Chapter 4 #3
I don’t know what the pain means, but I do know that it hurts less when I’m with my mates. “More,” I rasp to Raith. “Please.”
My monster chuckles again, and he ignores Galen, his shadows wrapping tighter around my body and brushing against my breasts. He kneels behind me, lining himself up with my entrance while his other hand grips my ass.
Anticipation thrums through me, and when he slides the tip of his thick, ribbed cock up and down my center, dragging it through my wetness, a whimper falls out of me. Over and over he teases me, never giving me more, and the pain eases a little. I pant, my stomach pressed to the log.
“Look how you weep for me, tiny mate,” he growls as I remain at his mercy, my body slick with sweat.
“Please,” I rasp, no longer thinking about the pain but only of my mate.
He moves his cock to my entrance. “Are you not afraid, mate?”
“Afraid?” I blink, remembering my worry from earlier.
Oh yeah. Because of how gigantic his cock is.
I should be scared, but it feels so right.
“No,” I say, and it’s the truth. Despite the gruffness of Raith’s monster, he doesn’t scare me.
And neither does that massive weapon between his legs. I bite my bottom lip.
“Good,” he growls. “Because this pussy is mine.”
He pushes the head of his cock inside me, and I gasp at the stretch. I cry out as my body shifts to accommodate him. The moment it does, he thrusts in deeper, the ridges of his cock sliding against my walls.
“Galen,” I whimper, my fingers clawing at the log as my monster slowly pumps in and out of me.
Galen had been watching silently, but he approaches when I call his name. The moment he’s close, I reach for him, but my mate eyes Raith’s monster warily.
“That might not be such a good idea, treasure. Raith’s monster isn’t so good at sharing,” he drawls.
As if in response, the monster growls like he’s only just tolerating Galen’s presence.
“You’re my mates,” I tell him. “He’s going to have to share sooner or later.”
“My tiny mate,” my monster growls possessively, and he thrusts himself in again, driving so deep I swear I see stars.
I reach for Galen again, and this time, he doesn’t stop me. His clothes disappear in a cloud of shadows, and I take his cock in my mouth. Galen groans as he fists my hair, his shadows licking over my skin and teasing my nipples.
Raith’s monster thrusts harder and faster, and soon the pain from earlier is completely gone as he finds a steady rhythm.
“My tiny mate. Mine to breed,” my monster growls. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I pant.
He slams harder into me, and we shatter together.
Wave upon wave of pleasure crashes into me as I find my release.
Galen spills into my mouth, and Raith’s monster continues thrusting into me, drawing out my pleasure.
At least, that’s what I think he’s doing at first. Even when we’ve stopped shuddering, my monster continues pushing his cock in and out of me, and I realize he’s determined to keep me stuffed with his release.
“No, death is never an option for you, tiny one,” my monster tells me. “I will fill you until your belly is swollen. We will have many little monsters.”
It’s…endearing in a weird way, but instinctively, I check I’m still wearing my academy ring, because now is not the time for monster babies.
Just the thought of the massive offspring Raith’s monster would create has me sweating, but I let him do his thing, allowing him to continue until he’s satisfied.
One of these days, someone really needs to explain to him that babies are impossible while wearing this ring.
I think then about how the pain from earlier is now completely gone. I tell myself that it was nothing. That maybe I’d imagined it. Yep, it’s totally fine, Shade.
Galen presses a soft kiss to my head, and he moves back, dressing himself in a neatly tailored black suit.
Raith’s monster lifts me from the log, and he takes me into his arms, nuzzling against my hair.
My eyes flutter, and I relax against him as he carries me back to my mates’ living room.
It’s not long after, and I’m clean and fully dressed, resting on the couch and draped across Raith’s lap.
My mate is back in his more human form, dressed in a fine black suit that matches Galen’s, and Galen sits on my other side.
My creature’s nest rests on my belly, and Knox and Thane are standing nearby.
I blink bleary-eyed up at Raith, and he gives me a lopsided grin. “Sorry ‘bout my monster, sunshine,” he rumbles, brushing his fingers through my hair.
My lips curve upward. “Don’t be. I like him.”
Raith laughs. “As long as I’m still your favorite.”
Galen’s eyes sparkle. “Oh, I don’t know. He’s growing on me too. I’d forgotten how fun your monster side is.”
The pair of them laugh together then, and I get the feeling I’m missing something.
“What?” I ask, not sure why the mood just got weird.
“Let’s just say my monster is way more fun now that you’re around,” Raith replies cryptically.
“Okay, then.” I have no idea what that means, and something tells me I might not want to know.
“If you’re up for it, we’d better head off,” Thane cuts in. “They’re waiting for us.”
“They?” I frown.
“The demon queen and her mates,” Knox replies. “They’re waiting in one of the private dining rooms.”