A Bride for the Beast – Monster Between the Sheets Read Online Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Billionaire, Chick Lit, Contemporary, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Funny, Insta-Love, Paranormal, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
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The moon is high in the sky, and the long shadows cast by tree branches are beautiful to me. Everything is still and perfect.

"I don't want you to leave." He threads our fingers together and presses his lips to the back of my hand.

His breath tickles my skin, and a giggle escapes my lips. "I only just got here. I'm not planning on going anywhere."

"That's not what I mean." His voice is thick with emotion. "I'm not joking, Beauty. You're precious to me."

It feels like he overwhelmed me with lust only moments ago, and now he's soothing me with sweetness. My heart swells with tenderness and longing. "I traveled a long way to find you. You can't get rid of me that easily, you know."

"You're a stubborn little thing." He chuckles softly, squeezing my hand as we walk through the woods. He is quiet and thoughtful, and the only sound is the rustle of grass and the occasional twig snapping under our feet. I sense a shift in his mood and wait for him to speak.

"Beauty, I've lived an insular life, carefully built on the premise that I needed to hide from the world…." His voice trails away.

My heart begins to speed up from fear he's going to say something I'm not going to like. "No. I know what you're going to say, and I don't want you to say it. I'm happy in Screaming Woods with you and Gretchen."

Draven wants me. His need calls to a deeper part of my heart, answering a yearning for the need to belong to something greater than myself. The need to belong to someone who truly sees me for who I am. Someone who loves every part of me.

Fast as lightning, the protest falls from my lips. "I don't need anything else. I'm happy here."

Draven clears his throat. "What about regular things like going out to dinner?"

Who cares whether we do any of those so-called 'normal' things? What's normal, anyway? I don't value any of those things anyway, and I don't want him to feel uncomfortable. Or worse, put him at risk of being seen or judged unfairly for the way he looks. No. There's a reason he lives the way he does. I want to care for him and protect him from harm the same way he protects me.

"I'll fly to the moon and back with you, Draven Woodburn. But I don't need to go out to dinner, or the movies, or the mall, because we have everything we need right here."

Of course life with him will throw up challenges, but I'm happy for now. He wants me and is determined to have me. I didn't realize part of my heart was ragged and raw until his need and desire helped soothe something deep inside. I don't care what he looks like because he's perfect for me.

"We'll see. Nothing is settled." I sense a deeper level of determination in his voice, but he's holding something back, and I can't put my finger on what it is.

Nature is calling, and the house is still a good distance. "Would you wait here for me a minute? I just need to, ah—" How do I say use the bathroom? Pee in the woods? "Um … Can you turn around and promise not to look?"

"Don't go too far, okay?"

After he releases my hand, I make my way toward a thicket. Although we've already been intimate, I feel weird about him listening to me pee. There's enough moonlight around for me to see shapes and make my way safely to a densely wooded spot. Feeling vulnerable squatting on my haunches, I push my body to do its thing as fast as possible.

After finishing my business and zipping my pants, I am eager to join Draven when a low growl freezes me in place. The snapping of dry twigs draws my attention to the bush beside me. The leaves rustle, sending a chill of dread zipping up my spine. I don't know what it is, but it isn't Draven.

Stone-cold fear makes my mouth dry up, and my body shuts down. I can't remember which direction I came from, but my legs won't move, even if I wanted to run. The ground beneath my feet rumbles. Draven's scent is the only clue he leaves behind as he launches himself headlong into the bushes with enough speed and power to send me reeling.

My heart thumps double time. High-pitched animalistic screams coming from the foliage make me want to cover my ears, but I resist. What if Draven needs me?

Please don't let him be hurt. I can't live without him. Please.

Fists clenched, I wait for what feels like an eternity before he emerges from the battle, gasping for air. The metallic scent of blood fills my nostrils. I nearly sob in relief but swallow the sound back.



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