Page 38 of Monsters After Dark

No. Mine.

“We do not want to damage our new omega like the last one. Finish.”

No, Oktan. Too good. So soft.

Tentacles wrap around my upper thighs, their suction cups latching on and creating stinging rings on my vulnerable flesh. Oktan shifts to my side, wrapping another tentacle around my shoulders before sliding his human arms between me and Zuk.

“Yes. Now.”

Despair grows behind my sternum as terrible pressure builds against my pubic bone, both from inside and outside of my body. An odd sound plays behind me, but my scream drowns it out as the pressure morphs to agony. The cock inside me deflates enough to slide into a most uncomfortable position, but it grinds along my channel until it rips from my opening.

Blinding pain streaks throughout my body, but when I instinctively try to curl into a ball, unrelenting tentacles hold me hostage yet again. A massive form darts over my head, and even with the pain distorting my vision, I blink in shock as I glimpse Zuk for the first time since he bit me.

With a terrifying mouthful of teeth, his grin reaches from one side of his face to the other, his neck as thick as his shoulders since it carries his dorsal fin, but below his arms resides a human torso. Bulkier than any creature has a right to be, his chiseled chest offers two ripped arms before narrowing into a perfect six pack. Between his hips sways the two massive cocks he ruined me with, but with rounded, distinct heads, veins running down the shafts, and each with definitive swollen sections near their base. Halfway down his thighs, his legs morph into a powerful fin, which he uses to whip around and speed back toward me.

Fear spikes my heartrate.

His grin widens.

Pain startles a shriek from me as something broad and rounded presses through my abused opening. Oktan’s baritone groan vibrates into my back as he crams himself deep within my body, his invasion aided by another’s violation.

Zuk rolls and slides his cheek along mine before allowing his momentum to carry him further down my body. With tentacles and fingers exploring every inch of my flesh and a gigantic, overly bumpy cock hammering my insides, Zuk grabs my shoulders and aligns his bellybutton with my face.

Two rigid dicks vie for my attention, and even though my palms reach out to push him away, a blast of vitality sweeps into my nostrils and annihilates whatever conscious thoughts I possess. Instead of accepting his guidance to savor his offerings with my tongue, I dart my mouth past his massive cocks.

Leading with my teeth, I give in to the urge caused by the invisible, gaping wound in my soul.

Mine.

I bite the flesh over his hip bone and grind my jaw, listening to his roar with sick satisfaction as a thorny vine springs to life between our hearts.

It hurts. More intimate than the vile acts they’ve forced me to endure, the connection between us leaves no part of our beings hidden.

I see into the dark recesses of his psyche while he pilfers my soul.

The flavor of his blood coats my tongue, both disgusting and decadent, and basal needs send it to my stomach as I swallow with relish.

Water swirls around us, making my hair an annoying, claustrophobic cloud around my head until deft ropes of muscle gather and clear it away from my face. Pressure on my scalp warns me of Oktan's attempt to pull me away, so I growl through the tough flesh between my teeth, not wanting to let it go.

Zuk’s snarl accompanies sharp pinpricks as his nails bite into my scalp, his fingers weaving through the hold Oktan has on my hair before he yanks my face away. My bite loosens enough for his skin to remain attached to his body, but two uneven crescent wounds leak crimson into the salty ocean. I flick my tongue out and lap at my mark until he shifts his hips and crams the tip of his cock into my mouth.

I clench my jaw, intending to bite him where it will hurt the most, but fireworks explode across my tastebuds and animalistic sounds leak from my chest as my lips and tongue go to work. Licking and sucking, I demand all he can give me, lost in lust so thick cognizant thoughts can’t move within the sludge.

A savage thrust from the beast behind me sends sharp streaks of agony into my abdomen, and I jerk within his hold, my body instinctively trying to escape despite how futile it may be. The hand on my scalp fists my hair while it’s partner grabs my breast, Zuk's touch so different from Oktan’s I don’t need to see their hands on me to know which one torments me.

Something sharp brushes across my throbbing clit, and a shocked noise leaks around the cock in my mouth. In time with the deep, brutal hammering from my octopus monster, Zuk takes control of my skull, jabbing his cockhead into the back of my throat. When my abdominals tighten in response, Oktan’s frantic pounding shatters me. He hits a place deep within my channel and causes a tidal wave. I buck and shriek as my release consumes me.

Zuk silences me with his member, shoving himself into my throat and growling as he fills my belly with his seed.

Oktan’s cock morphs, his base thickening while his shaft lengthens, and I hover on the edge of unconsciousness as the top half turns into innumerable branches. Several reach deeper until they encounter my cervix, and as his growl of completion rings in my ears, they pry the barrier open.

Every nerve in my body explodes as he stretches the entrance to my womb, his fattest extension popping into the unnatural opening and twitching as it pumps his seed directly into my uterus.

Blackness falls over my eyes, everything except the invasions of my body fading away as I search for the lovely meadow and bright sunshine I visited not long ago.

It never comes.

Shark teeth ghost across my clit as Zuk yanks his cock out of my throat. My reflexes suck down water, the sustenance clearing away the blackness across my vision.

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