Page 103 of Grotesque Love

“Just like that, my dove.” Sax groans beneath me and I realise this time it’s me moving, slowly shifting so that I’m riding his knot.

Gripping his horns, I follow the unhurried rhythm that Jas has set, enjoying every touch, every sigh, every wave of pleasure. The four of us are in the moment with one another, despite being separated into two couples.

“Fuck, they’re so hot,” Jas growls against Mal’s throat, as he watches me fuck Sax.

“So are you,” Mal grins, placing his feet flat on the mattress and thrusting up as he carries on being a brat.

Jas’s eyebrow arches, as he slows his pace further, drawing protests from Mal and Sax as I slow too. “Well, I think you look hotter covered in cum.”

Straightening, he wraps his hand around Mal’s cock once again and shuttles his fist up over Mal’s shaft, large hands moving easily over all the ridges. Mal’s body tenses, and I love watching his muscles move as he loses himself.

Over sensitive and overstimulated, it doesn’t take me or Mal long to peak, both of us panting and making desperate noises. Sax’s fingers dig into my hips as he guides me down on his knot harder, each thrust, each jolt pushing me closer to the edge of my orgasm.

“Fuck!” Mal hisses, hot cum shooting all over his chest and stomach.

Jas grabs Mal’s legs and brings them up over his shoulder as he gives up on his slow, taunting thrusting and begins fucking into Mal like a monster possessed. He pounds into Mal’s arse, forcing every last drop of cum from Mal until he’s whining.

With a protracted roar, he finally stills, clenching into Mal as he empties himself inside the gargoyle, who’s thrown his head back as he softly pants, ‘Yes. Yes. Fuck, yes.’ over and over.

He slowly lowers Mal’s legs, but doesn’t pull out as he looks down at Mal with pure appreciation.

Jas chuckles, bringing his cum-covered hand up to his mouth, and flicks his long tongue out, cleaning up the mess. “Actually, I think you’re hotter like this. Quiet and docile.”

Mal doesn’t say anything, just hums softly as he pulls Jas down for another filthy kiss.

“Our turn, love,” Sax purrs, flicking his tongue over my nipple, and I grind down on his knot, still stretched, still impossibly full of him. “Are you ready for another load inside you?”

I nod, knowing that I will always take whatever he offers me.

Sax’s lips pull into a wicked smirk. He wraps his arms around me and places his feet firmly on the floor, giving him enough leverage to fuck up into me. Hard. And again. And again.

The knot rubs against my insides, making me feel raw and crazed. I dig my nails into his shoulders, begging for more. One arm comes up to grab the back of my neck and keep me pinned in place as he continues to slam into me, dragging his knot back and forth until it feels like it might pop out of me if he moves even a centimetre more.

Burying my head into his neck, I sink my teeth into his skin as I start bouncing on his dick, meeting his thrusts, matching his need.

“Fill me up again, Daddy.” I lick up the length of one of his horns. “I need it.”

All it takes is a few more thrusts, a few frenzied whisperedwords of praise and we’re clinging onto one another as another flood of warmth fills me, making my body feel sated and heavy as I milk his cock. My pussy clamps down on him, begging for more, eagerly taking every drop he gives me.

He continues to hold me tight as I ride out the aftershocks, placing tender kisses on my forehead. This is what life should be.

As I rest with Sax, he whispers against my skin. “You are mine, and I am yours, forever and always. Nothing will ever tear us apart. I vow to you, Arianwen, that this love is eternal.”

I gaze up at him, filled with love and trust. I know that he means every word. It’s not just about the physical connection, but the emotional and spiritual one as well. We’ve created something special, something that will last a lifetime.

Smiling, I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer. I can feel his heartbeat where there wasn’t one before, matching mine.

And as we lie there, basking in the afterglow of our passion, of our love, I know that nothing will ever come between us.

Our love is strong, our bond unbreakable, and our family finally complete.

EPILOGUE

ARIANWEN

2 MONTHS LATER

The moonlight filters through the narrow, stained–glass windows, casting colourful patterns on my bare skin. I stand in the centre of the tower, my breath quickening with anticipation. The predatory way they circle me makes my pulse spike.

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