Page 135 of Enchanting Her Monsters
“Holy shit,” Arran whispers. “I’m going to come just watching this.”
“Fuck her mouth, Arran,” Flint orders.
“Stars and stones, is Flint a secret dom?” Osen squeals with glee. “I might be falling in love.”
Calder grabs the back of Osen’s head, fists his hair, and kisses the ever-living fuck out of him. “I’lldom you. Get on your knees and suck the taste of our mate on my cock.”
“Yes, sir.” Osen drops to his knees. Like a man possessed himself, he swallows Calder down to the root.
Damn, they are beautiful together.
Half shifted and in a lusty daze, Arran finally registers that Flint gave him an order. He leaps up on the couch and presents his aching cock leaking pre-cum.
I lap up the slippery fluid, and he slips his shaft into my mouth to the flare of his knot.
Flint’s consistent motion becomes jerky as he gets closer to falling off the edge of bliss. “You’re so gorgeous. Magnificent. A perfect fit for our hearts. You take our cocks so well. Made for us.” He grunts out the last words. “I love you, Heartstone.”
Our bodies arch together and my pussy and ass squeeze down on his shafts, milking them. His cum fills me, his cocks pulsing inside. I cry out around Arran’s cock.
My body is a puddle of noodle limbs, and Arran pulls from my mouth.
A tongue licks the cum from between my thighs and works its way to my tender pussy. When Arran swipes over my clit, I buck into the air and then collapse again.
“Sloppy fifths.” Arran smirks and licks his lips. “And it tastes so good.”
I stare down between my thighs to watch my werewolf. He’s part Serky and part Arran, in a sexy blend of man and monster. Serky’s wildness shines in his golden glowing eyes, but I sense Arran feels just as wild with the need to claim me now.
He pulls back and flips me over onto my stomach, and my chest lands on the seat of the couch. Arran leans over my body and wraps his hands around my waist and plunges his cock inside me. His knot slams against my clit and labia. I moan, anticipating the glorious stretch I’m about to experience.
I idly realize why he’s last, because his knot will lock inside me and keep me as his for however long his knot remains engorged.
Arran’s hand slides down and his clawed fingers drag over my clit. The thrill of danger races up my spine.
Calder shouts, spilling down Osen’s throat.
The pure debauchery of the night has me coming on Arran’s cock. When he feels my pussy spasming around him, he snarls and pushes his knot all the way inside.
I shout with the overly full feeling, and the sensation cascades into another orgasm on the heels of the first. Arran howls as he releases his load.
All four of my other mates howl with him, and I do too.
It feels like we’re a true pack in that moment. Wild and bonded beyond anything I ever believed possible for me.
Everyone collapses onto the couch beside us. Serky doesn’t take issue with all of them touching and kissing me as we wait for his knot to empty and deflate. I don’t think I’ve ever been so relaxed and contented in all my life.
Osen breathes out. “I’m officiallydead.”
We all grumble at his horrible joke.
“Too soon?” He laughs as we agree. “Well, I am, because this is heaven.”
A smile slides over my face as I understand what he means. Iamin heaven and heaven is being in the arms of my loves.
EPILOGUE
AFEW WEEKS LATER…
“You’re the only monster for me,” she whispers over his feline ears.
