Prologue
I’m fucked.
My name is Emma, I’m twenty-one, and I’ve officially become a depraved slut.
And yet I had everything going for me. Naturally perfect olive skin, long wavy black hair, an ass people constantly call “a dream,” firm natural tits, and a cute little face that lets me get away with almost anything. Zero surgery, all original. The full Latina package that turns heads without me even trying that hard.
I was the daughter Catholic parents could be proud of: graduated with honors in marketing, gold cross around my neck, Mass on Sundays (well… most of the time), and a boyfriend who looks like an Abercrombie model while being smart enough to study medicine. Josh. The perfect fiancé and future son-in-law.
My only real vice? Reading. More specifically… monster smut. Those filthy, poorly written, ultra-explicit books where girls get wrecked by horrible, terrifying non-human creatures. I loved it. I told myself it was harmless. Just a dirty little fantasy I kept well hidden behind my phone and my earbuds.
Until Pounded by the Beast by Kimmy Voss entered my life.
Until that hideous, vicious hyena literally climbed out of the pages.
Now here I am, sitting on my bed, thighs still sensitive, writing all this down like some pathetic therapy. Because if I don’t get this story out of my head, I’m going to lose my mind.
I pray every night. Well… almost every night. I ask forgiveness from Jesus, the Virgin, every saint on the calendar. And then I remember what I did. What I let that beast do to me. How I begged him to do it again and again.
And the worst part?
I can’t wait for her to come back.
I’m a bad Catholic. A bad girlfriend.
And clearly, a very bad girl.
The guilt is killing me.
But between us… with the body I’ve got, it’d almost be a waste not to get taken like that every now and then, right?
