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My hands haven’t left Pennie’s body and as I grip his massive cock again, running my fingers over the ridges and rougher parts beside the smooth scales, my body thrums with need and want and hope.

“Pennie,” I say breathily.

“Yes, my Lady?”

“Sex was always a letdown, always better in the movies than it ever was in reality.” I bite my lip but then abruptly lean forward and nibble on Pennie’s lip instead, while his hands on my thighs tighten their hold.

Oh… the taste of his lips—it pulls me closer until our mouths are open and we’re kissing for the first time. The first magical, mind-blowing Pennie kiss. The flavor of him is indescribable, like something as rich and decadent as crème brûlée but even better. I feast on him as he feasts on me.

When he pulls back, his smile is wicked. “You were saying about your underwhelming sexual history?”

“Yes, right, it was a total letdown.”

A cocky grin lands on his exotic and compelling face. “I assure you thatIwon’t be aletdown, if that is where your delightful mind is wandering.”

My gaze remains locked on his lips as my hands continue to move along his dangerously thick length. “How can you be so sure?”

“How would you feel about postponing this conversation for an hour, maybe two or three, possibly twelve? I think you’ll have a better frame of reference at that time.”

“You’re very confident,” I whisper.

“Yes, I am,” Pennie says, while Bastien adds, “For entirely good reason.”

Bastien considers me, such knowing in his eyes, such care. “Mistress, let us make up for all that’s been lacking in your life. The four of us want nothing more than to be everything for you. Allow Pennie to show you all he’s dreamt of sharing with you.” In a blurted statement that appears to take him by surprise, Bastien says, “His fantasies are quite detailed.”

My mouth falls open and then I grin. “Did he act them out with you?” I tease, while both Pennie and Bastien blush, appearing unquestionably guilty. “You did, didn’t you?! Was there role play? Iloverole play.”

Both of them pinch their lips closed while I giggle, my chest warm, my happiness like a stranger who just so happens to be my true love.

Finally, Bastien relents. “I’ll only say this. Iknowthe bliss he intends to share with you. And no matter whatwedid together, there’s a part of him he’s never shared because it already belonged to you.”

I’m staring at Pennie’s miraculous face, foreign and yet already beloved, his expression sensual and confident, but also suddenly open like a window into that hidden part that’s been waiting for me. Through that glimmering window, I see the power of his belief coupled with the enormity of his hope for a future where we can explore all the different connections love can bring.

In his open gaze, I see all that I dream of—that I’ve always dreamt of—and I know that I’m not just in this pool fondling any monster’s divinely huge cock. No, this is much more than just a sexual escapade-filled vacation inMonster Land.

This is Pennie, Bastien, and Bianca’s first date… in a steamy pool, within a sparkling cavern, deep inside Clumberton Castle.

I release one hand from Pennie’s ample equipment and raise it to rest on his smooth and rough cheek. “Show me, Pennie. I’m ready to finally know what bliss feels like. One thing though—am I likely to end up knocked up with Pennie/Bianca babies? Just curious.”

Pennie snorts, a goofy smile forming. “You are everything, my Lady. Your humor is delicious, as amazingly engaging as your mind and body. And no, you will not end up impregnated, not from any of us, until our situation is settled. We monsters control such things, no matter what your fertile body might desire.”

I sigh. “That’s fabulous because I want all the fun with none of the responsibility.”

“As it should be.”

For just a moment, Pennie’s expression becomes solemn. “Thank you, Lady Bianca, for the gift of your trust. Someday, I hope we can sufficiently repay you for your willingness to daringly step into our lives. You are the answer to all our prayers.”

I don’t say a word because my throat is tight, but I lean to kiss him, soft and languid, gentle and true. Then I murmur in his ear, “Bliss now, my Pennie.”

His moan emerges from deep in his chest and his hands grip me with force. Instead of ramming me on his cock like I was kind of hoping for, he spins me so that my back is against his chest. He pulls my legs apart, resting my calves over his legs, and then spreads them as wide as they can go. Then his hand is at my pussy, his thick fingers penetrating me while his mouth seizes my neck, sucking hard enough that my unrestrainable cries echo through the cavern.

I’m undulating against him, my pelvis canting to chase his fingers that breach my opening and then depart in smooth motions. He forms a rhythm that my body obeys without much thought on my end. In and out. One finger. Two. Three. Four. In one sudden move, his entire hand pushes inside me and I’m screaming with pleasure, my arms flailing wildly until Bastien’s feathered hands catch them, catch me.

“Ahhh…ohhh… Pennie… don’t stop… don’t stop… whatever you do,don’tstop.” His cadence doesn’t change and my body is his. My breathing comes in ragged, perfect gasps that are going to leave my voice perfectly raw.

I feel it, the ecstasy flowing through me like a waterfall plunging over me, washing away everything that isn’t this moment. It’s his oil. I know his oil is making this unlike anything any human could ever do to or for another human, but it’s also the pressure, the fullness. I have never felt connected to someone like I do right now—with Bastien’s song singing triumphantly inside me and Pennie literally inside me, the two of us becoming one in a fantastical way. His hand is huge and yet it moves inside me so powerfully I swear we are in fact one person, like extra limbs we didn’t know we’d lost but are gleeful to have suddenly found.

“Pennie… Pennie… ohh, please…”