Chapter 28 – Medusa
MEDUSA
Medusa
I can’t believe both babies are asleep. Seriously. I love the little angels, but this mama could use a break. I swear they’ve got their father’s energy… which is just exhausting.
Galena slips quietly into the room. I give her a smile I know is tired-looking.
She creeps over to their cribs, looks down, and smiles. That’s one thing. Even though I’m getting a little stir-crazy, staying in one place for this long, it’s kind of amazing. Everyone treats me, and my daughters, like we’re miracles.
My guys say it’s because of how rare daughters are, and because they’re basically one of our few shots of making sure gargoyles don’t become extinct. But either way, it’s nice to know my girls will be completely beloved and protected by an entire race.
Galena sighs softly and comes to where I’m sitting in a rocking chair. “Go on then, go take a break. I got it.”
I tense, excited at the thought of freedom, but also nervous about leaving them. “You sure?”
She smiles. “I can handle two sleeping babies.”
I nod and force myself to stand and grab my stuff, then stuff it in a bag and fling it over my shoulder.
I give one lingering look at them, then slip out the door.
My guys have built a ladder onto the treehouse for me, so I don’t have to wait for one of them to fly me down. Even if they don’t like me using it.
Starting down the rungs, I have one second to gasp, before someone plucks me off. I turn and spot Forrest, who’s grinning like a madman.
I shake my head. “Quit doing that!”
He laughs. “Who’s watching the kids?”
I hesitate. “Galena.”
I feel him stiffen. “Surely one of us can—“
“She’s trying to give us a break,” I emphasize, hoping he can read between the lines. “Didn’t you guys go to bathe?”
He shifts me in his arms, and I can see his frown. “Are you sure she can handle them?”
I almost roll my eyes. “At least long enough for us all to relax together.”
He nods, his expression far away. “I guess.”
We fly to the most private waterfall, and I feel a rush of excitement when I spot my guys already bathing in the waters. They look up at us as we land, and my pulse picks up. Man, it’s been awhile since I saw so much of their skin. So much muscular arms and muscular chests…
“Who’s with the babies?” Byron immediately barks.
“Galena,” I tell him calmly.
He immediately heads for the shore. “I can go—“
I sigh and place my hands on my hips. “You’ll stay right there. The babies will be fine without us for a few minutes.”
My guys exchange a look. Byron sinks back into the water, but he looks irritated.
Okay, it looks like they aren’t going to figure this out without some help.
I reach for the bottom of my shirt. “She’s going to give us some time to get cleaned up on our own.
” I pull my shirt off. “To get a break from the babies.” I reach for my comfy pants and pull them off too.
Even though I can feel all eyes on me, I pretend not to notice as I strip off my underwear and bra. “And enjoy some time. Alone.”
Splashing into the water, I sigh as the warm water rushes over me. This is what I’ve been waiting for. Well, this, and some dick. A lot of dick.
It’s been two months since I gave birth, and I’ve been given the green light for some action. And I’m so glad… I was about to lose my freakin’ mind. But if my guys think I’m going to beg for it, they have another thing coming.
I grab some of the flowers that bloom near the water and crush them in my hands. Immediately, I’m overwhelmed by the sweet smell. Like chocolate.
This place… it’s fucking amazing.
I rub the flowers together until they foam in my hand, and then I run it through my hair and sweep it over my flesh. Trying to be casual, I glance at my guys out of the corner of my eyes. Sure enough, they’re all watching me.
Moving onto my breasts, I lather the soap over the mounds, and linger over my nipples, before I sink down into the water and wash it off. When I emerge, someone is directly behind me. I spin to find Byron staring down at me.
“Need any help?”
“Help with what?” I ask, innocently.
He raises a brow. “Getting washed up.”
I shrug. “No, I’m good.”
Reaching behind him, I grab more flowers, crush them up, and continue cleaning myself. My stomach… and lower.
His gaze follows my progress.
When I sink under the water, I’m suddenly face-to-face with his aroused dick. Unable to help myself, I take him in my mouth and start to suck. His cock swells in my mouth, and I suck him slowly before finally coming up for air.
He’s panting as I emerge. His eyes darkened by desire. “That was… unexpected.”
I reach out and curl my hand around him. “Well, when a giant dick gets that close to my face, I have to do something about it.”
Forrest moves closer. “If you’re looking for a giant dick…”
I grin and look down. Sure enough, he’s hard and absolutely delicious looking.
I reach out and start to stroke him, too. Forrest sighs loudly, and closes his eyes, his hips moving slightly with each stroke of my hands.
Someone grabs me from behind. I gasp and turn to see Marcus. He gives me a pointed look. “Did the healer say that we can…?”
“Yup,” I say.
