7. All of You
Christy
I didn’t know cocks like this were an option.
I stretched around Ray and whimpered, pleasure rushing through me. I felt like I was on top of the world. After two earth-shattering orgasms, one would think I’d be finished. But now, Erik’s cocks were right in front of my mouth, Ray was inside me—and I was a selfish, needy girl.
They’d awakened this part of me. The one I kept locked away, my own little demon. The masochist, the whore, the deviant.
To the world, I was an opera singer. I was a classy woman, as so many men had labeled me. I lived my life by society’s rules and was very good at masking as a “normal” person.
But normal was so fucking boring.
Maybe it was finally knowing the world I’d grown up in had a giant secret, but something had shifted inside me in the last twenty-four hours. Knowing that monsters were real made me realize there was so much more I could be doing for myself, and in my life, outside of my career.
My mouth opened eagerly and I reached for one of Erik’s cocks. He moved closer, offering me the tip. I studied it for a moment, completely enchanted by the shape of him. Not quite human. And like Ray’s cock, the tip was slanted, he had ridges on the top and bottom, and it was thick. Thick and long.
Oh, and there was a second one.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Take me into your mouth, angel. Worship my cock. I know you want it. I know you need it.”
Ray slapped my ass again. Pain and pleasure careened through me as I met his thrusts, his ribbed cock sliding even deeper.
I wanted this so much. To be shared between them, my body sandwiched between the two sexy phantoms like I was their toy.
I should have kicked them both out and told them to never speak to me again now that I knew they’d been watching me for so long—but fuck it.
It turned me on in a way I knew made me a little bit of a freak, but I didn’t care. I just didn’t fucking care.
Their cocks felt too damn good.
I took Erik’s cock deeper into my mouth and stroked the second one right below it, whimpering as he bumped the back of my throat.
Ray growled, his hips driving faster until the three of us made a symphony of sound together.
I got lost in the feel of it all, the primal need deep inside me being satiated for the first time in ages.
Too long. It’d been far too long since I’d been with someone, and even then, sex had never made me feel like this.
I loved the way their growls sounded. Deep and rumbling in their chests, echoing through the room, baritone and possessive. Tears blurred my vision as he kept throat-fucking me, claws tangling with my hair.
“Fuck, look at her,” Erik grunted. “Look at that perfect mouth getting so dirty on a monster’s cock.”
Spit dripped down my chin as I stared up at him, tears rolling down my cheeks. I could have tapped his thigh if I needed either of them to stop, but I didn’t want that. At all.
Their thrusts were brutal. But the way his hand slid beneath my chin was so incredibly gentle. The way he looked at me, a monster so cruel, a creature who craved darkness—it made me feel like I was the center of the universe.
Ray shuddered behind me and Erik suddenly pulled back. I reached for him, but I was yanked back, arms wrapping around my waist and lifting me. I squealed as Ray laid back on the blankets and suddenly—I was on top of him.
“Flip her over,” Erik demanded.
I was lifted and adjusted like a sex doll. My hands planted on Ray’s chest as his cock slid back inside me. Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I heard the sound of a bottle of lube. How Erik knew where I kept that wasn’t really a mystery. Both of them had probably watched me masturbate countless times. They probably knew where my fucking sex toys and supplies were kept.
Still, it was a little unnerving to hear the lube bottle open. Ray knotted his fingers in my hair, keeping my head forward and eyes on him.
The two of them were so in sync. I was convinced they were communicating another way, but I’d ask about that later. Because Ray shook his head slightly as if he were answering someone, but I hadn’t spoken and neither had Erik.
“Erik,” Ray grunted, scowling.
Erik ignored his protest as he joined us on the bed. I tried to look back again but Ray didn’t let me go.
“Release me,” I grumbled.
“No,” he said simply.
I dragged my nails over his chest, but he only smiled at me.
“Careful,” Erik whispered in my ear.
I jumped, not realizing how close he was.
“If you draw his blood it’ll only make me want to feed off you, and it’s far too soon for that.”
“Feed off me?” I rasped.
I felt the prick of his teeth on my shoulder, a light nibble. “Yes. Phantoms like blood, like vampires.”
Ray bared his fangs at Erik. “What he is not saying is that to bite you could trigger a mating bond which would not be okay to do without your consent.”
A mating bond. My head spun as Erik’s hands glided down my back to my hips. He cupped my ass cheeks, humming to himself, ignoring us.
