Free Stone Beast by Bonnie Bliss Page B

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and rub against him.
    God, watching her now ex fuck two girls
must’ve done things to her.
     
     
    ***
     
     
    Mine .
    Deacon didn’t have to think about this. The
little librarian that always smiled at him when she came into
work—was his. All his. He was sure of it now more than ever. His
creator had brought him to this odd little town and made him take
his place on these stone steps over ten years ago. When he first
saw the girl she was young—too young. But he’d wanted her. More
than fucking anything he wanted to lay claim on the curvy little
blonde and plant his seed inside her.
    He could feel his stone start to crack away
as he snarled. Deacon scanned the area to make sure no one was
around before he let the shift take him over. The stone façade
slipped free from his powerful body. He didn’t shrink much in his
shift, still towering a good six and a half feet over the world. He
was naked and knew that he couldn’t just stroll up into the
building and snatch her up. She had to be taken, seduced, and
fucking loved.
    Deacon had smelled sadness on her when she
came up to him. Her eyes had been swollen, and those fucking juicy
lips were even more pouty than usual. She’d leaned closer and he
got a fucking glorious view of those juicy tits. He wanted nothing
more than to bury his head in all that feminine beauty and bottom
out in her sweet, tight cunt. Deacon snarled again and headed
around to the back of the building where he kept a car with clothes
at the ready.
    It’d been so unclear for years what this
woman was to him. He’d protected her on many occasions, and chased
off many would-be lovers. But this Patrick male. He was a fucking
pushy fuck and got himself right in. His little librarian had been
with that man for over two years and it was about to come to an
end.
    Deacon slipped on low-slung jeans and a white
t-shirt. He knew that it wasn’t the best first impression but it
was all he had at the moment. His muscles bulged through the tight
cotton. He ran his fingers through his untidy blonde hair, trying
to tame it.
    Enough .
    His dick had been raging and hard since she
touched him. Fuck. Her hands were warm, and so soft. He wanted them
all over him, wrapped around his pulsing cock as she brought him
off and he spurted his seed all over those huge tits. He adjusted
his cock and stalked back around the building, only to come to an
abrupt halt.
    She was there, sitting in his resting spot.
Her face was buried in her hands as she cried. When she looked up,
her face was smudged and blotchy. Those lips. Fuck. He was going to
fuck her. Right there in the middle of the goddamned day. She
looked so pretty as she suffered. The warrior and sexual beast that
hid under the surface of a human man flared to life, and he imaged
her bent over in front of him as he pounded into her; spanking her,
making her pink on that round, luscious ass.
    Fuck.
    Before he knew what he was doing, he was
right in front of her.
    “Who hurt you?”
     
     

Chapter Two
     
     
    A very deep snarl and demand came from above
her.
    Bethany looked up slowly. Her gaze caught him
at the knees and then worked its way right up to his groin. Oh, he
was hard. And big. She licked her lips. Her fingers toyed with the
shattered rock that was around her. She’d come out to get something
out of the car when she noticed her beast gone. It’d been too much.
She’d shattered right there on the ground. Her one comfort in all
this bullshit, the one constant since she was in high school. She
used to breeze by him when she came to study and told him
hello—just gone.
    Her gaze travelled higher to his huge expanse
of chest. The man’s muscles rippled through that tight white
cotton.
    Wow .
    Then his face. It was like he was created
from stone. All his features were strong and defined. She shifted
and tried to curl up tight, hiding her overabundance of curves from
him.
    “Don’t do that!” he barked.
    Bethany sucked in a breath and scooted back.
He