Monster Girl Under My Bed

  Masters of the Monsterverse Book 2

  Jamie Hawke

  Copyright © 2020 by Jamie Hawke

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  Contents

  Welcome

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Meet the Ladies

  Author Notes

  About the Author

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  1

  In all my years of studying monster girls, learning about them from sources such as manga and anime, never in my wildest years would I have dared to dream they could be real. But there I was, four of them under the same roof with me! Not only that, I’d been extremely intimate with two of them. Not quite as cool, but still notable, I’d fought alongside three of them to take down a monster hunter.

  And let me be clear right now—even if I had dared to dream, never in my wildest imaginings could fucking a monster girl come close to the amazingness that doing so in reality was. I mean fuccckk, these ladies were hot, knew how to please me, and were damn nice on the eyes.

  Yeah, and they could fight, too. Good thing, because I wasn’t sure how much my childhood aikido could really come in handy.

  The older lady—as far as age went with them, anyway—Ahlaksiz, had arrived back at the shop surprised to see us so soon. We had just finished a meal of burgers and milkshakes, the panda demon (who told us to call her Milkshake until she trusted us enough to share her name) had a cute little pooch going, from eating too much. Some guys might find bellies a turnoff, but not me. She was so petite and hot, that little belly sticking out made me want her all the more.

  Overindulging at a burger joint was a good sign of compatibility in my book, and I’d been thrilled all three of them had eaten to their fill, especially the squirrel-eating Kinara. I couldn’t judge her, as she was technically a bat monster girl, but… yeah.

  As we filled Ahlaksiz in on the situation, Jalee ending on the point of electrocution and how I had seemingly sacrificed myself, the older woman turned to me with an arched eyebrow.

  “A simple, nerdy human… and yet so brave.”

  I chuckled, waving off the compliment. “I knew the shield power would protect me, at least somewhat.”

  “It could’ve killed you,” Jalee noted. The thunderbird had unwittingly given me her shield power when we fucked against the side of a stranger’s house, and her power with electricity and lightning was lessened by it. Other powers, too, I imagined. Still, she was right that the move had been risky, and the worry in her insanely blue, sparking (literally in that moment) eyes showed she knew it.

  “And yet, you attacked.” I pointed at her, jokingly making my accusation. “What’s that say about you?”

  “That you gave me no choice.”

  It was true. I’d held her totem in my pocket and told her what to do. From what I’d seen so far, when I had physical contact with the small totems used to summon them, they had to do what I said. I wasn’t a fan of using that power, but it was nice to have in case I needed it.

  “So what then, he escaped back to the monsterverse?” Ahlaksiz asked. “You were able to see how he opened the gateway?”

  I scrunched my nose, debating how to tell her this part. “That one’s… complicated.”

  “I tore off his head,” Milkshake said, holding up her bare hands and showing off her claws to emphasize the point. “Took some work, really stabbing into his neck to break tendons and bone, but I managed to wrench it free.”

  My gut turned, not liking that image in my head so soon after eating.

  “Well… Hmm.” Ahlaksiz eyed me. “You allowed this?”

  “I’m the boss now?”

  She didn’t break her hold on my gaze, giving a slight nod.

  “I’m the boss now…” This time I said it as a realization. Shit, she was right. I held the totems, I was the one they rallied about, the glue that held the little team together. “It happened before I realized.”

  “I see.” Her brow furrowed, clearly thinking I should have handled things differently.

  “To be clear, I was a bit more focused on survival than—”

  “He said there was more to it, or implied,” Kinara cut in, coming to my defense.

  “Right!” I grinned at her, then fished out my phone to show Ahlaksiz, only then forgetting it was fried. “Well, we can’t see here, but I took a picture—before that final moment, he tried to run. I even saw into the monsterverse. And there was strange writing that appeared floating in the sky, which is what I took the picture of.”

  The cougar woman, in her natural, monster girl state, took a deep breath, tail swishing around behind her from under her blue dress. “Now, there you have something.”

  “Oh, shit,” I glanced around and found my bag in the corner, beneath the shelf that held her crazy fertility statues. “You don’t have Wi-Fi, do you?”

  “I’m hundreds of years old, so… sorry if I take a while to adapt to the times.”

  “Right, well,” I pulled out my laptop, “this could get us the pictures, I think. Hope, anyway, assuming the cloud backup worked. I just need internet.”

  Blank stares followed that statement, at which Ahlaksiz said, “You all will catch on in time. Basically, that thing he’s holding works like a speak-stone, and he’s talking about an advanced system that allows for very advanced speak-technology, including the ability to send images and more.”

