Page 22 of A Monstrous World: The Complete Series

Chapter Seventeen

Emerson

I wake up as someone climbs into bed at my side. In my half-delirious state, my mind convinces me it's Alix. I roll over, thinking my ex has some explaining to do, but it's Laithe.

“Hey,” I murmur sleepily. “Oh, shit! It's daytime or about to be. What are you doing? Do you want to die?”

This house has large windows in nearly every room. The heavy curtains I installed in mine and Ember's rooms do offset some of the sunlight, but they don't block everything.

“It feels good to realize you don't truly want me dead,” Laithe murmurs, running his hand over the back of my head.

I stare at his gorgeous face, frowning because... “That's what you got from that?”

“Indeed,” he growls, pulling my mouth to his. His cool hand slides up the back of my shirt, and gripping a big handful of my ass, he yanks me to him. The way he kisses me, it's clear he isn't screwing around. He fucks his tongue into my mouth viciously.

I pull back, heaving for breath.

Laithe yanks me up and pulls my shirt off in one quick movement. He tosses it aside as I hit my back.

“Good morning, mate,” Arsyn says. He stretches out next to us with a cheeky smirk on his devastatingly handsome face. “Don't mind me. I'll just stay on my side and watch. Well, at least for now. I'm incredibly excited to test out my knot.”

Laithe snorts.

“I need to check on my kid,” I groan.

“Meena has her.” Laithe smirks. “She instructed me to pamper you.”

My breath quickens as I study him. His eyebrows rise like he's waiting for me to protest.

I open my mouth to do just that, because Ember is not her responsibility, but Lai leans over, flicking his tongue against my nipple in movements so rapid, my system doesn't know what to make of them at first.

He's been shirtless since I got home last night, or early this morning. I run my hands over the strong muscles of his shoulders and glance at my supposed mate. He's kicking away his jeans.

“Meena wants us to enjoy our bond this morning,” Arsyn says, nodding at Laithe. I assume he's telling him to get back to it.

Laithe scrapes his teeth over my breast, causing me to curve toward him.

Arsyn chuckles. His wings are arched behind him; it makes for an imposing sight.

Arsyn told Dread he didn't mind sharing, but what the hell does that mean? I thought mates were fiercely possessive and unwilling to share? How the hell did I end up bonded after knowing him for mere hours? And why the hell does he think Dread cares if he's open to sharing?

A strange warm feeling slides through my entire body.

As Laithe licks and kisses his way down my stomach, I fight the urge to push his mouth away.

I've never been especially self- conscious.

Not until I gained almost fifty pounds while I was pregnant and lost very little of it after giving birth.

I've always been thick, but pregnancy widened my hips and gave me juicier thighs.

I don't dislike my body; it's just intimidating to have two specimens of pure male perfection so close during the light of day. I'm pretty sure I have the kind of curvy frame that looks better with clothes on. That way, no one has to see the dimples and stretch marks.

“Spank her clit,” Arsyn snaps, rolling over to face me.

He slides his hand up my chest and caresses my pulse with his thumb as his grip tightens around my throat.

“I'll have you know, I find your curves extremely arousing.

And in case you haven't realized it yet, the bond extends much further than an unmatched level of physical desire for you. It allows me to share your thoughts and feelings.”

I gasp as Laithe does, in fact, land several stinging slaps to my clit.

Arsyn's wings flutter behind him as he hovers over the top half of my body. His claws barely dig into the tender skin of my throat, and it makes me shiver. His eyes swirl as he stares down at me.

He bites his lip and leans in close to my ear. “We have a lot to learn about each other. But one thing you'll discover is I won't allow that type of bullshit to stand. I'll chain you to the wall nude and allow everyone in The Den to watch as I fuck what's mine .” Arsyn nuzzles his cheek to mine.

“Shit,” Laithe hisses. “She likes the idea of that. I'm going to lick your sweet pussy now, little human.”

Arsyn pulls my mouth to his as Laithe blows a cool breath over my aching cunt. My nipples are so tight, they ache as they brush Arsyn's well-defined chest. His tongue swirls around mine as Laithe buries his face in my pussy and feasts.

A desperate whimper escapes around the kiss.

Arsyn smirks. “And I was going to watch? No, participating is so much more enjoyable.” His callused hands flick my nipples as Laithe works my clit with quick licks.

My left hand curves around Arsyn to Laithe's head.

I give Laithe's long hair a yank, and he laughs. “That's it, dirty girl, ride my face.” He immediately goes back to tongue fucking me with a vengeance.

