Page 130 of Monsterland Mayhem

I can feel Craze through the thin wall inside her. He’s taking her ass with abandon, while I pump up into her pussy with the same savage vigor.

And Krolic… he’s utterly lost to her mouth.

She’s struggling to breathe, but if it’s bothering her, she doesn’t show it. She just revels in the moment, her tight little cunt squeezing the hell out of my dick.

Our Omega is going to come.Hard.

I circle her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge, needing to feel her channel tighten around me. Wanting her claim just as much as I want to claim her in kind.

“That’s it, Miss Marvel,” I tell her. “We caught you. Which means you’re ours. Now show us what that means and come for us.”

Craze roars, fucking her harder.

Krolic’s grip on his knot looks almost painful.

All while our Omega writhes, taking us like she was made for this moment.

“Now, Ailsa,” I command, pinching her clit. She jolts, then screams as I release it with the word “Come.”

Her ecstasy is like a tidal wave of heat, her body strung tight and exploding between us. It’s a beautiful fucking sight that instantly has my knot surging up from my shaft as my tattoos begin to swirl inside her, massaging her in the most intimate of ways.

Her eyes widen.

My lips curl.

“Hang on to me, Miss Marvel,” I purr, my knot erupting as my seed pours into her. “You’re about to see the stars.”

Craze follows us over the edge next, his knot shooting into her ass and drawing a scream of shock from our Omega.

A scream that morphs into something else entirely as Krolic starts coming down her throat.

She starts to panic, her eyes wild, but a simple twist of my hips grounds her right back into her rapturous state.

“Swallow, Miss Marvel,” I tell her, my thumb drawing a line down her throat. “Our king has a lot for you to take. Just keep swallowing until he’s done.”

Her nails bite into my shoulders as she clings to me, clearly overwhelmed. But as she gives in to the orgasmic spiral again, she loosens her grip and relaxes just like I’ve told her to do.

“Fuck, baby girl,” Krolic whispers reverently as her throat works over and over again. “Fuck. I’m going to keep coming on her tits.”

That part is for me, the warning a second before he pulls out of her mouth to stroke himself over her chest. I move my hand away from her neck at the same time, letting him claim her breasts while I continue to unload in her sweet cunt.

She’s barely coherent, lost to the oblivion created by our joint efforts.

When Krolic puts his dick back at her mouth, she parts her lips and keeps drinking while he squeezes his knot. Then he lets his seed go down her throat and shoulders, marking her as his.

It’s fucking exquisite.

The fiercest fuck of my life.

And we get to do it again as soon as we finish.

Knowing that has me pulling our Omega in for a kiss. She’s drenched in Krolic’s essence, but I don’t fucking care. I need to worship this woman with my tongue. Tell her how much I appreciate this gift. This experience. Thiseverything.

Craze is next, his fingers twining through her hair as he yanks her back to fuck her mouth with his tongue.

He drags his teeth along her lip, biting down in a way that will surely bruise, then kisses her again while filling her ass with his claim.

Krolic is last. But he doesn’t take her with his mouth. Instead, he feeds her his dick again and says, “Don’t swallow.”