Page 44 of Grotesque Love

Ari’s breathing stops for a moment, and I know she’s as enraptured as I am. These two big, beautiful creatures look glorious in the throes of lust, losing themselves to their carnal sides.

We watch them fucking for a few minutes before she growsimpatient, frustrated that Mal’s barely touching her now, distracted by the way Sax is thrusting into him.

“Attention please,” Ari says, and I love this demanding side of her. She grabs a handful of his hair, and pushes his face back between her sweet folds. “Mmmmm, that mouth.”

I snicker, as she repeats back the words he said to her out in the fields. It spurs Mal on, and Ari tenses in my arms as he sucks and nibbles on her clit. Between moans he’ll lick her slowly, taunting her before sliding his tongue inside her body.

“Fuck,” she hisses, and I sink my teeth into the curve of her neck, sucking a mark onto her beautiful skin.

“It looks like you need to try harder,” Sax goads, with another powerful thrust. “Perhaps you need a little help?”

Mal snorts, but doesn’t take his mouth off her pretty pussy, continuing to devour her like a starving creature.

“Yes, there. Fuck. Fuck…” Ari starts to shake, body tensing as he drives her closer to the edge. But she isn’t the only one, and I recognise Mal’s own moans and humming noises as the telltale signs that he’s on the verge of release.

“Jasper, help him out.”

Shifting my legs under hers, I lift her, leaning back against the pillows and hold her spread open with one arm around her waist.

Kissing Ari’s neck, I slide two fingers into her mouth, pleased when she sucks them without prompting. Using my spit slicked fingers, I push inside her tight cunt from underneath while Mal continues to flick his tongue over her sensitive bud.

“Ohhhh. Yes,” she exhales as I move my fingers, fucking into her slick wetness in time with Sax’s thrusts. In this moment we’re all connected.

“Come for us,” Sax commands, and I don’t know if he’s talking to Ari or Mal, but it doesn’t matter.

They both come undone, their climaxes claiming them as they both shout out. Ari clenches her body around my fingers through the waves of her orgasm, body trembling in my arms and Mal shoots his hot cum all over the torn sheets.

Ari doesn’t tear her eyes from Mal as he leans back into Sax. Sax thrusts again, and again, pounding into Mal’s body mercilessly before he lets out a roar, holds him still and impales him on his knot.

“What about you?” Ari asks me with a sleepy expression, before placing a tender kiss on my lips.

“May I?” I ask, gesturing towards her gorgeous chest. She nods, eyebrow quirked as if she’s not sure what I’m asking but agreeing anyway.

Slowly, I pull my fingers out from inside her hot body, and move from underneath her until I’m on my knees to the left of her.

Taking my hard length in hand, I greedily drink in the sight of her leaning back against the pillows, tits out, nipples begging to be sucked, pussy slick with spit and her release. Mal’s eyes are rolled back in bliss as he rocks on Sax’s knot, cock dripping, while Sax gives me a satisfied smirk.

Ari’s hand drifts down, pulling my attention back to her, and she starts moving her fingers through her wetness, savouring her recent release, skin clearly sensitive as she hums.

Her tongue flicks out over her bottom lip as she watches Mal and Sax, then focuses on me and my throbbing cock. She reaches out with her now slippery fingers, brushing them over the head of my cock, and that’s what sends me over the edge. I shoot my load across her chest, my silver cum painting her tits.

Leaning down, I run my tongue over her skin, lapping up my release and finally capturing one of her pink buds between my teeth, flicking my tongue over the nub until she pushes me away, over-stimulated.

This might just be the best night of my life.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

ARIANWEN

Isit up in bed, my heart racing as I glance around the room.

Everything seems…normal, just as it was before.

But I am not the same.

The sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the familiar surroundings. But the memory of the monsters looms large in my mind, vivid and unsettling.

My nightgown has been replaced with care, the ribbon tied perfectly. More perfect than I could ever do it, in a neat little bow.

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