Page 130 of My Monster's Keeper
I’m rotated onto my back, my limbs stretched out and then held in place, exposed and unable to move.
Puppy follows me, his yellow and black eyes blazing with inner light. He steps between my legs and pushes into me.
I groan. The stretch of him is incredible.
“My Grim, Puppy, please.”
He snarls and violently thrusts into me before pausing, buried deep. He grinds his hips in a circle, pressing against my clit. I thrash my head from side to side, but then he’s picked up as well and tilted back. I fall on him and press my lips to his.
I’m barely aware of anything else until another person presses into me from behind.
“I’m going to give you a choice.”
I pull away from Puppy and turn my head so I can see Wilder behind me. He kisses my shoulder and grazes his teeth along the skin.
“What choice?” I pant.
“You can have me and Puppy at the same time, or I can take your ass with both my cocks.”
My eyes widen. “I don’t think-”
“Oh, I’ll fit, don’t you worry. You can take us,” Wilder purrs. “So, what’s it going to be?”
I open and close my mouth because I can’t possibly make that decision.
“She wants you inside with me and in her ass,” Puppy growls. “Her cunt has turned to liquid.”
I blush. “You’re loving it,” I snap back defensively, although it comes out whiny.
Puppy bares his teeth in a smile. “I am. It’s mine.”
“Ours,” Wilder growls, and when Puppy pulls out, he pushes in with him. I’m so wet and aroused that, even though there is an almost painful stretch, he slips inside me. My eyes are wide, and all I can do is feel.
“This is nuts,” I moan.
“You’re so good, taking us both,” Wilder purrs in my ear. He pulls out a bit, and then I feel his other cock pressing into my ass.
I whimper.
“It’s going to be okay, Becks. You were made for us,” Wilder whispers.
Inch by slow inch, the two of them work their way into me until I’m fuller than I’ve ever been. They pause inside me at their deepest.
Like the moment before a storm crashes the city.
I’m in the eye of their hurricane.
By some unspoken agreement, they pull out together and surge back in. My groan is guttural, it’s raw, it’s some other sexed up woman. It’s not me. I cling to Puppy, kissing his neck and shoulder, delirious in the feelings and all the sensations.
Wilder reaches around, slipping his hand in between us and squeezing my breast.
Puppy’s eyes narrow. He snaps his hips into me, and Wilder and I groan simultaneously. His lips lift, and he does it again and again. Wilder isn’t even moving now, his cocks are buried inside me, and he just holds on and groans in my ear.
“Puppy,” he grits out.
My Grim smirks, and shadows gather under my thighs, pulling my legs up and out. I sink deeper onto Wilder, who shudders against my back, leaving a hot trail of open-mouthed kisses along my neck.
“Damn competitive shadows,” Wilder growls, and then, when Puppy seats himself in me fully, Wilder flips the tables on him, and I see the Grim’s eyes go wild.
