Out of countless Souls, ten were chosen to be reborn as Monsters into the Higher World. A World much different than ours, filled with Demons, Devils, and Mythical Creatures. Ten Chosen Souls, Ten Chosen Candidates. For what they are Candidates, remains a mystery. "Weaklings shouldn't worry about such things." Indeed, only the strong can survive, which is why, for ten Candidates, ten Dungeons were built. Raise your strength, get used to how things operate in a World of Monsters, and perhaps you, then, will be worthy of the answers you seek. One of those Candidates had been given, in his previous life, the name Mark. But such a name doesn't mean much. After all, he is, in this Higher World, better known by his Titles. The Devourer & The Evolving Monster. -------------------------------- More info in the pinned review below!
She gasped, her heart shook, and her eyes widened, as his hand lay on her round and firm bottom.
Every muscle on her body tightened up out of surprise as he gently squeezed and pulled her closer.
Sudden.
Surprising.
Unexpected.
Her puzzled eyes stared at him.
No one had touched her that way before. No one had attempted doing so. And anyone who had would have walked away with a hand missing.
No one had ever.
It was dirty. Undignified.
Why did it feel so good?
She kissed him as she raised her leg.
She wanted to be touched more. She wanted him to touch her more.
Her legs were wrapped around him as he supported her weight by holding her bottom. She kissed him fervently. Intensely, and breathlessly, she kissed him.
More.
Undignified. Dirty.
More!
Dirty. Unbecoming.
More! She wanted more!
He slowly lowered a knee to the ground as he kissed her.