My Boyfriends Are All Monsters

by Kimberly Lemming

“Is this body big enough for you?” “It’s still a little cramped. But it’s manageable. Unless you have another desire I could take the shape of?” She laughed against my chest, and it tasted better than blood ever could. “Let me snag the Kindle from my bag. I’m sure I could pick out a few more.”

Let the record show that when Lucy Sawyer was presented with a gift from a literal god, I did not squander it. Hemlock kept my wrists pinned above my head with a tentacle while two more wrapped around my ankles, keeping me spread-eagle. There was a sound of rustling leaves and the smell of rain before two more men appeared: a vampire with glowing red eyes and long black hair, and some skull-headed demon that belonged on the world’s biggest hear-me-out cake. The demon wasted no time sinking to his knees at the edge of the bed.

“You know, I’m a tad surprised you picked a vampire after you learned I’ve already enjoyed the taste of your blood. Most humans would have run screaming after that.” “Most humans lack imagination.” I tried to say the words with confidence, but with a demon between my thighs licking me like a fucking pro, it sounded more like a desperate whimper.

“I’m going to bite you here, Sweet Thing. Sink my fangs in deep and taste your desire as you come apart beneath me.”