Tuesday (The Days of the Week #2)

Chapter Fourteen

I descended the stairs on shaky legs, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure it could be heard over the pained cries emanating from below. The damp, earthy smell of the passageway enveloped me as I moved deeper underground, the darkness pressing in from all sides.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I paused, straining my eyes to see in the gloom. The lantern sitting on the table did little to penetrate the shadows, but movement off to my right caught my eye. At the edge of the room, a large shape writhed on the ground, the sound of chains rattling accompanying its movements.

I edged closer, my breath catching in my throat. It was William, and yet not William. His body was twisted and contorted, halfway between man and beast. Coarse black fur covered his elongated limbs, his hands curled into claws. His face was a grotesque mixture of human and animal features.

When his amber eyes snapped to me they were wild and full of agony. William let out another anguished howl, his body convulsing. The chains binding him to the wall rattled as he thrashed. I stood frozen, horrified, yet transfixed by the impossible sight before me.

“Christina...” William ground out between clenched teeth, his voice guttural and strained. “You...shouldn't...be here.”

“My God, William,” I whispered, taking a tentative step forward.

He shook his head violently, a snarl ripping from his throat as another spasm wracked his body. “Stay back!”

It was true. Not a delusion or metaphor. William was truly a beast. Even as my mind struggled to accept the situation, I drifted closer.

“Please, Christina,” William panted, his amber eyes pleading as they met mine. “You need to go. It's not safe.”

“I can't leave you like this,” I said, my voice trembling. I took another step forward and William snarled, straining against the chains that held him.

“You don't understand,” he growled, his words slurred around elongated canines. “You still smell like mine.”

I froze at William's words, my heart pounding. “What do you mean, I still smell like yours?”

William's eyes glowed in the dim light as he stared at me, his chest heaving with pained breaths. “My scent...it's all over you. From before.”

Memories of our heated encounter in the study flashed through my mind. The way he had touched me, claimed me. My cheeks flushed even as a shiver of fear ran down my spine.

William let out a deep groan, his body convulsing as another wave of the transformation overtook him. More fur sprouted along his skin, his bones cracking and reforming. He squeezed his eyes shut, panting harshly.

“It wants you,” he ground out. “The beast...it remembers your scent, your taste. It’s wanted you from the beginning.”

I took an involuntary step back. A shudder ran through me, part fear and part something else I did not want to examine too closely. William's eyes snapped open, pinning me in place with their intense amber glow.

“I can smell your arousal,” he growled. “You want it.”

I wanted to deny it, but could not. Even now, with William half-transformed into a creature, some dark part of me thrilled at his words. At the idea that even in this state, he wanted me, craved me.

“You need to run,” he groaned. “I can’t fight it. I want you too much.

I drifted forward, even as the transformation seemed to speed up. William’s words had turned to guttural snarls. A low, continuous growl rumbled from his chest as he yanked at his chains, the metal creaking under the strain.

With a pop, one of his chains snapped. He lunged forward, reaching for me with one clawed hand. The remaining chain stopped him just inches from me and he snarled.

William's eyes were pure molten amber now, feral and hungry as he strained against his remaining bonds. He was more beast than man, his humanity slipping away with each passing second.

With a final, wrenching snap, the last chain gave way. The creature surged forward. I turned and ran blindly down the dim underground passage. Behind me, I could hear the scrape of claws against hard-packed dirt and the heavy thud of the creature's footfalls as it pursued me.

Up ahead, I saw the base of the staircase leading to the maze. I put on an extra burst of speed. My only warning was a snarl when just steps from the stairs, a heavy weight landed on my back.

I fell forward, hitting the ground hard, the impact knocking the wind out of me. The creature's weight settled over me, pinning me down. Hot, damp breath gusted against the back of my neck as he lowered his head, sniffing along my skin.

“William!” I gasped out.

A low rumble vibrated through the creature's chest, almost like a purr. He nuzzled into my hair, inhaling deeply. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for the feel of teeth sinking into my flesh.

But the pain never came. Instead, I felt the rasp of a rough tongue licking a stripe up the side of my neck. I shuddered, my body responding instinctively to the sensation despite the terror coursing through my veins.

The creature's tongue laved at my skin, tracing the racing pulse in my neck. His large, clawed hands gripped my waist, holding me immobile beneath his bulk. I could feel the heat of his body, the coiled strength in his powerful limbs.

