Savage Monster (Boys Without Remorse #2)

Chapter 5

five

Korain

My ears rang. My head buzzed. I felt like my body didn’t belong to me. Putting one foot in front of the other to follow Onyx as he dragged me away from the officers and to my cabin felt like pulling teeth. I couldn’t focus. I felt so cold inside. My teeth chattered, and I couldn’t stop shaking.

“You need to sit down,” Onyx suddenly said, spinning to face me. I almost crashed into him, but his hands gripped my shoulders. He leaned down, and his eyes bore into mine, his blue eyes so bright in the darkness of my cabin, they seemed to have a light of their own. “You’re about to fall on your face.”

“I-I’m f-f-fine,” I stuttered.

He scowled at me and shook me roughly. My head snapped back and forth, and I blinked at him through blurry eyes as he squeezed my jaw in his large, calloused hands, his nails biting into my skin. “You’re going into shock, Korain.”

“N-not sh-shock,” I bit out, getting frustrated. What the fuck was wrong with me? A man in my position couldn’t go into shock. It was unheard of. I was meant to be smart and steady in delicate situations. Keep a level head on my shoulders. Be able to lead when no one else could. Yet I was falling apart at the fucking seams?

Onyx sighed like he was thoroughly put out with me. And something inside of me broke. Without thinking twice about it, I reached up, gripping his shirt tightly in my fists, fearful he would leave. He was the only thing in this whole fucked up day that was real and tangible and something I could focus on. He’d stuck by when I went crazy on him. He kept me safe in those woods when someone was being murdered mere feet from us. He held his ground against those officers, the only thing on his mind being getting me away so I could calm down.

Before I could question it, I yanked him close and smashed our mouths together. It wasn’t pleasant. The kiss was fucking painful. Our teeth knocked together, and then his hand tangled in my hair, tugging harshly on my strands as he bit down hard on my bottom lip, drawing blood, which trickled down my chin and bled my collar, wetting the fabric. My back slammed against the wall, and I whimpered, my hands clawing at his shirt as he pressed our lower halves together, his hard cock grinding against mine.

My mind blanked. The only thing that existed was him. The world fell away. His scent, his taste, his panting breaths, his sure, pressuring touch—they were all-consuming. Onyx fucking Dean was all-consuming.

I sucked in a sharp breath of air when Onyx ripped his mouth from mine and spun me around to face the wall. Gripping my wrists, he slammed them against the wall beside my head, and then, he purred in my ear, “Keep them there.”

I nodded, my tongue not working well enough to speak. Reaching around me, he made quick work of my belt and my cargo pants before yanking them down my legs with my boxers. My cock slapped against the wall as soon as it was freed, and I groaned, a shiver rolling down my spine. A moment later, the rustle of his jeans hitting the floor sounded in the dark hall, and I swallowed thickly.

Wet fingers pressed between my cheeks, spreading me open, and then— fuuuck .

Onyx’s tongue swiped over my hole, and I whined, my fingers curling against the wall in desperate restraint. It took every bit of my willpower to keep my hands where he wanted them rather than grip my cock and fuck my fist as Onyx ate me out like I was the best fucking ice cream he’d ever had on a blistering hot summer day.

“Onyx,” I moaned. “Fuck, please don’t stop.”

He groaned against me, and I smacked my forehead against the wall, hoping the pain would keep me from coming. I was already so close. It’d been so long since another man had touched me like this, and Onyx was blowing my fucking mind. I might as well have been a virgin with the way my body warmed and my cock leaked, ready to explode at any fucking second.

“You gonna come for me?” he growled, and I whimpered, nodding. When he wrapped a wet fist around my shaft, my knees just about gave out beneath me. “Give it to me, my boy. Let me see you fall apart. Let me feel your ass strangle my tongue.”

With that, he speared me on said tongue and began to pump his fist over me. My eyes rolled back in my head, something unintelligible spilled past my lips, and I fucking shattered , my cum splattering all over the wall and Onyx’s hand.

My brain was still trying to come online when Onyx rose to his feet and pressed in behind me, his cock notching at my entrance. I whimpered, pressing back on him. The slipperiness of my hole let in his tip, but I wasn’t stretched enough, and it burned as he pushed inside.

He wrapped an arm around my chest, pressing my back to his chest. I whimpered when he pressed in more. He sucked at my neck, and my mind went a little blank until pain brought me back online, yet still left me in that slightly fuzzy headspace where nothing but him and how his cock felt inside of me mattered.

“Let me in, my boy,” Onyx rumbled in my ear. Reaching beneath my cock, he cupped my balls, rolling them in his hand. I whimpered, my jaw falling slack as bliss rocketed through my body. “That’s it,” he praised. “So good for me. Your body knows you’re made for me.” He moaned as he sank deeper inside of me. “God, you’re so hot and tight inside. You’re going to drive me fucking crazy .”

“More,” I panted. “Please. More. Onyx?—”

He sank in deeper. The burn was almost too much, but I wanted it. After the day I’d had, I needed the pain Onyx inflicted. A pain that was almost too much to bear but brought so much fucking pleasure. Because he was glancing over my prostate now, and I was seeing fucking stars .

With a grunt, he bottomed out inside of me. Then, he eased out, spit on his cock two times, and eased back inside of me. It was a little easier that time, and I dropped my hands. He didn’t reprimand me, so I reached back and gripped his hair-roughened thighs, digging my nails into his skin as he fucked me. My cock ground against the wall with every brutal, punishing stroke into my ass, but it was everything . I couldn’t think. All I could do was feel .

Feel him . Onyx. The man hellbent on owning me.

And goddammit, I was going to let him.

Grunts and moans sounded from behind me as his hips smacked against my backside over and over and over again. Whimpers and breathless pleas for more, for him to never stop, fell from my lips as Onyx wrecked me.

“I’m so close,” I whimpered, my hand coming around to stroke my aching, leaking cock. It was rough, just this side of painful, and it was everything I needed. “ Onyx …”

“Come, baby,” he growled right before he yanked the collar of my shirt down and sank his teeth so hard into my shoulder, I screamed. My cum splattered the wall again as blood trickled down my chest and my back, and my mind went fucking hazy. I slumped back against him, letting him support me as he chased his own orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck ,” he growled, panting against my hot, sweaty, bloody skin. His cock swelled inside me, and then, he was filling me up, painting my insides with his hot, sticky cum.

Owning me .

We sank to the floor in a boneless heap, his arms banded around me and breaking some of my fall. My eyelids drifted shut, and Onyx tightened his hold on me, squeezing me to his hot, sweaty chest.

“Need to get you cleaned up,” he huffed from behind me.

“ Mmmm ,” was all I managed before I promptly passed out cold, too drained and emotionally worn out to stay awake any longer.