Page 19 of Monsters in My Bed
He shoves me off his lap, catching me before I crash to the floor, and twists me around by my hair to face him. Still fisting the curly mess, he yanks my head back, exposing my neck and thrusting my breasts upward. His tongue lashes out, a monstrous duality to his still mostly human face—minus the teeth and eyes.
His cock juts between us, a large, purple leviathan, and I lick my lips. My gaze pleads for him to let me have a taste, but Mark cruelly keeps me in his grasp, head pulled back. I squeeze my legs together in an attempt to alleviate the pressure building between them. The slickness coating the insides of my thighs beckons my monster to come and play.
When Mark’s tongue dips down for a taste, I sigh in relief. In a flash, he pulls me up, jarring me with the constant shift of positions. He settles me over his lap, his dick tucked between our bodies at my left side. His top-half is still in human form, but the lower half is all Vasura. Big, muscled, and powerful.
The base of his cock sports the ridges that I so love sliding inside my pussy, but no balls. It’s interesting that Mark gets to experience the two different forms of genitalia between his human and monster sides. Any further mental exploration is cut off when Mark swings a hand down to slap across the exposed cheeks of my ass.
The sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoes around the room, as does our mutual moans. I forgot how much I loved to be spanked by him—and how much he enjoys doing it. His Vasura is naturally dominant, the antithesis to everything Mark tried to be in human form. Just as I’m learning new sides of myself through my sexual journeys with my mates, so is Mark with me. He realizes that it’s ok to give into his darker side now and again because it’s always accompanied by his infamous restraint.
Mark delivers two more smacks before spreading my legs apart. My right one slides off his knee to brace on the floor, kicking them open even more. Mark inhales sharply before exhaling on another hiss. This time when he spanks me, it lands right over my pussy and clit. A scream into the top of his thigh, clawing at the silky bed sheets to keep from coming at the contact. This earns a snarl from the man torturing me.
“I smell you, Alexis. Don’t even think about coming without permission.”
I bite my lip to keep from whimpering. “What happens if I do?”
“You’re such a bad girl. Do you really want to see what all of us tormenting you at once feels like?”Tough question because I kind of do.“We both know I’m going to let you come. If this were any of your other mates, you might not be so lucky.”
“Vizruk and Osz would let me come!”
“Another time, maybe, but remember I’m punishing you for them. If they were in here, you would be a trembling mess of wet need from how much they kept you on edge. So behave. Or else, I’ll take the babies and let them finish what I started.”
This shuts me up.
In another swift movement, Mark sits me upright, spinning me to face outward, my back once more pressed against his chest. I watch in fascination as he shifts completely back into human form, his cock still impressively big but not monstrous. He pushes on the small of my back until I lean forward, my head falling down and my long hair sweeping to the ground.
My ass lifts off his lap, and my fingertips kiss the floor. Mark’s hands scoop under the back of my thighs to simultaneously lift me into the air and spread them apart. The maneuver impresses me, but I barely have time to appreciate it before Mark lowers me onto his length. Even in human form, it’s a tight fit.
Luckily, I’m gushing from his teasing and the tip slides in. When I’m halfway down, he stalls me from slipping any further, gripping my hips. His fingers morph into talons, biting into my flesh to keep me still. And then he does the absolute unthinkable—Mark changes his lower half back into his Vasura.
I scream as his cock triples in size, stretching my pussy walls in rapid assault. The sharp pain overtakes my brain, lighting up all my pleasure centers at the same time. As if able to gauge what I need, Mark wraps his tongue around my front, titillating my clit. A combination of his touch there and the top ridges of his cock pressing into me bring me to the brink.
“Please, Mark!”
“Come for me, Alexis.”
Tears prick my eyes as sweet relief courses through my body and I do as he says. He growls in my ear as my pussy constricts around his length. He bounces me up and down until I’m almost fully seated. When I lean forward for a look, I swear I nearly come again at the sight of his dark purple cock dripping from my wetness, my core spread to its limits.
“What do you see?”
In halting words, I paint the erotic image of our joined bodies, enjoying Mark’s pants as he becomes more and more aroused. By the time I finish, he’s completely shifted into his monstrous form, trembling with suppressed need. In return, I quake with the knowledge that I’m seconds away from Mark losing control…
And then he does.
With a roar, he picks me up and slams me on the bed, shoving my face into the mattress without ever pulling out. He fucks me from behind with rapid thrusts that go so deep inside of me, I see stars. His tongue lashes out, curling around my breasts as if hugging me there like a pet python. Or maybe to hold me more firmly in place while he jackhammers back and forth.
“Are you going to come on my cock again like a good girl?” I whimper in answer, and he snarls. “Then do it. Be my good. Fucking. Girl. And. Come.”
He punctuates his last sentence while plunging into my pussy, and I explode. I hope these walls are insulated from sound because I don’t want to wake the babies, but I don’t have a prayer’s chance of holding anything back at this point. The grooved ridges that encircle the lower half of Mark’s dick serrate through my warmth, the jagged texture extending my orgasm.
Before I can fully come down, Mark twists me around until I’m flat on my back, panting at the corkscrew his cock just did inside of me. His glowing orange gaze captivates me as he reaches to pin my arms above my head, slamming his entire length back into my pussy. I gasp, arching into his massive body as he kisses me, his sharp teeth nicking the corner of my mouth.
Instantly, he pulls back, his tongue lapping at the wound. “Ssssorry. I’m going too fassst.”
His monster is riding him hard, and I know he’s close. He needs to come as well as mark me again. Without words, I lean up and kiss him with the same ferocity, hoping he knows that I’m not as breakable as I look. I can take anything that he throws at me, and I don’t mind if he gets a little rough.
When he groans, his head dropping into the crook of my neck and his hips spasming out of control, I know he took the hint. He races me to another peak, but this time when I fall, he joins me. His guttural cries mingle with my own as he rears back and slashes an X over my heart just like before.
Fireworks detonate in my head, the same colors as my mates’ vibrant eyes, reminding me of them all as my body pulses with the aftershocks of my orgasm. My heart races, and I pull Mark back on top of me, wrapping my arms over his shoulders as his cock continues to fill my pussy to the brim with his seed.
