I guess that was the intention.
“We created this room in the hope that you would someday return to us, little bell, and now that you’re finally here, well, I think it’s about time we gave the bed a test run.”
I quirk my brow, stepping into the room as I place my hand down on the mattress. I bet the bedsprings are strong. They’d have to be to endure the weight of all my monsters.
My breath comes in gasps as I envision the things they will do to me on this very bed, just like I always pictured in my dreams, and now I gaze up at Enzo, biting my lip.
“Will Madoc and Grey be joining us too?”
Enzo chuckles. “They’re already on their way. They just need to return from their hunt first.”
Excitement thrums through my veins like a nest of angry hornets, and I don’t think I will be able to wait that long. My legs pulse, and I squeeze my thighs together, trying to stave off my desire.
Enzo stills, his nostrils flaring as he gets a sniff of the lust dripping between my legs, and now he bares his teeth.
“Screw my brothers...”
In a flash, he has me on the bed, and the weight of his body crushes me like a rock. His orange eyes smolder as he pins my hands above my head, trapping me in place, and I melt into putty like a helpless damsel.
It looks like this little princess needs to be rescued from the big, bad monster.
With a snarl, Enzo leans down and bites my neck, and my back arches when he digs his teeth in a little too deep. White lights flash behind my eyes, and just the bite of his jaw is enough to make me come.
I’m a zebra on the African savanna, getting the life sucked from her lungs by a vicious lion, and talk about the whole predator/prey dynamic.
I guess my monsters are even stronger in this world, more animal-like, and I’m certainly looking forward to seeing what they can do for me.
Enzo lets go of my arms, and he allows me a moment to caress his face. I start with that aquiline nose, running my finger down the bridge until I stop at his lips, and now I caress his mouth, eliciting a deep purr from his chest.
He really is one big kitty cat. A cat with horns.
Now I reach my hands for his horns, and my fingers graze those bumps and ridges. They remind me of the grooves along Madoc’s and Grey’s dicks, and I hope Enzo’s is just as ridged too.
Enzo closes his eyes when I caress the base of his horns, and he appears to be secreting some kind of fluid there. It’s musky and sharp, and I’m pretty sure my pupils blow out when the scent travels to my nose.
Fuck. It’s highly addictive. Kind of like men’s cologne.
“It’s... my musk. Horned monsters often secret musk from their horns when they’re ready to mate.”
I sniff the fluid again, losing myself in the scent. Damn. Not even Calvin Klein or Ralph Lauren could compare. Enzo’s musk would sell like hotcakes. It’s a highly sexual scent, and it makes me want to lick his horns from the base and all the way to the tip.
Slowly, I reach up and lick the secretion from the base of his horn, and I lose myself in his taste as I run my tongue over the grooves of his horn.
Enzo rumbles in deep satisfaction, and I smirk when I reach the tip of his horn and suck. “Do you like it when I lick your horns, Enzo?”
His breathing is jagged as he takes a second to reply. “I like it when you lick any part of me, little bell. I almost don’t want my brothers to arrive, but I promised them that the three of us could claim you together. That’s why I had this bed built after all.”
Again, I lose myself in the bronze-like texture of his horns, tracing my fingers through the grooves, and it really doesn’t take a lot to turn this former gentleman into monster putty.
There comes a loud hollering outside, and it’s Madoc. He likes to make noise when he returns home, and I don’t miss Enzo’s eye roll.
“Speak of the devil...”
It doesn’t take Madoc long to find us. He must have caught a whiff of my scent, and now he comes barging into the room, his eyes wild as they settle on me and Enzo.
“Hey, no fair. You started without us!”
The psycho dives onto the bed, making the whole thing shake, and the cabin seems to rumble. Then Grey steps into the room, closing the door behind him. Just before the wood clicks in place, I spy the violet eyes of Nero out in the hall, and they’re focused solely on me.