How To Tame Monsters

Chapter 18: Not nearly enough

A/N: I hope you all enjoy it! 

Gannon's POV:

I stared at the sex toy on my desk, with my arms crossed over my chest. Everything was complete. I simply needed to test it a few times on someone who wasn't being paid by me. With an unbiased view, the conversation between my sister, myself, and Nia popped into my head.

Agreeing to be my toy tester, is that something that she'd be ok with? The only way I'd know is if I ask, I'll do it after we figure out more about this curse.

For now, I can work on making it quieter, since who wants a noisy sex toy? I opened the panel and started to fiddle with the motor.

Five minutes of busy work was all I got before my phone started to ring. I answered without a second glance, that is until I heard wet, thrusting.

Turning to the screen and seeing my mates, Nia and Cody enraptured with each other made me realize I was starving. My ever-present hunger gnawed at every part of me with a vengeance.

My eyes greedily took in the feast before me until I spotted the change in Nia's brown irises. Something was wrong and I needed to monitor it if not stop it completely.

The only problem is that Nia wasn't listening to me like the brat she is. The side of her that has been showing its face more and more since I first met her.

It made me want to reel her in, show her who's the one in charge, tame her in pleasure, and see how much she'll pay me back next time. The sound of someone opening my office door made me end the video call much sooner than I wanted.

"What's up? You've been ignoring me for almost a month now?", I recognized the voice, Motta an incubus who helped with my feedings.

I stuffed my phone in my pocket before I went back to putting away important things so that I could leave as soon as possible, "Been busy"

He closed the door behind him and sat on my desk right in front of me. Dressed in a plain white cotton shirt and army green loose overalls, looking like the off-duty model that he is.

Any other day I would find the sight of him tempting enough to sink my teeth into, but since I met my mates all desire to sexually touch others had died out. Even with me starving right now and Motta offering himself up on a platter I don't feel the need to taste him.

Motta reached out, trailing his fingers up my arm, "I can smell how hungry you are, so let's get you nice and fed, yes?"

"I have mates", I told him flatly as I stepped out of his reach, "so our arrangement is over, please let the others know too."

I was two steps from the door when I felt his magic curl around me caressing my skin, his voice honeyed now, "One last feeding, you promised me, remember"

I grabbed the door handle without looking back and walked out of my office. He called out after me, "I can only wait so long, son of Adammire"

My body tingled unpleasantly the reminder of the promise I made long before I met my mates, longer than I knew of mates. Motta was the first I allowed to feed myself and a promise made by a God must be honored, or lest the consequences can be worse than death.

I shook my head and I got into my car and drove to Nia's dorm, I didn't have time to think about that. I did need to feed before I started to get sick, as I was drinking dots of lights floated in my vision and I knew I was getting close to my limit.

Lifting a hand up I rubbed my eyes, trying to will them away. The last time I reached my limit was back when I didn't accept what I was and starved myself in self-harm. I couldn't face the effects of my sickness now, it could ruin everything.