“Is he always like this?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ray muttered. “Yes, he is.”
“Like what?” Erik asked as he shoved me down onto Ray. I gasped as my breasts pressed against his chest. “Commanding? Demanding? Dominant? As if both of you don’t crave my madness.”
“You do not know me,” I bit out as he dropped lube onto my ass.
“I know you better than you can imagine.”
I started to curse at him, but then his fingertips pressed against my ass and I gasped. Ray’s arms circled around me, holding me in place, his cock still buried to the hilt while Erik teased me.
“Let me go,” I rasped.
He nuzzled my neck, his tongue hot against my skin. “No.”
Fuck, I was about to get tag-teamed by them. I shivered as Erik continued to tease me, my pussy pulsing around Ray. It was a good thing I liked anal play because otherwise there’d be no fucking way this was happening.
I gasped as he pushed one finger inside me, the pressure making my eyes roll back.
“I’m not sure you’ll fit,” I whimpered.
“I will. You’ll eventually take both.”
His confidence sent a shiver up my spine. Hearing him say that made me realize that they’d want to do this again. They’d want to do all of this again.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Shhh,” Ray crooned against my ear. “Be a good girl and relax for us, angel.”
I went limp against him, my eyes shutting as I focused on the sensations. His arms were vices around me, but it made me feel safe. I liked that he held me in place, even as I cursed them both under my breath.
After a few minutes of simply teasing me, I was a fucking mess. I writhed against Ray, trying to move my hips, hungry for them to fuck me. But he kept me so still, and Erik did not listen to me when I begged him to fuck me.
“Please,” I moaned. “Please. I need you inside me.”
No answer from the bastard.
I growled, and that made Ray chuckle.
So I bit him. Right on the neck as hard as I fucking could. But before I could break skin, Erik grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back as if I were a kitten and he was picking me up by my scruff.
“No,” he growled. “Not yet. You risk so much you do not understand.”
I was being unreasonable, maybe, but I didn’t even care. I bucked against them, which earned me a slap on one ass cheek, and then another.
I liked frustrating them. Especially Erik. I could push him, I realized, and that . . . that made me wet.
“I bet you don’t even fuck that well,” I taunted Erik. His grip on my hair tightened and I smiled, breathless. “I bet Ray is better at it. I bet—”
“She’s getting wet from pissing you off,” Ray said, smirking up at me. “She’s turned on by it.”
“Fuck you,” I snapped at him.
“I have no patience for this brattiness,” Erik grunted.
The head of his cock pressed against my ass and he didn’t hold back.
I cried out as he drove forward, forcing his way into me.
I’d never been stretched and stuffed at once like this before, and I gasped for air.
Countless sensations rushed through me as Erik stopped, his cock inside me, rubbing against Ray’s through the thin skin there.
I could feel their ridges. Fuck, I could feel everything.
“Are you okay?” Ray asked gently.
“Yes,” I said, biting my lower lip. I hummed as I forced myself to relax, trying to ease all my muscles.
“Take a deep breath,” Ray said. “If we need to stop—”
“No,” I bit out. I looked over my shoulder at Erik and wasn’t surprised to see his form was slowly changing. “I want all of you.”
Erik bared his fangs at me, and maybe it should have frightened me. Maybe I should have realized that this was the most unthinkable scenario I’d ever been in and that Erik or Ray could end me if they wanted. Their fangs were sharp, their claws even sharper. They were strong. Unbelievably strong.
But I just didn’t fear him.
I wanted him.
I wanted every monstrous part of him.
They started to move together, our bodies tangled. They held me together, Erik kissing my spine while Ray guided one of my nipples to his mouth. I cried out, lost in the all-consuming pleasure burning through me like a wildfire.
My body stretched around them as their cocks pushed in and out of me. I whimpered, my nails digging into Ray’s shoulders, my head tossing back. Erik sucked along my neck, undoubtedly leaving marks.
“You can’t mark me there,” I gasped. “They’ll see.”
“And they’ll know you are ours.”
“Fuck,” I gasped.
My hips moved, an orgasm feathering my core, teasing me as they used me however they wanted. They were rough and needy and it felt like there were years of pent-up desire unraveling between us.
How long have they waited for me?
I cried out as I finally came, and in that moment, heat gushed through me. Cum burst inside me from both of them, their voices harmonizing together.
And just like that, I’d been claimed by the two phantoms who’d been stalking me for months.