“Fucking hell,” Arsyn says, cupping my tits. “They’re so heavy, but still so perky. You’re defying the laws of nature.”

I snort a very unladylike sound.

“I love your tits. Is it too early to say that? Oh well, I don’t care. Your tits are goddamn perfection,” Arsyn continues murmuring soft affirmations.

My cheeks heat, but my heart races. I’ve got a submissive streak that I’m not in the least bit ashamed of, and his words of praise are really hitting my sweet spot.

“Her pussy is pretty fucking amazing too,” Laithe muses, running his fangs over my inner thigh.

One second, Arsyn is leaning over me, and in the next, he lets out an oomph as he lands next to me.

Laithe chuckles. “Sorry, little human. I want to see your face when I make you come, not his ass.” Looking at Arsyn, he adds, “Your tail was wagging in my face, you fucker.”

Arsyn snorts. His face is close to my chest, and his forked tongue flicks out, wrapping around my nipple.

My hand stretches out, teasing his tail, because I know how much he likes it.

It's strange; it mostly feels like human skin, but a bit rougher.

He needs a moisturizer. I almost laugh, but Laithe does that thing where his tongue moves at super speed, and it causes me to moan long and loud.

He barely teases my opening with what I think are two fingers, but I can't see to be sure.

Electric zips of pleasure radiate through my entire body. Okay, I changed my mind. I think it's his thumb...maybe? I've got no clue, but Laithe again presses barely inside my opening as his cool tongue flicks over my clit, and I detonate.

Arsyn pops off my tit and pulls my mouth to his. His fingers tease my nipples, causing me to thrash like a damn lunatic. I'm overstimulated as hell. My body tightens over nothing as I convulse.

“Deeper,” I beg.

“No,” Laithe snaps. He continues to torment my clit, which makes me shiver like crazy.

My orgasm starts to subside, and he yanks me up, pulling me into his chest. He flips us over in a blink.

He's completely nude, and his hard cock bumps my ass as my hands land on his shoulders.

“Ride my cock like the good little fuck toy you are.”

My chest feels tight for a second. I glance at Arsyn. I don't even know why. For his approval? For his acceptance? He grins and nods. He has one huge hand wrapped around his cock as he jerks it teasingly. It's a crazy-hot image with his black claws looking a little deadly.

“Don't look at him.” Laithe fists my hair, pulling my face close to his. “Mates or not, no one owns you.” His other hand grips my hip, and he guides my pussy to his cock. “Except for me, when I'm owning your tight little body.”

I nearly scoff. There's nothing little about my form. None of that seems to matter as he thrusts inside me. He's so hard that I whimper. His grip on my hip is punishing as he yanks hard on my hair while slamming deep. It makes my nipples tighten even more.

Arsyn growls, “Fuck, I love watching your tits bounce.” He's got one hand wrapped around his knot, and the other works the head of his cock. His form is unreal. He's layered with lines of thick muscle. It seems like all of them flex as his forearm moves, working himself over.

“Eyes on me, little human,” Laithe barks.

He uses his feet on the bed to power up into me in deep strokes. My clit throbs as I tighten around his length. His grip on my hair causes my neck to arch. He’s got me tilted back as he powers into me, and it feels incredible.

Arsyn growls, sounding truly demonic, more than anything I’ve heard from him yet; it’s animalistic, sending my pleasure skyrocketing. My body physically reacts by getting even slicker.

“Fucking hell,” Laithe hisses. “She liked that. Gush all over me, dirty girl.”

Arsyn stretches beside us. He slides close to Laithe’s side and smirks. “Either flip her around, or I’m licking her clit like this.”

“You’re such a pain in the ass,” Laithe grumbles. In a blink, he pulls me off his cock and repositions me so I’m on my hands and knees, facing the end of the bed. He thrusts back inside me while I'm still attempting to determine which way is up. “That's it, tighten around me just like that.”

Arsyn pecks a quick kiss on my cheek before pulling me up until I'm kneeling with my back against Laithe's chest. He stretches out languidly and flicks his tongue over my clit. The rough texture does wild things to my pleasure level.

Laithe's arm clamps around my middle as I writhe against him. He has enough room he's able to thrust up into me, hitting my G-spot with each perfectly timed stroke. His other hand clamps over my mouth.

“I'm going to bite you,” Laithe murmurs against my cheek. “Fuck my seed into your womb and drink you down at the same time.”

I nod wildly. Laithe's fingers part my lips, and he shoves two thick fingers in my mouth.

“Mmm, yes. I do love the sound of that exchange. Your blood for my cum.” Laithe pulls my hair to the side with his free hand and strikes my neck with vicious efficiency.