Page 99 of Grotesque Love
“It’s about time, you two,” Jas teases, a playful grin on his face.
“We’ve been waiting for this moment,” Mal adds. “I can’t wait to watch you take his knot, little hellion.”
I swallow nervously at his words. Me? Take Sax’s knot? He’s so huge already, there’s no way his knot will fit inside me too.
The lust that was ignited by Sax’s kiss is extinguished as fear and trepidation takes over.
“I-I…” The words won’t come out.
Fuck.
How am I going to manage this?
SAX
“It’s okay little dove. I’d never hurt you.” Panic flickers in Ari’s eyes, so I wrap my arm around her protectively, pulling her closer to my side. “It’s why I’ve waited. But I need to make you mine.”
She gives me a gentle smile that’s like the early morning rays. “I’ve always been yours. The three of yours, Daddy.”
Her words are my undoing. I need to protect her and make her understand that I would never risk harming her. She may believe my words, my vow, but I need to show her.
Scooping her up into my arms, I carry her to the bed, and lay her down like the precious treasure she is. She looks up at me with love and trust shining in her bright blue eyes.
With a careful claw, I shred her flimsy nightie right down the centre, marvelling at how perfect she looks bared before me like an offering. She makes my mouth water, but I resist the urge to bury my face between her legs.
I’ve waited too long to make her mine, letting my brothers savour her touch, preparing her for me, and now that the moment is here…
“Daddy, please.”
Fuck.
I crawl between her legs, intently watching her parted lips, her scent intoxicating me. I need to show her that she belongs to me.
“You’re mine, Ari,” I growl, my voice dark and primal. “I’ve come to take you, to claim you. I need to feel you around me, to know that you’re mine.”
Her eyes widen, and she nods, understanding the intensity building within me. She wants this just as much as I do.
Claiming her mouth in a fierce kiss, my tongue delves deeper, tasting her, marking her as mine. Her tiny hands grip my horns before moving down my body to my wing slits.
I slide one finger inside her soaking wet tight pussy, and kiss my way down the column of her neck, leaving love bites on herskin. Her body will be my undoing. She rocks against me, demanding more as my thumb traces lazy circles over her clit.
One becomes two. I stretch her, twisting and scissoring, slowly fucking her with my fingers. “So perfect. You’re going to be such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“My filthy girl,” I murmur against her nipple while adding another finger. “I’ve got three fingers buried inside you, but it’s not enough, is it?”
My tongue flicks out over the hardened nub, drawing another little noise from her as I suck, hard.
Almost reluctantly, I pull away and position myself at her entrance, my gaze locked on hers. “Are you ready, little dove?”
Her nod is tremulous, her eyes filled with desire and trust. She wants me, needs me.
Pressing the head of my cock against her slick cunt, I slowly push forward inch by inch until I’m fully immersed in her, the pleasure overwhelming.
She cries out as I roll my hips, and I know she feels the connection, the bond I’m forming with her.
“Take me, Daddy,” she begs, her voice a seductive whisper, and I suck in a sharp breath, her words sending jolts of lust through me. “I need you.”