Mrez pushes his flexible tentacle cock inside me. I hiss slightly. The feeling is like the one I had when Khal tongue fucked me, only the tentacle cock is much thicker, stretching me all the way. The suction knobs pull my own aroused flesh with each hungry move. I hurt, sweat, and shiver. Pleasure laced with pain fills me. The tentacle cock moves inside me, dancing, pulling back, and pushing forward again as if trying to stretch me. It hits my G spot so hard my body clenches around it and a second orgasm washed over me hard.

“You need more.” Draw’s voice doesn’t allow for insubordination.

Mrez pushes harder. His cock not only slides in and out but also does a corkscrew movement inside my aching pussy. I want to move my hips, but Khal pushes them down with a pair of his arms, forcing me to take everything happening to me like a good girl. He moves faster and faster. I want to move with him, but Khal keeps my belly down, holding me on the same spot as he plays with my hard nipples. His tongue moves next to my hand on Draw’s cock.

“You’re a bad girl, Ivy,” Mrez whispers.

Khal walks over to Draw and kneels before him. “Forgive me, alpha, for my insubordination. Please take me back.”

I have no idea what’s going on but Draw and Khal do. As Mrez fucks me, Draw lifts Khal to him and they kiss, or rather, their tongues touch in the air. Draw’s big, hard, knobby cock rubs against Khal’s two cocks.

“You are forgiven, my mate.”

Khal turns his back to Draw, offering him his behind. I’m so wildly turned on by them, just as I am by Mrez who keeps fucking me, pushing me harder and faster.

“What’s going on?” I ask with a moan.

Draw turns to me. “Khal will be punished for being bad and rewarded because he understands the error of his ways.” Draw then moved his hand over the strong, muscular butt of the other Shadow.

I can’t help myself and kiss Khal as he’s waiting.

“I don’t deserve your cock, but I need it,” he moans in total submission.

Draw is so big. I start to worry. There’s a sparkle of pleasure in Draw’s eyes. The flames that burn explode like a bonfire. Draw takes his big, knobby cock in his hand, massaging its root and the knot throbbing at the base. I gasp in expectation for the pleasure and pain Khal is about to receive. Draw guides his large member and pushes inside Khal.

Fast.

Hard.

Deep.

I gasp along with Khal, who cries out in pain.

Draw moans loudly.

“This is the punishment,” Draw whispers between clenched teeth. One of his large, clawed hands grabs Khal’s hair and fists it. The other lays on his back, scratching him. Dark blood oozes from the wounds. I can smell it. It smells like licorice and coffee.

“I am not worthy.” Khal cries, his expression changing from pain to pleasure.

“Let me touch you,” I moan.

Khal positions himself in a way that allows me to touch both his cocks. They are hard and perfect, fully flush. Draw pushes and, with each of his moves, I feel Khal’s cocks throb in my hands, needing the release only I can offer.

Mrez fucks me hard and fast. It all becomes a frenzy. I explode around Mrez’s cock. One of Khal’s cocks explodes. Thick, hot. white ropes of cum shoot out across my chest, landing across both breasts, covering each nipple. The last few shots puddle in my hand and ran down my arm. Khal jumps on me and licks me, cleaning his cum from my skin before he kisses me again in that particular way of his.

“I am not done yet, Ivy,” says Draw. “It’s your turn to be marked.”

Being marked never sounded so sexy in my ears. I want him in all ways possible.

Mrez pulls out. My pussy clenches on the emptiness. I need to be filled again, and as fast as possible.

“Turn around for me, Ivy,” Draw orders.

I do as he says and find myself on all fours, waiting for the giant cock to fill me.

“Khal, lay under her.”

Khal slips with a liquid move under me, shifting from solid to smoky form. All his six arms work on my skin, my ass, my body. He pulls me on top of his hard cock, the one that has not yet cum. My greedy, starving pussy swallows it at once. I want more.