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I’m almost relaxed enough to fall asleep in his arms.

My wolf approves of that idea.

But before I can close my eyes, a third creature appears, seeming to drop down from the sky.

He’s not as tall as his wolf-like friend, but he’s definitely taller than the cat man.

I don’t see wings to explain his landing, but his skin has a greenish-gold shimmer and a textured look to it that makes me realize he has scales, not fur. His body is leaner than the others, more svelte and toned than muscular, but equally as appealing.

His eyes are big and black with yellow-green slits.

He doesn’t have a visible nose or ears like his friends, but when his mouth parts, I watch in surprise as a long, red, forked tongue emerges. It flicks over the naked skin from my upper thigh to just under my chest, the soft sensation making me shiver with need.

My body has been ready for such intimate touches for a while now.

The only thing missing has been a willing partner.

I probably shouldn’t be thinking that the monsters from The Abyss would make the perfect lovers, but each one of them is uniquely stunning and it’s almost too much to handle being this close to them while I’m naked.

Maybe this is what makes them dangerous.

These monsters are beautiful creatures.

I would welcome them in my bed.

It’s crazy, but they are so incredibly alluring that I can’t help the way my body reacts to them.

I lean in and press my lips against the cat’s mouth, and he purrs a little harder.

I stroke my hand through his fur, feeling the strength of his muscles beneath.

Something brushes against my ass as I kiss him, closing my eyes and enjoying the velvety feel of his tongue against mine. He reacts to every move I make as if he is learning from me, enjoying the way I touch him, and realizing he can do the same things.

When I pull back to catch my breath, I find the others staring at us, and I remove one arm from my cat to beckon them closer. That velvety tongue rolls over the skin of my throat, making me shiver in anticipation of where he might use it next. As if he can read my thoughts, the lizard-like man sends that stretchy forked tongue of his over my exposed breasts, flicking it over my hardened nipples.

I let out a moan, and I don’t care what it sounds like.

I want more from these men. I need everything they’ve got.

I reach out to pull the wolf-man’s head down and kiss my way along his jaw-line until he opens his mouth for me, to let me feel his tongue against my lips.

My legs are still tightly woven around the cat-man, and I rock a little against his soft furred torso, my wetness coating my clit. I feel the lizard’s tongue spanking my breasts as he moves in closer behind me, one cool, smooth arm wrapping around my belly.

The cat kisses my throat, before his fangs scrape against my skin, turning me into a shaking wreck.

Goddess, I want him to mark me. I want all of them to mark me.

Something else bumps against my ass, and the dampness makes me realize I have the heads of two cocks rubbing against my cheeks. It wouldn’t take much movement to impale myself on one of them. I’m so aroused by that thought that I come, losing myself in sensation and barely able to contain the searing desire that my climax causes.

I’m in heat. Letting this happen, wanting it so badly, I caused this.

And I don’t care. Not one little bit.

I want more. I need more.

“Please,” I beg, my hand grasping the fur of the wolf-man’s neck. “Please …”

Chapter Sixteen

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