  “No fuck?” Kinara said, eyeing the laptop.

  I chuckled at her use of swearing—while their language was fairly standard in its translation, it apparently had at least one instance of changing around word usage.

  Ahlaksiz frowned, but moved on. “So it might not be the worst thing in the world that your new friend cut off the jerk’s head. Better not to have him following you, or coming back with reinforcements. You got a keeper here, with good instincts. Or… a lucky one, anyway.”

  Milkshake grinned, and held out her hand. A second later the massive sword appeared. “Got this, too.”

  “Oh, and the drones,” Jalee added, showing the metal clasp around her wrist. “They’re up with the hunter’s platform, cloaked.”

  “You all have been busy,” Ahlaksiz remarked, eyeing each of us in turn with respect. “That’s a Tullay Blade, am I wrong?”

  “Seems to be,” Milkshake replied.

  “The significance being what, exactly?” I asked.

  “Forged long ago by a warrior by the name of Tullay and made from the madra of her fallen enemies, these swords can be claimed and linked just like any monster.”

  “Just like…?” I asked, face contorting as I imagined someone trying to have sex with the sword. Even the handle looked not exactly pleasant.

  “Not in that way,” Kinara said with a laugh. “His mind… gotta love it.”

  The others laughed, and Ahlaksiz explained, “More like, you have to prove you’re ruthless enough to handle the sword.”

  “I’ll show it, in time,” Milkshake said. “You’ll see.”

  “I don’t doubt it,” I replied. Eyeing the group, I asked, “Now that we’re here, is this where we’ll be sleeping?”

  “What?” Ahlaksiz’s face contorted. “Not a chance.” Seeing my reaction to her answer, she laughed, waving it off. “Not that I wouldn’t love having you all here, but listening to your non-stop… fun? No, thank you.”

  “You could join u—” Jalee started, but Ahlaksiz held up a finger to the woman’s mouth, shaking her head.

  “Actually, now that the hunter is gone, we should be able to return to your apartment, no?” Kinara asked.

  “I hadn’t thought of that,” I admitted. “There was the explosion, which they’ve likely cleaned up, but I doubt they’ve fixed the wall. And… the cops.”

  “What do you mean?” Jalee asked.

  “Law enforcement,” I explained. “They were checking it out, were likely looking for me. And I’m guessing they’ll take me in for questioning.”

  Ahlaksiz looked thoughtful, ears perking up. “But if you sa
y you ran because you were scared, sticking to the truth in that regard, what can they do?”

  “Tell them about the tail,” Kinara said.

  “Yeah. One cop lady looked like she might have a tail.” I shrugged. “Could’ve been my eyes playing tricks on me, but if one of them is a monster… then what?”

  “We might be able to get her on our side, if we tell her, and only her, the truth,” Ahlaksiz said. “It depends, really, on where her loyalties lie. If she’s with the police, it’s possible she is actually working to protect humanity. Maybe others, too.” She turned, hands on her head, tail swishing around faster now. “The implications are mind blowing.”

  “Or she could be a traitor,” Jalee countered. “There to infiltrate.”

  Ahlaksiz spun, pointing at her excitedly. “Yes, exactly. Going to her, either we find an ally or learn of a conspiracy. Win-win!”

  “Except in the latter, we’re thrown right back into it, putting our lives on the line,” Kinara pointed out.

  “Acting as bait,” I muttered, not liking that part of the plan.

  Ahlaksiz held up her hands. “It’s on you. Your call, after all. But that’s my recommendation. And if you can get me the picture of the words, I can start working on translating them in the meantime.”

  “How do we contact you?” I asked.

  “Same way I imagine you’ve been speaking with them,” she said. “Only, you won’t have any control over me, since you weren’t my summoner.”

  She went over to the back counter, where she conducted transactions. Bending and pulling out a small pouch from beneath, she then revealed a bracelet with an ancient coin imbedded into it.

  “A coin?”

  “Of a sort, yes. It’s bonded to me, though. An ancient coin from your world, when I was first summoned and mistaken for a djinn in the Middle East. To be clear, I am no djinn.” She chuckled, as if that was supposed to mean something to me.

  My eyes went wide. “Wait, there are djinns out there, as people think of them?”

  “Various versions, yes, though they are merely another type of monster, not what many Earth myths say.”

  I nodded, taking the bracelet and eyeing it. The coin could almost be mistaken for a simple, flat piece of round metal. Yellowed over the years, but still showing lines interweaving what I suppose could have once looked like a cat, or cougar.

  “Touch it and communicate what you need of me, I’ll get the message,” she said. “I’m not entirely sure it’ll work in reverse.”

