Page 110 of The Monster's Wife


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I moan, thrusting deeper before pulling out. Hex’s stranglehold on her hips helps leverage her as I practice making her scream.

And scream, she does.

Malice praises her, continuing to keep her busy in between his soft encouragements. Ali eventually grows tired of my measured strokes and begins to gyrate her pelvis, riding Hex as I move. My arm wraps around her middle, pulling her up for a filthy kiss that has my shaft stiffening and swelling even larger.

“Fuck,” Hex groans as he spills too. He yanks her back down.

Ali whimpers, begging and grinding as I freeze. I’m utterly useless as my cock jolts, filling her with my cum.

“That’s it, kitten. Let them breed you,” Malice says.

Her pussy convulses so violently that it’s impossible to thrust as she shatters.

My chest heaves as my vision returns. I don’t know what Hex is murmuring to Ali, but she wiggles her hips like she likes it.

“Mmm, it seems you’re a dripping mess.” Malice grins dangerously. “I’d still like a go, if you’re up for it.”

Ali doesn’t hesitate. I barely pull out, crawling to the side as she maneuvers off Hex, tackling Malice.

The nightmare envelops them in shadows, and the next thing I know, she’s pinned to the mattress with him hovering over her.

He yanks her leg up, resting one on his shoulder as he wraps the other around his ass.

“I damn well forgot that was a thing we could do,” I mutter as Hex and I catch our breath.

Malice frames the top of her head with his hand, tenderly kissing her as he fucks in and out of her well-used little cunt.

“Motherfucker,” Atlas growls, climbing into the nest. He smells like Irish Spring soap, and he tosses himself down next to Malice. “Thanks for getting started without me.”

“I won’t leave you waiting long,” Malice groans.

It’s difficult to focus on him for long because of the way his shadows move and swirl.

“Harder,” Ali begs, raking her nails down his shoulders.

Malice holds himself up on a palm, growling against her cheek as he slams deep.

Atlas moves a hand between them, cupping Ali’s tit as it bounces. “You know I’m going to rut the fuck out of you next, right, sweet fae?”

“Yes.” Her head thrashes as Malice pushes deeper into her. My head tilts, watching the show. She’s very limber.

There’s more grunting and thrusting, but my mind is solely focused on the clutch she’s carrying. My magic should be able to determine if the eggs are fertilized, but that could take several days.

“Are you going to let him breed that tight pussy?” Atlas teases. He’s got a hand wrapped around his length, working his fingers over the ridges.

I’ve never had dick envy, and I’m not going to start now. However, I’m highly impressed that her body can manage that monster cock. My head tilts. That thing might be larger than Hex’s in fully shifted form.

Malice snarls, slamming his hips into Ali’s viciously. She continues to wiggle and beg, long after he starts to slowly roll his hips.

“You asshole,” she groans, shoving at his chest. “You purposely stopped playing with my clit.” At first, I assume she’s talking to Malice, but it’s clear she’s furious with Atlas.

I chuckle as Malice pulls himself up using his shadows. “Are you going to let her talk to you that way?” I taunt.

Atlas drops his dick, and it bounces against his lower stomach. “Aww, you seem pissed.” He smirks. “Do something about it.”

Ali groans, rolling over on her side. The next thing I know, she pounces. “Oh, you think you can tease me?” She pinches his pierced nipple. “Maybe I won’t let you come this time.”

“Fat fucking chance of that happening.” He grinds through her dripping core. “Yeah, this isn’t going to work for me.” He lifts her using his forearms. “Face down, now.”

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