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"You're a poet," I critique.
"You know it," he retorts, completely deadpan.
Creep cracks up. "That rhymed!" His laughter makes his rhythm falter for a second, before that tentacle gives us both a solemn squeeze. "Save your jokes for later. I think our mate needs to be coated in our cum."
"I'm going to shoot it all over your face, little kitten, so that I can watch you lick it off," Dev promises, angling his hips so that his dick does point a little more toward my face.
I simply twist my hand in response, curving his cock so that it's away from me. "You're going to put that cum where I let you put that cum."
I'm proud that I don't react at all when Dev roughly tweaks my nipple, though it sends a pain-laced pleasure flowing through me, which is exactly the intensity my body needs after a good orgasm. I’ve had pleasure. Now, I need pain-laced pleasure to top it.
"Fuck. Aliana. I like when you say the word cum," Creep moans as he slowly resumes his prior speed, his hips snapping against me with every thrust. "Your pussy is so damn wet and hot, and it clamps down on my dick so good."
Dev growls, and the tendons in his neck tighten as jealousy threatens to overwhelm him. I can tell that he's about two seconds away from backhanding Creep and ruining this fucking orgasm building inside of me.
So, I say the only thing I can think of to distract him.
I give him a better offer. "Climb up on the hood and let me taste that dick."
He doesn't have to be told twice. Two seconds later, Dev's straddling my torso, pressing my breasts together on either side of his bloody dick, the tip aimed right for my lips.
I lean up a tiny bit so that I can get a better angle, and when he slides that cock into my mouth, I find myself surprised by how much I like it. But I do like everything about it—from the fact that he's actively sharing me, to the fact that Dev the bossy listened to an order, to the way his cock fills my mouth.
I even like—to my utter shock—the taste of monster blood. It sparks something inside of me, some dark, shadowy craving that I never knew I had. My monster side—that has to be what's turning me wild—driving me to press down harder on Dev's cock, to swallow farther, to attempt to deep-throat his dick. It makes me manic, an appetite like nothing I've ever felt surging through me.
More. I need more of this.
Even Dev seems surprised by the ferocity I use to lap at his dick. His hands soften against my breasts as I try to quench this vicious need coursing through me, only to find myself frustrated when his dick is licked clean.
"More blood!" I demand, and my mate swipes his palms over his forearm, gathering up the remaining blood there.
My pussy tightens just at the sight, and Creep groans from behind Dev’s back.
I pant roughly when Dev slides his dick from between my lips and slowly lubes it up for a second time, barely clamping down on the desire to snarl at him to hurry.
When he feeds it back to me, slowly and deliberately, our eyes stay locked. Both of us breathe shallowly, on the cusp of deranged pleasure. Our dark words seem to have evaporated in the face of my newly discovered darker craving, and I can see by the look in Dev's eyes that he's thoroughly enjoying this depraved side of me.
"My black-hearted little kitten," he murmurs, his bloody fingers gliding over my nipples before roughly twisting them. "I'm going to make every blood-soaked desire going through your mind come true."
His delicious dick reaches the back of my throat just as Creep's cock taps against my G-spot, and I moan. Both of my mates are spurred on by the sound, and the car beneath us creaks as two monsters speed up their thrusts. I writhe beneath them, animalistic pleasure unraveling my thoughts until there’s nothing more than their touches, their masculine scents, the coppery smell of blood mixing with the scent of my own arousal.
There’s a quick jolt of friction against my clit—Creep's finger swipes over it.
That's all it takes.
Two monsters roughly fucking me so hard that the hood of this car threatens to buckle, a blood-soaked cock in my mouth, and a quick flick of my clit. My muscles seize up in a hot wash of pleasure that soaks into my very bones, leaving them weakened and soft. I slump back, and Dev slips himself from between my lips, tugging himself roughly until I feel the hot splatter of his seed against my neck, my chin, my lips.
With a groan, he rolls off me and splays on the hood beside me as Creep digs his claw farther into my hip and intensifies histhrusts. Quick, sharp snaps, and suddenly he yanks himself free, the bulbous head of his dick dragging against me and popping out all at once. I watch through hooded eyes as the tentacle encasing us both seems to pulse and kiss my puckered hole, and Creep's dick erupts like a fountain along my belly.
Just like they promised, my mates have covered me in their cum.
Unlike before, I don’t mind a bit. I lick my lips and taste Dev’s satisfaction with a tiny smirk playing across my lips.
When my blue monster crawls up onto my other side, collapsing with a sigh, the sports car beneath us gives a groan of protest. But we all ignore it, staring up at the stars and enjoying this stolen moment of bliss. This tiny bit of calm before the shit storm.
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THE GROTESQUE
