Page 54 of Monsters of Desire and Nightmares of Passion

“I can’t explain it to you. The universe has several dimensions, both visible and not visible, and they’re entwined. There are many points where the world’s meet.”

“You mean, like laundry in the washing machine?”

“That’s a good analogy, actually. Yes, very much like that.”

“How are we going to get there?”

“It’s easy for us. It’ll be complicated to get you through, but I know a way. There’s a door we can use.”

“Why is it more complicated for me?”

“When we pass from one dimension to another, we’re in our non-physical form. You don’t have that ability, so it’ll be more difficult.”

“What’s it like there?”

Draw stares at my feet. “It’s different.”

He’s not being fully honest. I sense fear radiating from him. So does Khal. Or more appropriately, he senses fear growing in me. Khal comes closer and wraps all six arms around my midsection. His face nuzzles my neck and I give in. Who knows what the next minute will bring? Who cares? The level of heat is wonderful.

Khal nibbles my throat, pushing his sharp teeth into my skin. His tongue flicks under my t-shirt and caresses my nipples.

“Need you,” he groans in his sexy voice.

My body is consumed by tentacles of fire. Literally. Mrez slides one of his long tentacles between my legs and rubs my clit, making me gasp.

Draw leans closer and whispers into my ear. “We need energy for the journey, Ivy. We need you. Your pain, your pleasure, your fear, your ecstasy. Give them to us.”

Draw touches my thighs. His tongue nestles next to Mrez’s tentacle on my clit, making me wet and squirm with desire.

Khal grabs my hair and pulls my head backwards, tensing my neck to the maximum. I felt vulnerable and exposed yet still fully in control. My own desire and power surges through my body. It feels so good to be touched like this by Khal, Draw, and Mrez.

“Fuck me,” I moan.

Khal’s hands move under my t-shirt and rips it off in one move.

“Your tits look amazing.” Mrez climbs on top of the kitchen counter to lick and suck my nipples.

Khal’s claws scratch my back. I instinctively opened my legs. His long, forked tongue slips between my legs, licking up my dripping sex.

Draw stands naked, rubbing his huge, hard cock. His hand concentrates on the bulbous head, stroking it until pre-cum oozes from the tip, which he spreads across the shaft. His stinger moves along the inside of my leg and slips up to my pussy. It’s not unpleasant. Quite the contrary, it feels, like lava that makes me burn with passion.

Mrez touches and kisses my nipples one by one, clutching them between his teeth and pulling until the soft tug turns into pain. A good pain that has me moaning in delight.

“If you let me pierce your nips, it’d feel better,” Khal moans into my ear. He continues licking me. I need more than tongue flicks.

“One of you finally fuck me,” I half moan, half growl to my hot monsters.

“You like it rough, little girl?” Khal spanks my ass, making me quiver.

“Yes, I need to be fucked. Hard.”

I’m not lying. I need them, all of them. I crave that feeling of being stuffed and stretched out around their huge cocks.

Khal places the tip of one of his hard cocks against my pussy, rubbing the head against my sex and using the tip to massage my clit, then, with one swift and full thrust, claims me. Draw continues to massage his huge, swollen cock as he watches Khal take me.

“You belong to us,” Khal moans.

His moves are hard and fast, edging on painful, but I’m okay with it.

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