Page 99 of Misfit Monsters
He presses a little closer and nibbles his way along the back of my neck. “Mmm. You could melt me into a puddle of jelly with just that brilliant smile.”
I quiver against Raze, feeling pretty jelly-like myself, and the basilisk shifter grips my hips. In one smooth motion, he shows off the strength I praised earlier by hefting me up against him.
For a fleeting moment, our mouths meld even closer together as my pelvis locks against his. The ridge of his erection rubs against my core to draw another, needier whimper from my throat.
Then Raze spins me around in front of him, so deftly he might as well be an acrobat. Even though I’m hardly slim, he handles me as if I’m light as meringue.
With my back flush against Raze’s chest, he slides his hands beneath my thighs to support them. Spreading my legs, he releases a scorching breath across my jaw. His tongue teases my skin with its basilisk fork.
“Why don’t you take off those tough girl clothes so Mirage can worship your light every bit as much as you deserve?”
Another giddy shiver passes through me, but my nerves jump at the brazenness of his request.
When I look at Mirage, my uncertainties evaporate. The fox shifter kneels before me, his eyes gleaming so eagerly they might as well be flames too.
With a nudge of my essence, I blink into the shadows and back to Raze’s arms, returning utterly naked.
“Such a beautiful Rainbow,” Mirage says slyly, and buries his face between my legs.
A gasp escapes me at the first swipe of his tongue. He delves deeper, his fangs skating over my sensitive flesh, his lips working over my clit.
A flood of bliss sweeps through my body until I have to grasp his hair to stop myself from spiraling completely away. My own hair casts a ruddy pink haze into the night.
My hips rock toward Mirage’s mouth of their own accord. His approving chuckle reverberates through my core with a pulse of pleasure that has me moaning.
Raze groans and massages my thighs. His mouth brands the side of my neck and all across my bare shoulder. “Keep bringing out that gorgeous glow. I love seeing how good we’re making you feel. Show off your power. Tell him exactly what you need, Glowbug.”
A shaky breath escapes me. Mirage laps across my opening and sucks hard on my clit, and I shudder in Raze’s embrace. The ecstatic sensations are flooding me so swiftly I feel like I’ll break right apart, but in the most delightful possible way.
I want even more. And Mirage will offer it if I ask, won’t he?
I tug on his hair. “I want you inside me. I want you coming with me.”
The fox shifter makes a sound that’s half groan, half growl and surges up to meet me. His clothes waver away with the same trick I used. He catches my mouth and presses into me where I’m braced against Raze, sliding the head of his hard cock over my folds.
“Right here, Rainbow?”
I can only manage an inarticulate noise of approval, but I must get my meaning across. With a ragged sigh, he plunges into me.
It isn’t the same immense fullness I experienced with Raze, but Mirage’s thrust brings just as much heady pleasure. I sway to meet him, urging him on.
With every buck of his hips, Mirage pushes deeper. Soon he’s stroking right against the special spot within that seems to be the source of my body’s capacity for bliss. Every time he hits it, I careen farther into a giddy delirium.
But I’m not so far gone I forget about my other lover: the stalwart, statuesque being who’s supporting me.
My mouth collides with Mirage’s in a wild kiss, and then I tip my head against Raze’s shoulder, groping behind me at the same time. “Want… you… too.”
The basilisk shifter grunts and adjusts his hips to help me find his rigid shaft. Sometime during our interlude, he shed his clothes without my even noticing.
I wrap my fingers around his hardness and pump him up and down. At his ragged breath, I increase my grip and my speed.
We crash together, a storm of desire and pleasure. I know nothing beyond the press of the bodies on either side of me and the bliss they’re conjuring in my own.
I shatter apart first, the wave of my climax whiting out my vision. At my cry, Raze jerks against me. Moments after his release splashes over my wrist, Mirage bows his head and surges into me a final few times.
For several moments, we stand there locked together, breathing hard. Then Mirage lifts his head to place one more lingering kiss on my lips.
“There’s no one mightier than you. Every evil sorcerer in this world had better watch out.”
