Page 37 of My Monster’s Keeper

She screams out and clamps around me, her pussy squeezing the damn life out of me. I snarl and force myself even deeper into the sweet fucking heaven I’m buried in.

Becky goes almost limp, but that doesn’t stop me. I pull out of her and swing her around, smugly taking in her pleasure-filled expression. With one arm around her ass, I use the other to cup the back of her neck. Vines shoot out of the ground, supporting her back and steadying us both.

She whimpers. The sounds make me harder. I reach down between us and grip both my cocks, stroke them hard and then push back into her.

Her eyes shoot wide open, and she lets out a ragged cry. I grit my teeth and withdraw before pushing back into her.

“Take it, warrior, I know you can,” I growl and pull her hips towards me, impaling her on my cocks. I stop moving for a moment, running my eyes over her face .

Her eyelids flutter, and she moans and clenches around me. I hiss and start moving again. The vines are holding us now, supporting her weight like that recliner she loves so much. Holding her exposed so that I can get to her.

A shadow rushes, and my hands are ripped off her neck. Her back falls and is caught by long fingers with tinted nails. Stix smiles in the moonlight.

“I think we should learn to share,” he murmurs.

Becky’s eyes widen. “Yes.”

I narrow mine, the urge to destroy the shadow raging with how good it feels to be buried inside her. My cocks win.

I grunt at him and thrust into her a few more times, but I look up and notice him murmuring in her ear. When he stands up, he undoes his pants and steps closer to her. Becky tilts her head back and opens her mouth.

My thrusts slow and finally stop as he edges closer. His monster cock with the barb poking out is in his fist. He strokes twice and then feeds it into her mouth.

I groan and pull half way out, only to slide back in. I can’t look away from the bulge in her throat. She’s like the tightest glove, but she’s wet and taking me perfectly and swallowing him, barb and all. She’s perfect.

She wants more.

I understand, I think. I look up at Stix and catch his eye. With no verbal communication, we start thrusting into her at the same time. I pull out and grip both my cocks together, looking at her gaping hole and the slick dripping off my dicks.

Fierce need drives me. I thrust back in, determined to make her mine.

She lets out a high, shrill whine, but she takes me. All of me.

My brain melts and explodes.

I close my eyes and resume fucking in time with Stix.

The sounds she was making before were bringing me close to the edge of my control, but watching her struggle to take his cock, hearing the sounds of her sucking, sends me over the edge. I slam into her and then reach up and grip her throat, putting pressure on them. I can feel him inside her.

It should be weird.

It’s fucking hot. Stix tilts his head back and groans. The Shadow King’s eyes roll, and his abs tense as he caresses her jaw.

“So good,” he murmurs .

I release my grip as he withdraws. Becky splutters, but she can’t lie to me. She’s dripping. She wants this. Her body responds to us exactly as it ought, and her eyes plead for more.

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.