Page 12 of My Boyfriends Are All Monsters
She cocked her head to the side, and the fear bled from her brown eyes to give way to wide-eyed inquisitiveness. Thesight of it stirred feelings so intense that my essence flared again. At least three of my ribs cracked in an attempt to hold it in place. “Though, if I am honest, this form is too small to contain all of me. Would you oppose the sight of a larger creature? Or I could bring Noah back if you like.”
A nervous giggle escaped her lips. Then her face broke into a wide smile before bellowing laughter spilled out. “You don’t care what form you take so long as it’s big enough to fit you?”
I nodded.
Lucy dotted the wetness from her eyes with her sleeve. “Does that mean you could turn into something crazy like a kraken shifter if I asked?”
Releasing her hand, I backed away and released myself from the form of Dr. Crane. Lucy watched transfixed as my vines took new shape. Eight winding tentacles stretched along the room, while I shaped the torso and face to still take on the rugged, symmetrical features she seemed to like. With so many extra appendages, this form suited my needs quite nicely. Once finished, I presented myself to her. “Is this still to your liking?”
Her mouth fell open in shock. She looked away from me and brought a hand to her lips. Glancing back, she cleared her throat and asked, “Let’s say I could get on board with this. Will I be trapped on this mountain forever, or could I still leave and come back?”
The thought of her previous mate resting at the top of my mountain came to mind, and pestilent jealousy demanded I guide wolves to his encampment. Quelling my rage, I answered honestly. “I do not want you to leave. But I will not force you to stay.”
Catching her breath, Lucy stood and reached for me.
The invitation for consensual touch had me falling into her before I could control myself. My arms slid around her back while all eight tentacles greedily wound themselves over any part of her perfect body that they could reach. She stiffened at first before returning the gesture by taking as much of me as she could against her.
“Is this body big enough for you?”
“It’s still a little cramped. But it’s manageable. Unless you have another desire I could take the shape of?”
She laughed against my chest, and it tasted better than blood ever could.
“Let me snag the Kindle from my bag. I’m sure I could pick out a few more.”
Chapter 6
Lucy
Let the record show that when Lucy Sawyer was presented with a gift from a literal god, I did not squander it.
Hemlock kept my wrists pinned above my head with a tentacle while two more wrapped around my ankles, keeping me spread-eagle. There was a sound of rustling leaves and the smell of rain before two more men appeared: a vampire with glowing red eyes and long black hair, and some skull-headed demon that belonged on the world’s biggest hear-me-out cake.
The demon wasted no time sinking to his knees at the edge of the bed. Moaning, he pressed his face against my pussy and breathed deep. Clawed hands traveled up my body; the demon’s eyes found mine and watched with no shortage of satisfaction when my gaze widened at the sight of his tongue. It was longer than my forearm, with a row of silver beads pierced along the top.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Oh, yes,” he agreed, sinking that long tongue into me. Tentacles gently stroked along the soft skin of my breasts before suctioning themselves to my hard nipples andpinching. A thick coil moved between my thighs, and I bucked my hips when the tip teased against my ass. The kraken shifter at my back hummed in approval.
Long black hair tickled against my chest as the vampire traced kisses along my collarbone. “Such a delicate neck.” He let his teeth scrape against the vein along the side. “You know, I’m a tad surprised you picked a vampire after you learned I’ve already enjoyed the taste of your blood. Most humans would have run screaming after that.”
“Most humans lack imagination.” I tried to say the words with confidence, but with a demon between my thighs licking me like a fucking pro, it sounded more like a desperate whimper.
Hemlock smiled; the nail of his thumb pricked against the vein as he tilted my head farther, granting him better access. The blood beneath the skin heated to a fever pitch in anticipation. “I’m going to bite you here, Sweet Thing. Sink my fangs in deep and taste your desire as you come apart beneath me.”
The skull-headed demon groaned deep against my cunt. His beaded tongue swirled around the sensitive jewel of my clit until my legs shook. A tentacle slipped past the tight ring of muscle to dip its tip into my ass.
“Fuck!”
The vampire’s cold breath caressed my skin as he laughed. “If you can even hold out that long.” Teasing fingers slid up the nape of my neck until he grabbed a fistful of my braids and tilted my head back, crushing his lips against mine in a dominating kiss. “Hold it for me,” he whispered.
I shuddered, trying to hold back the mounting release. The demon between my legs shoved my thighs to my chest and drove his tongue so deep I couldn’t help but buck against him.
“Hold still for me.” The demon’s words came out in a guttural snarl, but the way his clawed hands gently stroked my thighs while pinning them to my chest was nothing short of a lover’s touch. He curled his long tongue so that the round piercing at the base rolled against my clit as he worshipped me further.
Hemlock nipped at my neck. “I want my cock inside you while I taste your blood. Decide for me, Lucy.”
The kraken’s fingers dug into my hips as he pushed the tentacle deeper into my ass. Rolling waves of pleasure nearly took me over the edge when the demon pressed his tongue deeper to meet him.
