Dancing with Monsters

With Sasha on his knees behind me and Levi holding my arm and worshiping my skin with his kisses, I felt like a Queen.

Dementyev took my other hand in his calloused one, stroking my delicate skin with the tip of his fingers. "So precious," he murmured into my ear. Opening one eye, I saw him staring at my skin. "So…" Letting out a soft moan as he picked up my hand and kissed my inner wrist. "Mine."

Without warning, he sunk his teeth into my wrist, right beside my pounding pulse. The pain, while unexpected, did something to me that I didn't think possible. Moisture gushed from my core, dripping down my legs as Dom continued to lick at the wound he had just caused.

Feeling a tongue licking up my inner thigh, I heard Sasha groan in delight. "I could eat this day and night and never be hungry for food."

His tongue continued to trail a path back up to where my most sensitive part was. My body seemed to have given up with the overstimulation, and I felt my head drop backward, my knees becoming so weak I could no longer stand.

"Give her a second to breathe," chuckled Nicholas, snatching me away from my three men. Throwing me on the bed, he quickly climbed on, not letting anyone else approach. "It's not fair," he growled, his eyes flashing for a moment before he got himself under control. "I want a taste, too."

Spreading my legs out as far as they could, he wedged himself between my thigh, his hot breath ticking my pussy.

Arching my back, I tried to rub myself against his face, eager to get that feeling Sasha had given me back. I wanted… more.

"Patience, my Butterfly," chuckled Nicholas, clearly enjoying egging me on. His breath continued to dance over my already hot skin as I squirmed on the bed.

"Why does she need patience?" asked Michael, cocking his head to the side as he studied my face. "Clearly the fates knew what she needed better than any of us, or she wouldn't have called so many mates. I think you just have a thing for control."

Nicholas hummed in agreement as Viktor let out a low snort. "Do you really think you are going to be able to beat the demon for a taste?" he asked, his own eyes never breaking away from where Nicholas' head was half hidden between my legs.

"Why do I have to beat him for a taste?" chuckled Michael, climbing onto the bed beside me. "We have eternity to explore just how perfect she tastes; it doesn't have to be done in one night. But what we do have to do is make sure that our mate has every last bit of pleasure rung out of her."

Closing my eyes, I could feel Michael's hot breath closing over one of my nipples, his teeth gently biting into the sensitive skin. However, as soon as he bit, he backed away, blowing gently on my skin until my nipple was standing at attention, wanting more… waiting for more.

"See?" he said softly, looking over his shoulder at Viktor, "There are lots of places on her body to taste."

"And once you get a taste of her…" moaned Dementyev, licking a drop of blood from the side of his mouth.

"There is no going back," finished Sasha, his pupils blown as he stared at my naked body.

I was so scared that this would be awkward or not feel right. But with all these men around me, with all my men around me, this was nothing short of perfection. 

"You are all too dressed for what I want," I complained, looking down at Nicholas.

"And what is it that you want?" chuckled Nicholas, taking a long lick of my slit. "More of this?"

"Yes," I hissed, arching my back. Of course, that only drove my nipple even deeper into Michael's mouth. "And something else."

"Use your words, Puiul Meu Mic," growled Viktor, his tone and Nicholas' tongue making me wetter than I had ever been before. "Tell us exactly what you want. If you can do that, we will obey your every command."

Just as I opened my mouth to demand that someone finally fucks me, Nicholas' tongue dove deep into the core, wringing a moan out of me.

"Sorry, Princess," chuckled Sasha as he climbed on the bed. Moving so that I was resting against his chest, his hands trailed up and down my sides, ignoring the two men who were eating me alive. "I didn't quite catch that. What did you want to say?"

Letting out a frustrated growl, I couldn't help but tighten my thighs as Nicholas' nose brushed against my clit. I could feel the orgasm building higher and higher until Michael sent me over the edge as he sank his sharp teeth into my right breast.

"That's one," murmured Sasha into my ear. "You need to have one from everyone before the night is done. So, what do you want us to do?"

"Fuck me!" I screamed, pulling Sasha's head down so that I was able to finally kiss him. A week ago, this man had been dead, and now he was alive and well and in my bed.

Looking around the room, I stared at all my mates. "Fuck me so hard that I forget the fact that you died."

Nicholas chuckled as he withdrew his tongue. Straightening up, he pulled me down just enough so that my hole was perfectly lined up with his cock. "I didn't die this time around," he murmured, bringing me back to a time when he did die. "But I can certainly fuck you so hard you won't know where I start and you end. You called to me long before you were born, and you will be mine long after the world has come to an end. My mate, my other half, my Queen."

Without warning, he pulled me onto his cock, filling me completely with just a single stroke.

I came so hard that I blacked out for a moment, a smile on my face. When I came to, his cock was still buried inside me. "More of that, please, and thank you."