Page 33 of Monster's Naughty List

And we would. I would let them incite the emotions they needed in me to feed themselves whenever they needed. The rest we would figure out as we went.

I guess that made them as crazy as I was, for feeling like I’d forever be missing something vital with them gone.

They were here, and they were staying. They were mine.Holy shit.

“Will you have us?” Del asked, the vulnerability that we had fought tooth and nail for him to be comfortable displaying, evident in his uncertain tone.

Bringing my index finger to my lip, I tapped it a few times and narrowed my eyes, looking between them as if deep in thought. I knew my answer, but I couldn't pass up the prime opportunity to make them sweat for just a few seconds.

A grin broke out on my face as I yelled, “Of course!”

Their bodies visibly relaxed, and my eyes flew open as they all simultaneously retracted their armor, leaving their delicious bodies on full display for me. I licked my lips.

Merry Christmas to me, indeed.

“Oh, and Vixen,” Del said, pausing as he brought a paper that took a moment for me to recognize from the kitchen bar top into my line of sight. “We found this.”

It was my project that started all of this. The paper that had “Naughty or Nice: Which am I?” scrawled across the top.

They walked towards me, crowding me between their bodies, my own body quickly understanding where this was going as a heat rushed through to my pussy.

Oz leaned down to nip my ear, and his words made me smirk, giving my original question a whole new meaning.

“We all know you’re definitely on our naughty list, baby girl.”

I never wanted to be on the nice list ever again.