Chapter 29

Iallow myself to melt into him, boneless from my orgasm, and finally able to let go of all inhibitions and fears. With every caress, every whispered promise, I'm changing, transforming into someone new – someone powerful, someone unafraid.

But when he softly turns me to look over at Mal and Jas…when I see the two of them locked together, pleasure unlike anything I've ever experienced rushes through me.

It's as if their desire is a living, breathing entity that fills the room, making the air thick with tension. Emotions mix with Sax's words and reverberate in my mind. Am I really responsible for their kiss?

Sax clears his throat and the pair break apart, looking our way with mischievous grins. I reach out my hand to them and neither hesitates to get to their feet and come join us on the bed.

"You were amazing, Ari," Jas says, dropping a kiss on my forehead as he runs a hand down my spine. It's strange, the slight warmth that's replaced his usual coolness, but I don't dislike it. It's just going to take some getting used to.

"Show us," Mal demands, nudging Sax's legs apart, making him chuckle.

Which of course, jolts his knot inside me, drawing another moan from my lips. "What are you doing?"

"He wants to see my knot, little dove," Sax explains.

"Wrong, old man," Mal snorts. "I want to see her gorgeous little cunt stretched by your knot."

His crass words make my cheeks heat, but my whole body burns when Sax carefully shifts, his hands pulling my arse cheeks apart, spreading me wide for Mal's viewing.

"Fuck." Mal's reverential hiss sends lightning down my spine. "Jas, come see this."

I squirm and bury my heated face into Sax's chest, but of course, I'm going nowhere.

"She looks so perfect, impaled on Daddy Sax like that." Jas sighs wistfully. "I knew she would."

His fingertips delicately brush over where I'm stretched wide, the barely-there touch over the sensitive skin sending a million pleasure signals to my brain. I can't believe how turned on I am by their admiration. My entire body is on fire, and the slickness between my legs is growing with every word of encouragement, seeping out from the seal of Sax's knot.

I gasp as Jas leans in, and flicks out his tongue, lapping at the escaping cum. Sax only chuckles, pushing my legs wider as his hand moves between us, his fingers expertly finding my clit. As he teases me, I whimper and writhe on top of him.

His voice is low and thick as he says, "You see what you did to them, love? You made them want you. They've been so patient, letting me claim you all for myself, but now it's time to share."

My heart races. Not only did I drive Jas and Mal wild, but I also turned Sax on beyond belief. The thought of being with all three of them is dizzying, but I can't deny the desire that's coursing through every fibre of my being.

"Sax," I breathe, reaching for him as he continues to torment me with his touch. "I want you all. Please, just take me."

"Our pleasure, little dove." Sax grins wickedly, pulling his hand away from my soaked entrance. "But we need to wait for my knot to go down first, and with the way you keep writhing around, it's going to take some time. Why don't we watch the boys for a while, hmm?"

With firm hands around me, Sax gets to his feet and carries me over to the sofa, carefully seating me on his lap so that I have a good view of Mal and Jas on the bed.

"You lost the bet, gargoyle." Jas grins at Mal, his eyes filled with mischief. "Crispy dead lord smelled like pork, which means…you bottom."

Mal's expression softens, and I can see heat simmering in his eyes. He nods, still clutching Jas tightly.

"So be it," Mal says, his voice edged with an odd sort of vulnerability and I realise that when Mal and Jas have had sex in front of me before, Mal is always the one in charge.

Jas hums his approval at Mal's submission, leaning in for a kiss. He cups Mal's face, making soft noises as he pulls the gargoyle closer to him.

After a few moments of wandering hands and wandering mouths, Jas guides Mal down onto his stomach before kneeling between his spread legs.

Jas leans over, and it takes me a moment to realise that he's dipping his tongue inside Mal's wing slits, drawing low groans from the mouthy gargoyle and using his hands to massage Mal's muscular back at the same time. While Sax is all primal need, and Mal likes the pain and pleasure mixed, Jas is an intense slow burn and it's clear Mal isn't used to it as he huffs impatiently.

