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Seriously, I was one muttered complaint about how slow my human legs moved away from whispering, ‘sorry, Monster Daddy,’ and dropping to my knees to ask for forgiveness.
“You don’t have to drag me, you know,” I pointed out. “I am here entirely willingly.”
I’d been promised monster fucking, and I wasn’t getting any damn monster fucking.
The bigger the horns, the bigger the dick? I covertly scanned the room, deciding my husband for sure had the biggest horns here.
I’d been taught about the shadow realm a little before I was booted out for being a horny perversion of a Hunter,
Were they flirting? It seemed kind of flirty. The kind of flirting you did when someone pissed you off most of the time but you still had sex dreams about them and woke up hating yourself a little bit.
Remember to be horny
I’d manifested my anger in the form of a particularly X-rated drawing of a Shade who wasn’t not Allerick rigging up a naked, dripping Hunter lover who wasn’t not me with ropes made of shadows on the four-poster bed.
He didn’t get to have horny Ophelia. Rude kings who probably had a harem of monster side chicks didn’t get to have horny wives.
Do not react, I instructed my vagina. We’re not doing that anymore.
“Are you… were you just standing in the corner waiting for me?” Ophelia asked, her brow creasing. Levana immediately dropped her gaze to the floor, and I had the sneaking suspicion that she was trying to hide a smile. “No,” I replied defensively.
Allerick’s claws scraped against my scalp and my vagina jumped for joy while my brain pointed out he was scratching me like I was a cat.
I was not about to make courteous small talk with the actors who’d mocked me and my wife, even if the jests were all in good fun.
His wife had elaborate monster fucking fantasies, and he was a monster who hadn’t been fucking me.
“Please, please…” I panted, reaching for Allerick. “No more?” he assumed ruefully. I blinked at him. “Show me your cock,” I corrected. “Definitely more, are you joking right now?”
My mouth went dry. All the fluid in my body had traveled south on an urgent lubrication mission.
“You may be the king of this realm and used to demanding every little thing you want,” I purred, rocking my hips slowly. “But I am your queen. You will put in work for me.”
saying a silent prayer that my birth control held up against monster sperm,
“I’m going to bloat up like a balloon if you keep filling me with cum,” I whined, not entirely sure if I was protesting or begging for more.
“This can’t be healthy. This is too many orgasms. I’m going to die of orgasms.”
“Oh my god, I’m leaving a trail on the floor, this is so humiliating.” “It is wonderful,” I corrected, scooping her up anyway and carrying her the rest of the way.
It was a flower. But instead of being black or gray as it usually was, an iridescent gold tipped the edges of the petals, fading into black towards the center of the bloom. I carefully picked it out of Leonie’s hand by the short stem, holding it up to admire. Color. Something with color had grown in the shadow realm. “Your majesty,” Leonie said, dropping to one knee and bowing her head. “This is thanks to you.” It took me a moment to realize that Leonie wasn’t speaking to me, but to Ophelia. That the heads bowed at every table were in Ophelia’s honor.
I’d had the filthiest dreams I’d ever had now that my imagination had received the knotting expansion pack,
her slick
Astrid held up her empty hands, though she was visibly shaking. “I’m not armed. I am fucking pissed though, what took you so long?” I hesitantly gestured at the night sky outside. “I’ve kept my house pitch black all day waiting for you assholes to show up,” she snapped.
“Because I didn’t tell your sister that she was the first woman I loved, the only woman I’d ever love, and I’ll die with the regret of not making my feelings for her clear when I had the chance.” “Oh.” Astrid blinked while Soren awkwardly looked everywhere except at me. “I guess men are kind of the same in every realm.”