Claimed By The Monster

“AH! Push it deeper, Seven!” the blonde woman shouted as she almost reach her climax. Seven then delved deeper and continue entering the woman’s anus.

The blonde woman almost tears the red sheets of the bed because of the unending pleasure that Seven gave her.

The way how he plunged his shaft into it, almost makes her pee on the sheets.

With one final push, he spits his juices inside her anus.

To him, anal sex is still one of the wildest experiences a man could ever do. He wiped his shaft with wet wipes above the table.

“That was beyond great, Sev,” the blonde woman said.

Seven looked at her. “Yeah. But I’m not gonna do it again with you,” he exerted which surprised the blonde woman.

“B-But you said I’m good—”

“Not when you scratch your teeth into my cock when you sucked it,” he cut in and stood up.

He picked his clothes that were scattered on the floor and put it on. The woman was good, he even come multiple times inside her mouth, he just reasoned out that he hates how her teeth scratch with the skin of his cock.

The truth is, he can’t have sex with the same woman. He’s Seven Beckett after all. A well-known monster in bed who fuck every woman she wants even if it’s older than him—as long as she can get along with his pace.

“Seven, hon. We had a great time—”

“Look, Malia—”

“It’s Mia!” the woman uttered and glared at him.

“Malia or Mia, I don’t care. I can’t memorize every woman I fuck. You know me,” he buttoned down his polo then looked back at the girl, “I always change flavors daily.”

The blonde girl named Malia stood up in front of her. “No! You can’t do this to me! You said I’m—” the woman didn’t finish her words when Seven laughed, devilishly.

He glared at her which makes the woman step back. “I hate repeating myself,” he said, coldly. The woman then didn’t reply until Seven left the room.

AS SEVEN walked towards the parking lot of the hotel, he glanced at his wristwatch and it’s already three in the morning. Guess, he had a three-hour session with that blonde girl.

He shook his head and stopped in front of his black Mercedes Benz. He hopped inside and drove into a club to find another woman to fuck.

And he will only go home if he is already tired.

He parked in front of the club and gave the key to the valet. He’s still at the entrance of the club when a woman with a black bodycon dress approaches him. It was just a span of seconds and they already making out in the corner.

The woman initiates it and Seven found it hot. The way her tongue swirled inside her mouth, seems finding something turned him on.

He then grabbed her behind and carry her upstairs. Not minding people who were looking at them.

It was Seven Beckett anyway; people will always make way for him. No one dared to delay his sessions. If so, you’ll be dead.

The woman continues kissing him until they reach the VIP room. Seven threw the woman on the bed. The woman then laughed, flirtatiously.

Seven rushed towards her and claimed her lips harshly. The woman can’t help herself not to moan. She tried to meet Seven’s pace but she failed, that’s why Seven stopped and looked at her.

“Sorry, you’re not good,” he said and stood up.

The woman frowned. “What? We’re just starting and you’re too fast—”

“That’s it. I’m too fast that you can’t even meet it. I hate it. Leave immediately,” he said and pointed to the entrance.

The woman scoffed. “Seriously? You dragged me—”

“Because I thought you can do me. But I was wrong.”

“We can do it again. I promise I will—” the woman didn’t finish her words when Seven let out a chuckle.

“I don’t give second chances. Leave before I drag you out,” he asserted.

However, the woman didn’t obey and started to remove her clothes which makes his forehead crease.

The woman bit her lower lip, trying to seduce him. When she successfully removed all her clothes, she lay down on the bed without breaking her gaze towards him and started touching her body.

Seven’s eyes darted on the woman’s large piles. The woman had big boobies and a nice curve. However, the way how she can’t keep up with his sudden moves, it’s a major turned-off for him.

“Don’t ever think about it,” he said and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I will not fuck you even if you started to finger yourself,” he added and was about to turn around when the woman called his name.

“One day, you will find a woman who will throw you like trash!” the woman exclaimed which only makes him grin.

“Really? I don’t think so!” he said, coldly and left.

Seven shook his head in disbelief while walking down the stairs. Why does he always encounter desperate women? He just wanted a merry sex life. But some women were getting toxic after he touches them.

“Seven?”

His thoughts collided when someone called his name.

“Great! It’s you,” the man who’s holding a bottle of beer went closer to him.

“Peterson,” he called back.

The man laughed. “Don’t be too formal,” he said.

“What do you want?”

The man he called Peterson shook his head. “Nothing. It happened that I saw you that’s why I called your name. What are you doing here anyway?”

Seven formed a sly smirk on his lips. “Pretending that we don’t know, are we?”

The man shrugged his shoulders. “Well, I’m just making sure of.”

Seven just looked at the man and started to walk away.

“Anyway, Everleigh wants you to attend her eighteenth birthday,” the man shouted since the music is still loud.

Seven stopped and looked back. “Follow me,” he said and jerked his head on the way.

The man then smiled and followed him. They walked for a while until they reached the bar counter.

“Your sweet of a sister still had a crush on me?” Seven started which makes the man laugh.

“Yeah. But I will do my best to stop her fantasies towards you.”

“Well. I kinda like your sis—”

“Don’t you dare!” the man warned and glared at him.

Seven laughed and shook his head. He called the bartender and order a drink. “Eros, you should tell that to your sister, not to me.”

“Hands off with my sister, Seven. She’s still young.”

“I don’t do teens either. You knew that, man. If it’s your mom, maybe I can,” he joked.

“Mom loves dad,” Eros replied.

Seven was about to talk when the bartender put down his drink. He then sipped on his glass. “He’s already dead.”

Eros frowned. “Seriously? You’re saying that in front of me? Don’t you know that I’m on the urge of punching your face?”

Seven let out a loud chuckle which blends into the club music. “Don’t be too serious, Eros. Since you invited me to your sister’s debut. Then I will come.”

Eros heaved a deep sigh.

“What’s wrong?” Seven asked.

“She wanted you to be her last dance in the flower ceremony.”

Seven smiled. “Sure.”

Eros had a hard time with that decision. However, his sister promised that she will stop fantasizing about Seven Beckett as long as he will invite him and be part of his eighteen dances.

Eros was supposed to be her last dance but it ended up with her long-time crush. Seven and Eros were classmates since college and also best of friends. His little sister always saw Seven when the man visited their house until her feelings grew deeper with him.

Eros was not against whom she likes but if it Seven, he will not let it. Aside from their age gap, Seven is a fucking womanizer.

“I’m warning you, Beckett. Hands-off to my sister.”

Seven drank into his glass. “I will dance with her, right? How will I hold her then?”

Eros frowned. “Don’t mock with me, dude. I’m just warning you. You knew she had a crush on you. Don’t make her assume things that are impossible. You’re ten years older than her and a sex monster.”

Seven laughed. “I am.”