Ember

“This is a nice surprise; surely you can’t still be needy?” Creed’s sleep-filled voice rasps out.

“I think I will always be needy for my mates, plus I guessed you might need to feed,” I’m spun, lifted and pressed to the wall, impaled on his cock before I fully take my next breath,

Thankfully, breakfast was uneventful. After the guys headed off to school, I decided to camp out on the deck again.

Miles joins me to do his college work, and as I’m writing about my time with Dan and Elise today, he is there, waiting for cuddles and tissues.

Once I finish up, I message Lily, asking if she will read it, but not to tell Nate, and of course, she says yes, and I email it straight over to her.

Some people arrive taking the name and shame wall REALLY bad, so Miles and I move inside for some movie time.

He tells me the guys have started being more open and affectionate towards him, with a blush he tells me he wants to become more physical with Brayden and we discuss how he can move forward with that, I recommend shower blowjobs, which sets Miles' face alight and Bas drop his drink as he WAS heading to join us, once we help Bas clean up the mess we promise no more sex talk so he agrees to join us, but we switch to watching Supernatural until the guys come home and its uneventful, unless you count Trick’s toddler tantrum about having to write a short Shakespeare-esk play, I quickly left him to it before he tried to bribe me to write it for him, Nate now teaches their class so he would know it was my writing.

Lily tells me she is going to start reading tonight, then dashes off, slamming her door, when Nate gets a little too interested in our conversation, making me chuckle.

They regularly act like siblings after being friends for the years they have been.

I grab my clothes for tomorrow and head to Paxton’s room. I suddenly feel nervous, so I knock on his door rather than letting myself in. He opens the door with a frown.

“Why are you knocking Pixie? Come in!” I startle when I see Saint sitting in a chair facing the bed

“He’s here just in case you react badly to my venom”, Paxton says softly behind me, turning back to Pax as I slip my hoodie off; hearing Saint's intake of breath behind me, I note they are both only wearing sweats, turning back to Saint, I kiss him

“Enjoy the show”, I whisper in Latin, and he smirks at me

“You seem to be wearing too many clothes, Pax”, I say as I shimmy my leggings down

“Do I need to get Saint to show you what you want to do with me?” I slide one foot behind me pretending to step back to Saint, Paxton’s arms snap forward, his eyes changing to those of his snake and he throws me down on his bed, before I finish bouncing his sweats are gone and he’s pumping his cocks in his hands, he falls forward and buries his forked tongue in my pussy, I’m shaking after barely two licks, as he thrusts his tongue inside me ‘I strongly recommend serpent shifters if you are planning you own harem’ his long tongue is flicking away at every sensitive spot inside me, my orgasm rips through me, I hear Saint chuckle, I have no idea how Paxton has moved us so I’m sat astride him with his back against the headboard when I’ve finally floated down from my high.

I feel something cool against my ass, then Paxton presses his fingers in my ass, prepping me. He lifts me, then I feel the blunt head of his cocks against my ass and pussy ‘Am I hallucinating?’ he guides me down, filling both my holes.

“That’s it, Pixie, let me fill you with everything I have” his voice sounds strained.

“Fuck Pax…. What?... erm….” He chuckles.

“Both my cocks have a Jacobs ladder piecing, just for you, my Pixie”, he settles me so he’s fully inside me, and he pulls me in for a kiss as I get used to the full feeling of his cocks pulsing alternately. Eventually, my hips start to move

“Ride me Pixie, usssse me for your pleassssure, leave you mark and claim on me.” His voice has a hiss and a slight lisp where his tongue is still that of his Basilisk, he groans as I start to rise and fall on his cocks as they flood my pussy, I keep slow for 8 passes, feelings all 8 rows, 16 piercings rub in all the right places before I speed up, his hands cup my ass cheeks helping me bounce on him, my head tips back as his tongue flicks out to lap at my nipple, before it twists round it and tugs which sets of a small climax, I can feel my juices running down my thighs, I’m panting, and his grip on my ass is becoming bruising, I can see Saints reflection in the mirror and he’s sat stroking his cock in pace with us, fuck I need his cock too, ‘greedy bitch are you not full enough?’ I thread my fingers in Pax’s hair.

“Mark me, Leigh, fuck, please” My voice is a whine as I speak to Paxton’s alter, and he sinks his fangs into my breast.

“Fuck yes!” I drop one hand to my clit and rub furiously as his venom flows through my system.

“Yes, yes, yes I need more” As soon as his fangs retract, I push him back, sinking my teeth into his pec. I feel his cum fire inside me, but only the one in my ass softens.

“Fuck Pixie, no wonder you have so many mates! Come on, Saint, our little mate is greedy and needs more,” I feel the coolness of Saint's shadows press into my ass as he grabs my jaw with a smirk on his lips.

“Open wide, Starshine”, he husks as he cups my jaw; my mouth pops open, tongue out, ready for my Nightmares offering; I know my eyes are pleading. Paxton starts to bounce me faster on his cock,

“Fuck that’s hot”, he growls at the view of my mouth wrapped around Saint.

Saint doesn’t fuck my face like I expected, or like how his shadows are fucking my ass, others are rubbing, pinching, slapping at my clit.

He simply lets my mouth hold the tip of his cock as he pumps his hand up and down his length.

“That’s it, Starshine. Use your mates, greedy little mate; we could all fuck you 24/7, and you would still be begging for our cocks and cum, wouldn’t you?”

I hum around his length then scream as my orgasm rips through me, I somehow manage to swallow Saint down before darkness takes me, a delicious ache over my whole body, my ass and cunt still pulsing, and the addictive taste of Saint on my tongue, I can even feel the tingle of Paxton’s venom circulating through my system.

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