Page 22 of Little Music of Night

Fuck, she was gorgeous.

I removed my fingers, taking the few seconds she was blissed out to reposition her. I put her on all fours facing Erik and settled behind her, meeting his gaze as I guided the head of my cock to her pussy.

“Ray,” she whimpered.

I paused, looking down at her. “Should we stop?”

“No.”

Okay then.I looked down at my cock, wondering if she’d be able to take me. Ridges lined the top and bottom, my knot at the base swollen and ready to be locked inside her.

Erik was suddenly in front of her, both of his cocks out and hard. Pre-cum dripped from them, and shocking us equally, Christy opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out.

I growled and thrust forward, giving her the first couple of inches. She gasped, her head falling forward, her shoulders tensing.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpered. “You’re thick. You’re so fucking thick. And long.”

I pushed further inside her, holding Erik’s gaze as I claimed our mate. His eyes softened as I kept slowly easing into her.

She made the most perfect sounds.

I love you,he told me.

I love you as well.

We will love her. She will love us. I know it.

I hoped that was true. I hoped that soon, our curse would be just a bad memory.

But for now, for this moment, I focused on being inside her and thrusted my hips all the way forward—giving her every phantom inch of my monstrous cock.

7 /ALL OF YOU

Christy

I didn’t know cocks like this were an option.

I stretched around Ray and whimpered, pleasure rushing through me. I felt like I was on top of the world. After two earth-shattering orgasms, one would think I’d be finished. But now, Erik’s cocks were right in front of my mouth, Ray was inside me—and I was a selfish, needy girl.

They’d awakened this part of me. The one I kept locked away, my own little demon. The masochist, the whore, the deviant.

To the world, I was an opera singer. I was aclassy woman, as so many men had labeled me. I lived my life by society’s rules and was very good at masking as a “normal” person.

But normal was so fucking boring.

Maybe it was finally knowing the world I’d grown up in had a giant secret, but something had shifted inside me in the last twenty-four hours. Knowing that monsters were real made me realize there was so much more I could be doing for myself, and in my life, outside of my career.

My mouth opened eagerly and I reached for one of Erik’s cocks. He moved closer, offering me the tip. I studied it for amoment, completely enchanted by the shape of him. Not quite human. And like Ray’s cock, the tip was slanted, he had ridges on the top and bottom, and it was thick. Thick and long.

Oh, and there was a second one.

“That’s it,” he whispered. “Take me into your mouth, angel. Worship my cock. I know you want it. I know you need it.”

Ray slapped my ass again. Pain and pleasure careened through me as I met his thrusts, his ribbed cock sliding even deeper.

I wanted this so much. To be shared between them, my body sandwiched between the two sexy phantoms like I was their toy. I should have kicked them both out and told them to never speak to me again now that I knew they’d been watching me for so long—butfuck it.It turned me on in a way I knew made me a little bit of a freak, but I didn’t care. I just didn’t fucking care.

Their cocks felt too damn good.