Page 114 of My Monster’s Keeper

She frees one arm from the vines and reaches for Stix. He pushes back into her again. With each thrust, he gets faster and faster.

“Come in her. I want to see her swallow your essence,” I say to Stix. It’s the first words I’ve said, and I can’t hide my thirsty arousal.

I hold still, watching as he increases his speed. His hair hangs loose around his face, his other form flickers into being, and I moan as my cocks throb inside her. This, I want to see the real him fucking our girl.

Becky has her arms coiled around his waist, holding him to her. Her eyes stream with tears, but she doesn’t take her gaze from him.

I almost feel forgotten, but her eyes flick to me, pleading. A warmth fills my chest, and I think I might come apart, but then Stix growls deep in his throat. It’s animalistic and pure chaos.

He thrusts harder into her and stays there, his head tilted back, his hands shaking, fingers curling. His ecstasy is unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. I want to see it again.

I snarl as my knot thickens, bringing my release. It slams into my balls, drawing them up. I thrust deeper in her, flaring my wings wide and leaning down to suck hard on her breast. She screams around Stix's cock and tightens around me, while I send an unending load deep into my mate.

Time passes, and my knots deflate, but the urgent, violent feeling is still riding my blood stream.

I ease back, gently withdrawing from her. My cum seeps from between her legs. Stix appears next to me, bending close to her legs, looking deep into the core of her.

He makes a sound and then buries his face in between her legs, eating my essence and causing her to scream again. Blood redirects to my cocks, and I fist them, stroking slowly as Becky cries out for the mate who has his face buried in her cunt.

I consider what she did, and I look between them. I need to know.

I drop to my knees in front of the shadow creature and take his erect cock in my fist. I just want to try.

He rises up as the vines lift Becky higher, giving me space, and I feel his long fingers fan into my hair, grip, and pull.

“Suck it,” he orders.

I let out a warning growl but lean forward, taking him into my mouth.

He pushes into my mouth with a violent thrust, gagging me. Tears fill my eyes, but I stroke his base and tease that barb with my tongue. He tastes like the darkest shadows in the forest, and he smells like us.

“Fuck!” Stix hisses and starts eating Becky more voraciously.

I find myself struggling to meet the rhythm of his hips snapping into me, burying that cock down my throat. But then I get lost in the taste of him, the feel of him. In Becky’s cries, her fingers in my hair, urging me on. I concentrate on relaxing and drag him deeper into me.

Yes, this is what I need.

I fist my cock and close my eyes, submitting to the pandemonium of the night.

Chapter 34

Becky

I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to corner him and find out why he’s avoiding me. I just need to figure out how. My patience pays off, and I spot Frost sneaking into the kitchen. I scramble off Puppy and dart towards the door.

I slide into the kitchen in time to see him close the fridge door.

“You’re avoiding me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Frost says without looking at me.

I grind my molars and stare at the pale expanse of his shirtless back. I smile in a feral baring of my teeth.

“Am I really?”

Frost straightens, he turns his head warily in my direction. “I’m not avoiding you.”

“It would be nice if you could look me in the eye while you lie to me,” I frown. “I thought Fae couldn’t lie?”