Page 21 of Enchanting Her Monsters
JADE
Irefuse to wake up from this delicious dream. An eager tongue is skillfully licking my center, and both of my nipples are being sucked.
Pressure builds in my core, but an orgasm is just out of reach.
I wonder if this is one of those dreams where I wake up to find myself incredibly horny and have to bring out Ole Faithful to vibe me to completion.
Then I remember I have three guys who’d likely beupto help a wanton woman out.
The soft, insistent swipes of a tongue remind me of Flint.
And the two hot mouths on my breasts make me think of Maxum and Arran. Both guys run so warm. I imagine it’s their hot hands wandering over my skin.
This dream feels so realistic that I wonder if it’s Osen making this fantasy come to life in the shadowscape.
Without opening my eyes, I reach down to work my clit, but find an entire head between my legs.
My eyes pop open with surprise, and I see all three of my guys tending to me.
“Oh!” I gasp.
The noon sun filtering in through the window lights up Flint’s fully gargoyle form with his broad shoulders, horns, tusks, large wings, and heavy brow. The sight alone almost undoes me. Maxum has his wings out for good measure, and I just want to grab one of his horns and yank him back to sucking my breast.
Arran almost seems out of place in his human form. But if Serky comes out to play, I’m worried no one else will get a chance to be with me.
Maxum uses my shocked, opened mouth to kiss me dizzy, delving inside with his forked tongue and exciting me more. Then he pulls back and whispers over my lips, “You mentioned you wanted to be woken up like this. And Flint told us you gave him permission to touch you whenever he wanted to.”
I gape at them all. “Yes… but…” I shudder with pleasure when Flint goes back to sucking my clit. “Okay… yes, yes, yes, I did say that. Why am I fighting this?”
Arran chuckles. “Don’t know, but if you want us to stop, we will.”
“Please, keep going,” I beg, trembling. “I want you, and I need a release.” Then I catch Arran’s glowing golden eyes, seeing Serky is just under the surface. “You’re okay with them touching me like this?”
Arran bumps my nose with his. A shifter’s gesture of affection. “I’m keeping Serky in check. He seems to be happy enough to see you pleasured even if it isn’t him doing it.”
Flint pauses his ministrations to look up at me with his otherworldly, light gray eyes. “Maybe one day we can wake you up with our cocks inside you?”
“Yes, please, and thank you.” I smile mischievously and my body undulates to show them how much I crave them.
“You and I need to complete our bond, my little mate.” Flint says and slowly slides two thick fingers into me. “When would you want to do that?”
His eyes shine with his eagerness, but it doesn’t feel right to bond with an audience.
I wink at him. “How about we talk about the details tonight?”
Flint smiles and pumps his thick digits into my pussy at a faster pace. “Yes, I can wait for the perfect time to have you all to myself. Now, come on my tongue so Maxum can have his turn.”
“Holy fuck, Flint.” My cunt clenches around his fingers. “I almost came just with your naughty talk.”
“I’m about to as well.” Arran chuckles and nuzzles into my neck.
“Make our woman scream your name,” Maxum orders Flint. Then he fists my hair and claims my mouth again.
My once-shy gargoyle feasts on my pussy as he adds yet another thick finger inside me. I’m stretched so wide the thought of it ramps up my excitement.
Arran uses his partial shifting ability to elongate his teeth and his wolf’s sharp canines pinch my hardened nipples.
I squeak and thrash, losing control. I’m flailing, feeling too much.