I feel him shudder behind me. “She’s sure you’ll be safe?”
“Yup.” I gently rub my ass against his erection.
He reaches around and grasps my breasts, holding them in his hands. I lean back against him and continue stroking my gargoyles.
When Harold comes to stand at my other side, he tilts my head toward him, and his lips seize mine. His touch is harsh and demanding, his tongue sweeping inside as if to claim me. Marcus’ fingers pinch my nipples, and I moan against Harold’s lips.
I haven’t stopped stroking my men when Byron reaches forward and parts my lower lips. My legs shake as he strokes me gently, slipping into my folds, and dancing along my clit. My nerves scream with each touch of his fingers.
Oh yes, I knew this would be good, but I forgot just how good. How in the hell did I go so long without sex?
Harold breaks our kiss. And Byron lifts my legs and wraps them around his waist.
From behind me, I feel Marcus spreading my ass cheeks. Byron captures my mouth again as Marcus slowly pushes deep inside of me.
My nails dig into Byron’s shoulders, and I pant into his mouth, the hard peaks of my nipples brushing against his skin.
When Marcus reaches his hilt, he grasps my thighs and pulls me back from my other men. He lies down on the shore, his dick fully buried into my ass. Byron quickly lies on top of me, and presses his tip into my pussy.
I’m breathing hard, feeling overwhelmed. My nerves are singing, my pleasure building. Having them both inside of me again feels like nothing else. As Byron sinks deeper, the feelings intensify.
Harold tilts my head back, pulling me from Byron’s kiss. He and Forrest stand to the sides of my head. Within seconds, Harold angles his cock down and pushes himself into my mouth. His movements are possessive and intense as he dips in over and over again, each time going deeper.
I’m shocked when Forrest tilts me slightly, and then my lips widen as he slips himself into my mouth too. The fit is so fucking tight. But I’m aroused out of my mind, feeling two dicks pressed together, fighting for dominance in my mouth.
They each grab one of my breasts tightly, and they press in deeper, hard and faster.
Marcus and Byron start to fuck me. Not gentle, not making love, but fucking me hard and fast. I’m completely at their mercy, not even able to do more than shift to take them deeper.
I’m just sandwiched between them, the luckiest fucking woman in the world.
Four big cocks inside of me, four men deliciously capable of pushing me to the edge.
My orgasm builds higher and higher. It grows so intense I’m almost nervous to let it go, to give in. But I don’t have a choice. Pleasure sings through me. Two giant dicks pump in and out of my mouth. Two giant dicks pound into my pussy and ass.
My men start to swear. I feel them swelling.
Feeling my men so close to their own orgasms sends me over the edge, and I come in an overwhelming explosion of sensations, keening wildly around the shafts in my mouth. My orgasm triggers my men and the grip me tightly as they fill every part of me with their delicious cum.
My men come too, gripping me tightly, filling every area of my body with their delicious cum. None stop pumping, not until I’ve sucked the dicks in my mouth clean, not until Byron and Marcus have spent every drop of their seed.
Exhausted, we collapse and lay together on the shore, our bodies partially in the water. Two dicks still inside of me.
“That was… nice,” I say.
“Nice?” Byron raises a brow. “That was fucking epic.”
I shrug, trying not to grin. “It was pretty good.”
Forrest lies back, his hands behind his head, looking pleased as hell. “I guess she might need another round to decide.”
“That could work,” I say, laughing.
In this moment, I’m ridiculously happy. I have two babies. I have four amazing men. Basically, I have a better life than I ever thought possible.
“Shit!” Someone exclaims.
I look up to see Benjamin, the head of the guards staring at us with shocked eyes.
“Fucking look away!” Byron shouts.
Benjamin’s gaze jerks to the trees. “Uh, Galena said the babies woke up.”
I sigh. I guess we’ll have to wait a little while for round two.
Benjamin slinks back into the trees, and I watch as my big, naked gargoyles climb out of the water. Oh my, those are very nice asses.
Marcus catches my gaze and grins. “See something you like?”
I laugh and shake my head. I can’t believe I once thought being a monster meant I couldn’t be happy. My happiness fades, and I think about the other female monsters. Those ladies are like my sisters. I wish I could find a way to bring them this kind of happiness too.
Stepping out of the water, I dress. When the babies are old enough, maybe we can travel a little. We could visit everyone and give them a little hope.
Harold sweeps me into his arms, and I shriek. “Come on, we’ve got babies waiting!”
My thoughts return to my beautiful children as we launch into the air. I don’t know if they’ll be fully gargoyles, when they get old enough to shift, or if they’ll be something else, but I know they’ll have my love and the love of their four protective fathers.
And what more could two little girls need?