Page 112 of Fated to Monsters

Dash repositions himself behind me, his hands finding the bottom of my shirt and dragging it over my head, forcing me and Wes to break apart for the split moment my top is removed.

I meet Bo’s fierce gaze in that sheer second and continue kissing Wes.

Wes moans into my mouth and my arousal builds.

Someone, who I assume is Dash, glides his hand over my back, skimming it around the front, and slithers it into my pants. His gentle touch grazes my clit, and he dips his fingers along my wetness.

I arch toward him and all but beg for his fingers to penetrate me.

“Take her pants off,” Bo commands whoever might be listening.

Wes breaks from my kiss long enough to drag my bottoms down and over my ass, discarding them onto the floor. He's usually the tidy one, but right now, that must be the last thing on his mind.

Completely nude in a room of fully clothed men, I spread my legs and wait for whatever it is they’re about to do to me.

Starting at my ankle, Wes moves his way up slowly, his eyes glowing and locked onto mine. He skims his tongue over my flesh until he halts at my core.

“Please,” I beg while leaning back onto my elbows.

Dash comes around my side and lowers himself closer, his mouth landing on mine for a heated kiss. Our tongues swirl together as Wes does his own exploration of my center.

I moan into Dash and whimper when Wes trails his finger over my clit before shoving it inside of me.

He turns his palm upward and slides another finger in, rocking them gently but firmly.

Dash weaves his hand under my neck, supporting the back of my head, and uses his other hand to skate over my bare breasts. He stops at my nipple, pinching it between his fingers, and I nearly come undone.

“That’s it,” Bo breathes, his presence closer than it was moments ago.

My core tightens and I find myself unable to withstand the pleasure any longer. I climax hard, biting down on Dash's lip and shuddering around Wes. My entire body shivers with bliss, and all too soon, Wes withdraws himself from me.

A second later, I hear the brief hissing of a zipper and feel the weight of Wes crawling onto the bed, on top of me. With no other warning and my mouth still melting with Dash's, Wes glides the tip of his cock over my entrance and pushes himself slowly in, stretching me with gentle ease. He fills me gradually and hooks his arm under my frame to lift me toward him.

Still trembling from my first orgasm, I tense around Wes’s shaft, his hardness filling me so fucking full that I grow concerned about Bo's warning. There's no way he's bigger than Wes…but when I think back to having his cock in my mouth, he might actually be. Especially if he shifts into his demonic side. Those barbs that penetrated me were only just the beginning of what Bo has in store for me.

“You’re doing good, Birdie.” Bo exhales and from the sound of his footsteps, he must come closer.

Wes slides into me deeper, his girth and length spreading me open.

I reach my hand and search for Dash’s groin, finally landing on his hardened cock concealed in his pants.

He moans against my touch but doesn’t take his mouth off mine.

Wiggling my palm under his waistband, I secure myself around his shaft, gripping and tugging him. I stroke Dash as Wes fucks me and Bo watches from his close distance. Having the attention of all three of them is overwhelming to the senses and makes me crave them that much more.

If only Bo would stop biding his time and join in on the fun instead of being a voyeur.

Wes grips my waist and pulls me upward, the change in position sending a newfound spike of pleasure through me. A thumb finds my clit, and when I briefly peek through my lids, it’s Bo that’s touching me. With one of his hands bracing himself on the bedframe, he uses the other to apply steady pressure on my most sensitive area. His muscles bulge the plain dark T-shirt he's wearing, and just the sight of him heightens my arousal.

I keep my eyes on Bo, my mouth and hand on Dash, and rock my hips to allow Wes to fuck me. My center tightens and my breath catches as my climax builds. Wes’s cock hardens inside of me and alerts me to his near orgasm, too.

Sweat glistens on Wes’s brow and accentuates his already gorgeous features. His gaze darts between his cock pumping in and out of me and my eyes. He doesn’t seem at all bothered that two other men are touching me.

Bo pinches my clit, and I cry out into Dash as Wes pumps inside of me, both of us falling over the edge into bliss together.

Wes groans, his face contorting, and somehow, it’s the sexiest sight I’ve ever witnessed.

I grip Dash’s shaft and ride out the orgasm with Wes, this one lasting much longer than the first. My pussy quivers around him, and he thrusts inside of me, each one slower than the last, until he’s fucked me all the way through.

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