Page 153 of Their Pretty Little Monster

“Good idea. I need her before the celebration, or I’ll go insane,” Killian states.

“The way you looked in that dress,” Wolfe adds. “You were destroying me in there, as I tried so hard not to get a hard-on.”

I’m laughing as they stroll toward me, and I flop onto the couch. They watch me, hungry, gazes lowering to my breasts, to me spreading my legs.

“I guess there’s no other way but to serve my men.” I try to put on a royal voice but sound anything but, and I giggle.

Then they fall to their knees, Wolfe reaching for my hand.

“Anything for our Queen.”

They come at me, and I feel so loved that I can’t remember what it was like to experience anything but adored.

Nyko’s tongue trails down my stomach, sending shivers through my body, his head dipping between my thighs. His touch, though shadowy, is solid and cool against my skin, and when his tongue laps my pussy, I cry out with exhilaration. Wolfe’s strong hand curls over a breast, and he leans in, his breath hot against my ear.

“You make me so fucking aroused, Sage. I can’t wait to fill you with my cum every day.”

I gasp at his words, but I’m distracted by Nyko’s tongue and by Killian’s fingers tracing over my other breast and pinching my nipple. His lips find mine, and we kiss like we’re on fire.

“You are everything to me,” Killian whispers against my mouth.

I wrap my arms around him and Wolfe, pulling them closer. My legs curl over Nyko’s shoulders, and I moan. My body buzzes, floats, while my heart pounds with love for my monsters.

I can barely breathe, overwhelmed by the sensations and the emotions from today.

“I love you all,” I cry out. “So much…” I lose my words to my cries of desire as my body spills into a climax. I shudder against them, adoring how they never let me go but enjoy my pleasure with me.

They pull back, and to my surprise, they are getting to their feet.

“You know, it’s customary,” Wolfe begins, “that before a ceremony, the new bride is rutted by her intended husband in view of the audience.”

I gasp. “Shut up, that’s not true, and we’re not doing that, ever!”

Killian chuckles, while Nyko has an expression on his face as if he’s contemplating it, then says, “It could be so easy to go on the balcony, bend you over and fuck you so hard, make you scream, and the Shadowfen will cheer you on.”

“I can’t think of anything worse. That’s an awful tradition, I’m sorry to say. And my mother and half sister are out there.” Normally, when it comes to sex, I’ve given in a lot to their requirements, but this is where I draw the line.

“Which is why we’re in here and not out there,” Wolfe explains with a cheeky grin, taking my hand and pulling me against him.

I can hear the sounds of the celebration outside, laughter, music, and the murmur of voices, but right now, I’m surrounded by my future husbands, naked and pressed against me. Four cocks for a Queen like me seem fitting… I glance at them all.

“Well then, show me how my King and Princes truly adore their Queen.”

They take me in their arms, and I’m at their mercy, I know I am, but the sense of arousal, of peace, of fulfillment, is a reminder that this is it.

This is my perfect ending.

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