Page 37 of Monster's Obsession

“I love seeing your lips wrapped around my cock. Suck harder,” he growled while I was panting from his tail circling my clit.

Pumping my mouth over him, I felt him tensing, his balls drawing in, his cock somehow harder.

He was about to explode in my mouth, so I went faster.

But he suddenly tugged my hair back, pulling me off his cock, his tail slipping out of me. That was when I noticed him staring up at something behind me.

I did the same, quickly understanding we weren’t alone.

I hadn’t even heard anyone enter the room, but a group of guards had Steele by the arm, shoving him inside, all of them watching us. A blush warmed my cheeks, and I closed my legs immediately. How long had they been watching me give Creed head while his tail fucked me?

I shot to my feet, suddenly feeling vulnerable being naked. Invaded. Shaking.

Creed barked something at the guards to leave, and they scurried out of the room fast, shutting the door behind him.

Steele’s gaze burned over me, and I stood there feeling lost and torn. “What’s going on?”

Before I could move to grab something to cover myself, Creed wrapped an arm around my middle and drew me down to sit on his lap, his cock nestled against my ass.

Steele had just stepped out of the shower, hair wet, clean clothes, but the blushing red scars on his face were fresh.

“Creed, what’s happening?” My gaze swung from him to Steele, who watched me carefully, then back at Creed.

“Pet, I’ve tried everything to feed our population, and maybe the missing element has been Steele. He returned to the city when the change happened, so what if his presence disrupted the energy? He used to always participate in feeds, so he's going to join us now and we can discover if this works.”

I blinked at him, unsure if I heard right. “You were trying to kill him not long ago, and now you want to share me with him?” Trying to make sense of everything was hurting my head.

“Sweetheart,” Steele said softly from across the room, drawing my attention to him. “I’m not being forced into doing this. I agreed to help. Are you comfortable with both of us fucking you?”

By the way his pants tented with his erection, I had no doubt he meant every word.

Simply staring at him sent my tummy into a fluttering mess of butterflies.

I loved the guy, even if we had so much to talk about. Everything had happened so fast between us that we never got alone time. And I doubted this would be the ideal spot to talk about our emotions or that he forgot to tell me he was a monster too. Especially not with Creed possessively holding onto me.

Steele stared at me with piercing eyes that carried a hungry determination. I missed him so much it hurt.

“Of course I’m ecstatic to be shared,” I murmured, desperately wanting this to be the beginning of them mending their ways too.

Steele smiled, the flawless proportions on his face looking like he’d been carved out of marble into one of those angel statues.

“Thank you,” Creed murmured in my ear, his warm breath flaring over my neck, his hands sliding tenderly under my breasts, igniting my arousal tenfold.

I nodded, caught up in a strange sensation of desire, confusion, and worry that these two powerful monsters might end up in a fight again. I didn’t miss the way they glared at each other like they knew something I wasn’t privy to.

It was a bizarre thing to be between two men I adored, and yet they loathed one another. Should I kiss them, or get them to open up and talk about their differences?

But everything faded into the abyss of my mind when Creed’s hands slid down my body, pushing my legs apart, his fingers stroking me.

I moaned, my spine arching, and I somehow managed to grow wetter. Perhaps I shouldn’t be as turned on as I was, except the way Steele studied me, licking his lips, made me feel like a goddess.

I’d barely recovered from my morning session with my king, but here I was again moaning, my hips rocking for more.

“Approach, Steele,” he commanded, tucking my legs over his, so he could spread me wider as I sat on his lap. “She needs us, so taste her, show her how much you’ve missed her.”

My handsome lover stepped forward, tearing his shirt up and over his head, his gaze never leaving me. He never once protested at kneeling before Creed and me.

“Don’t look so worried,” he said with a smile. “You’re spectacular, and between us, we’ll make you feel things you’ve never experienced before.”

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