Page 12 of Woven Souls

WILLOW

I’m horny.

I don’t think I got much more sleep after leaving Theo in the kitchen, but I’m not tired anymore. When I open my eyes, I find myself tangled under limbs again. Jonah is turned towards me, his leg thrown over my hips. Kwil’s chest is pressed up against my back, his face buried against my neck as if he can’t get enough of me. Even while he sleeps, his body, parts of it at least, vibrate. The pleasant sensation isn’t doing anything to slow down the rising desire racing through my blood.

I shiver against the two of them as I think about what they both have between their legs. One with a vibrating appendage and one with the girth to split a woman in half. Unable to keep my hands to myself, I reach up and oh so carefully caress Jonah’s cheeks. He looks so young. It’s strange to think that the curse kept him youthful under that monster façade. My fingertips skim over the fuzz growing in patches along his jawline. Smiling, my fingers move down his throat before zigzagging down his bare chest. The touch is feather light. I don’t necessarily want to wake him, but the contact feels amazing. I capture my bottom lip between my teeth when my hand stalls at the waistband of his pants. He’s sleeping, I shouldn’t…

“What are you waiting for? Go ahead and take advantage of me while I sleep.” Jonah’s lips move against my forehead.

Without meeting his gaze, I grin and allow my hand to slide into his pants. I find his dick already beginning to swell.

“What are you going to do?” he asks. With his lips pressed against my forehead, I can feel the way they stretch into a smile.

My fingers wrap around his stretching girth. Already the sides of his erection are leaking lube. The strange tingling in my palm intrigues and excites me. Using it, I stroke the length of him. His breathing becomes heavy. Jonah adjusts his hips, pressing into my hand. His soft groan in my ear causes jealousy to spike through my system. How come he gets whatIwant? Well, I suppose there is only one way to fix this. I wet my fingers with his magical lubrication before pulling my hand free.

“You tease.” Jonah chuckles but the sound is cut off with a strangled gasp as he watches while I take his lube and slip my fingers into my pants. The moment it touches my clit I hiss. The tingling is like a gentle fizz of carbonation causing immediate pleasure. Bumps trail over my arms as my breathing becomes shaky. Oh fuck, this isn’t going to take me long at all. My breathy gasp is captured in the crook of Jonah’s neck. Jonah leans forward and places soft kisses on my cheek. His hand slides into his own pants. At first, I think we’re about to masturbate together. Then he pulls his hand free only to slip it into mine. He pushes my hand out of the way so he can finish what I’ve started.

“You like that?” he whispers as his fingers work over my clit and slide between my folds to dip into my core. He works his fingers in and out of me, that tingling increasing the sensation tenfold.

I choke down a groan so I can bite out, “Fuck yes. Please don’t stop, Jonah.”

He chuckles.

“I’m not stopping until I hear you wail like a banshee.”

I try to keep my moans down, but Jonah knows my body now. We’ve had a week to ourselves. And now that I’m feeling better, this touch isn’t about survival. Now it’s all about fun.

“I can’t believe how wet you are,” he whispers into my ear, scooting closer to me. “Did you wake up like this? Craving the touch of a monster?”

I nod quickly as the pleasure mounts.

“Say it,” he pushes. His tail swings around. The tip of it skims across my cheek gently. “Say how much you want to feel a monster between your legs.”

His words are spoken so softly that if we weren’t nearly nose to nose, I never would have heard.

“I want a monster,” I gasp as he sinks a third finger into me.

“You want a monster? For what?” Jonah’s thumb applies more pressure to my clit as he circles it.

“I want to be fucked by a monster!” I whimper.

Jonah chuckles as his tail slides down my face to my neck. There, it twists around and squeezes my throat, adding to the moment. As I gasp, Jonah leans forward and captures my mouth with his. His fingers curl inside of me. Jonah sweeps his tongue into my mouth, stealing my moan. My body trembles.

Just as I can feel the tension begin to coil, movement from behind warns me the other monster in my bed has awoken. Before I can pull away, Kwil is on top of both of us. Surprised by the sudden company, Jonah lets go of me, his tail loosening around my neck and his hand pulling out from between my legs. Kwil’s hand grabs the back of Jonah’s neck and yanks him away from me. I sit up quickly as Kwil straddles Jonah, a manic smile spreading across that monstrous face.

“What the—”

“Do you think that I would lie there, listening to you finger fuckmywoman and not step in?” Kwil hisses.

I’m alarmed by the voice coming out of Kwil’s mouth. It sounds nothing like him. His voice, already a baritone, is even deeper and more gravelly. His eyes glow a soft white as he stares down at Jonah. But while I’m concerned, Jonah just grins.

“Is that your sword sticking into my stomach, or are you just happy to see me? And is it… Wait a minute, does your dickvibrate?”

“Kwil.” I raise my hands up in surrender. “Let him go.”

“Actually, he doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to.” Jonah chuckles breathlessly. “Whatever is vibrating against my stomach feels wonderful.”

My eyes slide from Kwil’s face to Jonah’s. The pink in Jonah’s cheeks and the widening of his pupils tells me he’s not joking. Gauging by the tightness in Jonah’s pants, he’s definitely into this. I stare at Jonah’s obvious arousal, taken aback by how turned on I am at seeing my two monsters in such a dominant embrace.

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