Page 39 of Monsters in My Bed
My green-eyed monster glares at my half-human, half-Vasura mate. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Normally, we respect one another when we still need time to work through something we’re feeling, but today, Mark presses on. “It’s because you’ve been feeling possessive, right?”
Seriq sighs and nods. He’s come so far—all of my trium has—working on overcoming the core negativity that he was born from, but flare-ups happen. When they do, we work together to find productive outlets to release some of the pent-up emotion.
For Nerazi, this usually means being a shithead, pulling silly pranks with the children that bring them endless amusement. The rest of us… not so much. Last week, he taught them how to shrink their shadow forms to hide behind human graves, scaring teens who came to vandalize the tombstones or worse—fuck. My yellow-eyed mate argues he’s teaching our kids something productive, since the human teens were up to no good. Now he and the twins are banned for a week from using the portals.
Xhoshad needs to boss people around, micromanaging everything until he pushes one of us too far. Usually me. So during the night back on earth, we send him to work with other Vasura who’ve found their mates and are building homes there. These houses are half underground and half above, allowing the boogeymen to hide from the sun’s light during the day. Xho is perfect for organizing and ordering everyone to complete the projects.
Seriq is a bit trickier since the thing he genuinely feels possessive over is me, and whether he likes it or not, he has to share me. But to counter this, I’ve designated a day for each of my mates where I spend the night with just one of them. Thursday is Seriq’s day, but for the last two weeks, his time with me has been interrupted by the twins.
They’re a year old now, but appear closer to five. Their speech is that of a child double their age, as is their astronomical intelligence, but they still have their struggles. Asha worries about being the only girl Vasura and what that means for her future. Elic, on the other hand, frets about his cousin, Torjin, who has nightmares about a monster with blue eyes.
I don’t tell anyone that I have them too. About my lips kissing someone other than my mates, draining his power, and stabbing him to death. No matter how evil someone is, those actions will haunt you. It’s not something I stress about when I’m awake, but clearly my subconscious considers it an unresolved issue. One day, I’ll talk about it during Mark’s “non” therapy sessions, but not until I’m ready.
Seriq sighs again, and Mark claps a hand on his shoulder. “It’s understandable how you’re feeling. You’ve had no real alone time with Alexis. Parenting is hard work, even with seven of us helping. Maybe you just need to tie our mate down and fuck her while the rest of us watch.”
My pussy clenches at his words, sending a bolt of arousal coursing through my body. It practically hums with electrifying lust at the idea. Nerazi reaches behind him and tosses some rope to Seriq.What. The. Fuck? Did they all plan this, or does he just carry around rope?Knowing my mischievous mate, it’s probably the latter.
“Um, guys, we don’t have time for this. We’re meeting Roxy back on earth.”
With the portals reopened and so many Vasura finding their mates, many of them co-exist between the two worlds. Some humans know of their existence and work to keep them safe and hidden as well as provide medical assistance when their mates are ready to give birth. They still don’t tolerate light well, but many have chosen to live in unpopulated areas of earth, like the jungles, where they can sleep in the day and come out at night.
“There’s always time for sex,” Osz counters.
“I’ll suck my cock to make you come harder,” Vizruk adds.
Well, shit.How do I argue with that?It’s my biggest turn-on when they wrap their long tongues around their dicks, stroking it until they explode. Then they scoop up the mess and make me lick it off their fingers. I’m pretty for sure most people would have a heart attack knowing some of the kinky stuff I’m into, but it doesn’t bother me anymore. My monsters have taught me to live by my own rules, not the ones imposed upon me growing up.
In return, I’m teaching them and our children how to temper their base emotion with its counterpart. For Xhoshad, permission to his coercion. For Nerazi, well-mannered in lieu of mischievousness. Giving instead of possessiveness for Seriq, releasing the hate through love for Mark, and continued hope for Osz and Vizruk.
“Ok, a quickie,” I concede, but Seriq just smiles darkly, his body dissolving into shadows.
Suddenly, I’m pinned down by numerous smoky limbs, the tendrils caressing my skin while Mark chuckles.
“I can see why you love this form on us so much.”
When I attempt to stick out my tongue at him childishly, Seriq pinches my chin. “Behave, or else I’ll have to punish you.”
It takes me less than three seconds to decide what to do. Instead of sticking my tongue out at Mark, I point the pink tip at my green-eyed monster, daring him to do his worst. He shakes his head in mock vexation.
“When are you ever going to learn?”
I grin, curling into his touch. “Probably never. I guess you’re just going to have to keep teaching me.”
“With pleasure, my mate. Now, who do you belong to?”
“All of you.”
Seriq spanks my clit. “Wrong. Right now, in this moment, who do you belong to?”
There’s a pause, where I stall, prolonging the moment, but finally I give my possessive mate what he wants. “You. I belong to you.”
My reward comes when he lowers his head, burying his face into my pussy. His shadow limbs still hold me down, so all I can do is writhe under his touch. In no time, I’m coming as Seriq greedily laps up the wetness pooling between my legs.
“Mine,” he growls.
“Yours,” I agree.