  I guffawed. “Why not phones? Email?”

  “Not for me.”

  I glanced around as if expecting them all to be giving her crazy looks, but since I was the only person other than her who knew about phones and email, they were all three looking rather bewildered.

  “And the same works for their totems?” I asked, dishing them out. “They’re becoming kinda cumbersome.”

  “You no longer need the whole things,” she pointed out.

  “What do you mean?”

  “I can break off pieces, connect them to your bracelet there, and it’ll work the same. If you’d like me to.”

  That was tempting, but first I had a request. “Maybe we don’t call it a bracelet? Let’s say it’s a… cool wrist device.”

  She chuckled, but nodded. “Would you like me to upgrade your wrist device?”

  “I’ll keep the rest of the totems though, yeah?”

  “If you’d like.”

  I nodded, handing them over, and she went to work with the wrist device and totems. Watching her at work, I licked my lips, worried she would mess it up or something. After all, I still wasn’t entirely sure how loyal the new girl was, or if she even had any intentions of sticking with us. She had implied it, and acted like she was already part of the team back at the burger joint, but I wasn’t certain.

  Seeing me eyeing her, Milkshake turned to face me dead on and stared, a hint of a grin on her lips. After a few seconds of this, Kinara stepped forward, hand waving an inch in front of my face.

  “What is this?” Kinara asked. “You two… mind-speaking or something?”

  I laughed, snapping out of it. “Sorry, lost in thought. We call that spacing out.”

  “While staring into my eyes?” Milkshake asked, then shook her head. “I call that falling in love.”

  I blinked, certain I was blushing, and looked away. “If you really wanna know, I was…”

  “Yes?”

  Deciding to come out with it, I turned to face her again, standing tall. “I was asking myself whether you had already proven your trustworthiness. Are you already part of the team?”

  “Ferris, she helped us kill the hunter,” Kinara said. “Came all the way here with us.”

  “You’ve seen my vagina,” Milkshake said with a wink.

  Damn, there came my blushing again, but this time I maintained eye contact. “Only because you were naked and didn’t keep your legs closed. Not because we were being intimate or anything.”

  “Actually,” Ahlaksiz said, not even looking up from her work, “she’s what’s known as a Sorayan, back home. Their kind are fairly proper, following strict training codes when growing up, and although they’re nude like most monsters in our part of the world—or our world, I mean—they have certain mating rituals that do involve… showing themselves, more than they otherwise would.”

  This was somewhat going over my head, but the gist seemed to be that she had sat like that, before, on purpose. Her leg spreading on the platform had been some sort of mating ritual. Although, now that I thought about it, that made sense. More sense than someone simply sitting like that and not caring what they revealed.

  “I’m new to this,” I said, looking at Milkshake sheepishly.

  “Aren’t we all.” Her voice was a bit harsh, sharp. Like she was offended.

  “But that answers your question,” Kinara said. “She’s not only onboard to go fight more fights with you, she’s ready to see your hole.”

  “My what?” I wasn’t sure I’d heard her right. “As in… my butthole?”

  They laughed at this, though Milkshake looked appalled.

  “I want nothing to do with your butthole,” she said. “That’s disgusting.”

  “To each their own,” Jalee said with a shrug. “I wouldn’t mind sending a couple of shocks through your rear.”

  A shiver went through me, and I wasn’t sure whether to be scared or turned on.

  “Another of their traditions,” Kinara said, nodding at Milkshake. “They find the hole, you know,” she pointed to my crotch, “very sensual, for some reason. When you’re ready to accept her, she would inspect it, and that would be the sign you two are ready.”

  My head felt light, my mouth suddenly dry. Nodding at Ahlaksiz, I lowered my voice and said, “I… Can we discuss this when we’re alone?”

  “Done,” Ahlaksiz said and held out her piece of work. Saved by the bell! I accepted with a bow of my head.

  To my surprise, Milkshake looked offended that I had changed the subject, but… come on, I wasn’t about to let some near-stranger examine my cock in any way, especially with some weird hole fetish. Not right then and there, anyway.

  Putting the wrist device on, I grinned, then almost laughed at my first thought. Basically, that I felt this was my initial step toward a Johnny Depp look. All I needed were some tattoos, ripped jeans, and maybe a prettier face, and I’d be there. A few pounds off the middle, too, of course.

  We were ready, but went over the plan to be certain. First, we would head back to my apartment and crash there, hang out until we got the attention of the cops. Then, see about this monster cop and which side of it all she fell on.

  That would be the first step in our hunt, while Ahlaksiz would await my picture of the writing, so she could figure out a proper gateway back to the monsterverse.