“She’s used Monstr for months: the easiest way to get the feeding she needs without endangering anyone. It started as survival, a way to ease her hunger, to tide her over for another week — but that was before she found out about everything else Monstr offered. The services that sate a different kind of hunger. Feed a different kind of beast.”
🪴Calling all monsterfuckers and wannabe monsterfuckers 🗣
🪴This is the book for you!! Feed by Aveda Vice (pronouns she/they) it’s hot, erotic, sensual, and the writing was poetry. Just true erotic poetry and stuff to really get your smut levels rising. For your convenience, here’s the list of content warnings as found in the story.
🪴(BDSM, monsterfucking, dirty talk, exhibitionism, breathplay/choking, collar, begging, restraints, raw sex, sex toys, fingering, oral sex/cunnilingus, edging/orgasm denial, humiliation, teasing, flying sex, magic during sex, insect anatomy involved in sex acts Light bloodplay, biting, pain play, and spanking
Other content within this book: Sex work, drug use, heights)
“She’s tasted others: any number of creatures or humans, but Pye is — vivid. Like the accidents she had before, too wrapped up in bodies or gasps or moans to control herself. Where the others were sustenance, he tastes like — desire. He tastes reckless.”
🪴 In this one you meet Avirin, a monster hiding in plain sight, a monster that has needs that first turned out to be survival but then carnal. She works at an office job with a boss that makes her miserable and sucks the life out of her from day-to-day so tonight’s meet-up to feed from the app “Monstr” was more than needed until she opened the door to her apartment and her boss, Pye Riften just happens to be her date for the night.
🪴 Pye, is a Death’s Head Hawkmoth, a bad omen (depending on who you talk to) and the bane of Avirin’s existence. Pye (pronouns he/they) proceeds to take Avirin on the most dominant feeding and sexual ride of her life throughout that night. Forcing her to submit, fuck different kinds of toys, using his magic to fuck her AND his tendrils not to mention fucking her while flying.
“All her precaution and convention are useless barriers against the cyclone of his being. But she knows herself: how the mysteries of him have dug under her skin, how her mind wanders over the unknown. How it will torture her for days after if she doesn’t have them. If she doesn’t know what their cock feels like inside her, how they sound when they’re holding back. How they look when they come. She has to know.”
🪴 It really was the hate-fucking yet undeniable tension that really made the banter between characters great and the feeling that much more palpable. Avirin provides that stubborn, independent, secretive side and balances out Pye’s cocky, focused, and reserved yet brutally honest demeanor. Being that it’s only 48 pages I was blown away by the steam level I got, like it really packs a punch. You’re gonna want to keep your batteries charged for this one y’all because I absolutely recommend this one.