Dancing with Monsters

I had an entire speech planned outlining all the dangers we were currently facing and what we should concentrate on next, and yet, the second all my men appeared in the same room, all my good intentions went out the window.

Oh sure, I tried to put on a good face, especially when Viktor proposed, but I was fast becoming nothing more than a pile of goo. Add on the mind-blowing kiss from Levi, and all I wanted to do was take them to bed.

"You are too much in your head," chuckled Greyson as he looked down at me. "Clearly, I'm not doing this right." He was carrying me like a princess up the stairs, and I wasn't scared for a second that he would drop me. The once-human man was massive, and even his muscles had muscles.

Letting me go completely for a second, he caught me out of mid-air and threw me over his shoulder before slapping my ass. "Let's see if you can still think with all the blood running to your head."

There was a chorus of chuckles from behind us, and I looked up from Greyson's firm ass to where Levi's eyes were twinkling with laughter. "You just need to give her a little kiss," he smirked. "That makes all those bad thoughts behind her eyes vanish into nothing."

"You can't kiss me every time I get lost in my head," I muttered, smacking Greyson's ass as he continued up the stairs. "You'd never stop kissing me."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," chuckled Michael from somewhere down the stairs. "There are eight of us, more than enough to keep you so satisfied in bed that you never want to leave it."

"Big words from a man who has yet to kiss me," I shot back, sticking out my tongue. However, there was nothing I could do to prevent his words from making me dripping wet.

The low groan coming from the guys let me know that they could smell me, and they didn't mind it at all.

"Ah," grunted Viktor from where he was walking beside Levi. "You are more of an auditory lover, huh?" He continued, his voice deepening to a low growl that sent goosebumps up and down my arms. "You want us to tell you exactly what we have planned for you."

"I guess that's a way to kill time until we get to the bedroom," grunted Nicholas, his voice just as deep and rough as Viktor's. "I have to admit, I've been dreaming for years about how you would taste. The honey dripping down your thighs has been the only thing that I could think about at night when I was alone in bed."

I moaned softly at his words and the picture of him in his bed, alone and thinking about me.

"I can tell you from experience that you'll never forget the taste," smirked Mathew as he looked over at Nicholas. "In fact, if you hadn't been such a fucking cockblocker that night, coming back from the dead and all, I would have been able to have an even better taste."

My eyes went wide as I listened to Mathew baiting the rest of the men. "What?" I squealed, my face turning bright red as Greyson opened the door to my bedroom and strolled inside, the rest of the guys on his heels. "When was this?"

"After I left your room in LA, I couldn't help but lick my fingers clean," murmured Mathew in my ear, knowing fully well that everyone around us could hear him. "And nothing compares to your taste. I've even stolen a pair of your underwear just to get close to the smell again."

"Huh," grunted Dementyev, pulling out a pair of black silk underwear from his pocket. "And here was me thinking that I was the only one to do that."

The men around me chuckled again while Greyson sent me flying onto the bed. Someone turned on the bedside lamps, lighting up a small section of the bed in a gentle light.

"It seems that long before you tied your string to ours, we were yours," whispered Greyson in my ear as he got off the bed. "Now, you have way too many clothes on for what we have planned for you."

Leaning forward in bed, I smiled at the eight men around me, my eyes drooping as my body begged me to turn off my mind and just enjoy what was to come next.

"If you want me naked," I announced, "You're going to have to do it yourself."

Sasha weaved around Greyson to take my hand, pulling me to my feet. "Do you know how perfect you are?" he asked, his whisper-soft voice making it seem like it was just the two of us in the room.

Ever so slowly, he gripped the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head as if we had all the time in the world. "I know I don't deserve you, but I am going to remind you every day until the world is destroyed; just why you chose me when you could have had anyone."

As soon as my shirt was lying on the floor, Sasha spun me around so that I was facing the bed, and where Viktor stood on the other side.

Dropping to his knees behind me, I felt him reach up to unhook my bra as his lips trailed around the small of my back.

I couldn't help but shiver at the feeling of his hot breath on my skin as my bra dropped to the floor, leaving my breasts on full display.

Once again, Sasha reached up to cup each breast in his hand, my nipples sandwiched between his fingers. Using his tongue to make lazy designs on my spine, Sasha's hands started to kneed my tits.

I was so comfortable and turned on at the same time that I didn't know what to do. My eyes dropped closed as the sensations became even more intense.

Another man grabbed one of my hands, his lips trailing up and down my inner arm with kisses just as slow as Sasha's. Opening my eyes, I saw Levi staring back at me, his gaze never leaving mine as he kissed my inner elbow.

"There is no way I'm letting Sasha have all the fun," he murmured, a slight smirk on his face. "Sharing is caring and all that."