Page 28 of Land of Monsters

Grabbing me, Ash flipped me over him. Laying under me, he settled me over his face. “First I get to her eat her pussy.”

A smirk danced over my mouth, and I twisted around before he could act. Nothing felt in my control except need, and the need to taste him consumed me.

My knees were on either side of his head, my mouth sliding down his stomach, grazing his cock.

“Dziubus.” Ash groaned when my tongue slid out to taste him. I barely had the chance that night weeks ago, and I craved him more than anything. Lapping at his precum, the dweller rumbled like a purr. My tongue licked up the vein in his cock before I took him into my mouth.

“Fuck!” Ash’s hips jerked, yanking me down, his tongue finding me. I groaned deeply, taking him deeper down my throat.

My hips rocked harder against Ash, his tongue making me lose every ounce of reality. Colors and movement clawed over the room, things scurrying and moving in the shadows. Nothing seemed real, but I felt everything so acutely.

“You two are gonna make me come so hard,” the incubus growled. He moved to the bed, stepping up to the headboard and kneeling behind me and over Ash. He pressed his cock between my butt cheeks. Gripping them together, he slid his cock through me with steady friction.

“Fuck!” he barked, moving quicker, his free hand gripping my breast.

I started to shake, my body on overload as everything came to a pinpoint.

Ash’s tongue went deeper, his lips sucking hard on my clit.

Then he nipped down.

Everything exploded around me, and I screamed. The men moaned, and cum spilled over my back and down my throat, and then there was the brush of something beyond anything anyone could touch. It was so brief, but I swear I could feel Ash brush against my soul. The intensity caused me to climax again.

My core clenched so tight, pulsing, and I heard more cries bay out in the room.

I floated and soared, but as the saying goes, what goes up must come down…

I came crashing down so hard, met only by darkness.

Chapter 7

Ash

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“Stop petting his penis. It’s not a pet.”

Chirp!

“What? No! I would never!”

Voices tugged me from a deep sleep, something about them making me feel confused and jumbled, and I tucked in tighter, wishing for the blackness to take me back.

“You’re the one who stuck your finger in there, not me!”

Chirrrpppp!

“It was a total misunderstanding!”

No.

No. No. No. I felt the refusal groan from me, my lids still shut.

“Stop trying to fly!”

Chhhiirp!

Fuck. I knew those voices. “Please, gods, no…” I groaned, flinching as my eyes opened to the room. Morning light streamed in, my lids pinching together at the brash intrusion.

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