Part of me was screaming to fight, to try to escape. But another part, the part that had been drawn to William from the start, wanted to submit, to let the beast claim me. As if sensing my conflicted desires, the creature let out a low, rumbling growl that sounded almost smug. He nipped at my earlobe, sharp teeth grazing sensitive skin and sending a jolt of sensation straight to my pussy.

His clawed hands slid down to the waistband of my pants, curling into the fabric. With a quick jerk, he ripped the sturdy material, baring my bottom. I gasped, curling my fingers against the dirt floor. The creature nuzzled against the small of my back, dragging his rough tongue across my skin as he worked his way lower.

I trembled beneath the beast, torn between fear and dark, forbidden arousal. When his snout pressed between my thighs, inhaling deeply, I could not suppress a moan. The creature growled his approval.

Clawed hands gripped my thighs and jerked them apart. His long tongue swiped between my folds, the slightly abrasive texture making me moan helplessly. I raised my ass, seeking more of that intense sensation. The creature obliged, lapping at me hungrily, his thick saliva coating my folds.

“William, please...” I whimpered, unsure what I was begging for.

The creature's tongue swirled around my clit, the rough surface sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I writhed beneath him, my fingers scrabbling uselessly against the hard-packed earth as I tried to find purchase. His grip on my hips tightened, claws pricking my skin as he held me firmly in place.

Relentlessly, the beast lapped at my slick pussy. The obscene wet sounds of his feasting filled the underground passageway, mingling with my choked moans and whimpers. I could feel myself teetering on the edge, my body wound tight and desperate for release.

Just as I was about to come, the creature pulled back. I had only a moment to catch my breath before I felt his large, furred body cover my back. Something hard and hot pressed against my entrance, and my eyes flew open in realization.

“Wait!” I gasped out, trying to twist beneath the creature to face him. “William, don't—”

But my protest dissolved into a strangled cry as the beast surged forward, impaling me on his thick length in one brutal thrust. I arched against the ground, my inner muscles fluttering in alarm. The creature’s second pair of hands gripped my knees, raising my ass and spreading my thighs wide. He licked the back of my neck and began to thrust.

The large bulbous head of his cock stretched my pussy wide with every jerk of his hips. Pinned as I was, I could do nothing but take it. The wet, filthy sounds of my stuffed pussy filled the narrow corridor, even louder than the creature’s satisfied growls.

I moaned helplessly into the dirt floor as the creature pounded into me, his thrusts rough and relentless. His thick, inhuman cock stretched me to my limits, pain and pleasure blurring together until I could no longer tell them apart. Despite the roughness, or maybe because of it, my body felt lit up from the inside.

The creature's hands slid up my thighs, cradling my hips as he rutted into me savagely, pulling me back onto his cock. He was so thick. I sobbed at a particularly deep thrust, my pussy clenching in pleasure. It was too much. My inner walls fluttered around his cock, trying to keep him inside.

I could feel my orgasm building, my muscles winding tighter and tighter.

“Please,” I gasped, unsure what exactly I was begging for. More, harder, to stop, to never stop.

The beast snarled in response, his thrusts becoming even more frantic. He lowered his head to nuzzle my neck, his hot breath puffing against my skin. Sharp teeth grazed the back of my neck and I moaned. All I could focus on was the intense sensations - the aching stretch in my pussy, the heavy slide of his thick cock, the hot panting breath against my skin.

His thrusts grew erratic and I felt him swell even larger inside me. I gasped. A knot began to form at the base of his cock, and the pleasure edged closer to pain. I clawed at the ground, fruitlessly trying to crawl away. The beast’s claws dug into my hips to drag me back, forcing the growing bulge inside me over and over. Sweat covered my skin, as I struggled.

There was no escape, but I had never been so wet. My thighs were drenched in our combined arousal. Even as my mind screamed in alarm, my body craved more. I sobbed as the knot pushed hard against my entrance, spreading my pussy far beyond anything I had ever experienced before. With a final brutal thrust, his knot squeezed inside me, locking us together. The creature’s guttural roar echoed off the dirt walls, as he started to come. Heat flooded my stuffed pussy, pushing me over the edge despite the pain, and I came with a wordless scream.