"Fuck me already, Jasper!" He growls into the pillow.

Jas chuckles, tongue laving the flap before sliding back inside the slit. "Don't even think about trying to top from the bottom, little gargoyle."

Mal grunts, murmuring something that I can't hear, but whatever it is, it gets a smirk from Jas.

My eyes are glued to them and I can't look away, even if I want to. Sax shifts slightly, rearranging himself so that our bodies are more comfortable. His cock twitches inside me, a silent reminder of his own desire. His hands trail down my sides, ghosting over my ribs and down to my hips. I moan softly, the feeling of his touch sending shivers through me, but still my gaze is on them.

"Sax takes you. Owns you. Forces you to submit." Jas kisses his way down Mal's spine, occasionally sinking his fangs in, making Mal's eyes roll back with a strangled noise. "You take me. You take Ari."

"And your point?"

"I want you to give." He grabs Mal's hip, and eases his arse into the air. "Not just surrender."

"What the fuck does that mean?" Mal tenses, and beneath me, Sax stifles a snicker which jostles the knot.

Jas isn't deterred though. He calmly continues moving his hands up Mal's thighs, down his back and along his ribs, worshipping every inch of him.

"It means, we're going to make love. Not just fuck." He sinks his fangs into the soft flesh of Mal's arse cheek. "It means, I'm going to eat your asshole until you come. And then I'm going to turn you over and fuck you, slowly."

Pulling his cheeks apart, Jas groans at the sight of Mal and I love that I get to witness how much Jas wants this. His cock is hard and dripping pre-cum onto the sheets, but still he takes his time.

"Face to face, Malachite. With nowhere to hide."

"Like fuck?—"

Mal tries to push up, but Jas is quicker, placing a hand between Mal's shoulder blades and holding him in place.

"I won." Jas chides. "Play fair, little gargoyle."

"Fine," Mal grumps, settling back down, but it hasn't escaped my attention that he's arched his back to give Jas better access.

Sax kisses my shoulder, hiding a small smile, and I think he knows as well as I do that Mal's protests are all for show.

Jas is in no rush. He leans in, burying his face in Mal's crease. He spits on Mal's hole before running a thick finger through the slickness, and pushing inside. He's gentle, but not as cautious as he is with me. Sax hums in approval, moving his hips in a half-aborted thrust inside me, as Jas works another finger inside Mal.

I watch, enraptured. He must brush against Mal's prostate because the gargoyle keens and writhes beneath him.

With a wicked grin, Jas buries his face against Mal, licking around Mal's stretched rim as he continues to finger the larger monster.

When Mal is a mumbling, moaning mess, Jas removes his fingers, only to replace them with his tongue. Mal turns his face to the side on the pillow, gaze locking with mine as Jas spears his tongue inside the tight ring of muscle. His eyes flutter closed, as he begins to rock back eagerly, chasing his pleasure.

Jas laps and suckles Mal's arsehole, making appreciative noises like a starving man. His hand comes between Mal's legs and he makes a tight fist around Mal's shaft, but he doesn't start pumping. He just holds Mal's throbbing, ridged shaft, letting pre-cum seep from the engorged tip.

It doesn't take long before Mal's hips begin to buck and roll of their own accord, and he's fucking into Jas' fist, chasing the friction. He lets out a whimpering noise, clearly seeking relief as Jas' tail winds its way up Mal's body to wrap around his neck.

Sax thrusts up again, eliciting a soft sigh from me, the knot making me feel impossibly stuffed.

As promised Jas' makes Mal explode on the sheets, leaving him cussing and begging, before gently turning him over and cleaning up the mess with his tongue.

Spreading Mal's thick muscular thighs wider, Jas crowds him, leaning down to claim his mouth in a deep kiss that I swear I can feel in my core.

He presses the head of his cock against Mal's opening and slowly notches his way inside. Mal makes a drawn out whining noise, oversensitive and desperate as Jas buries himself to the hilt.

He rocks into Mal's body with carefully controlled thrusts, driving Mal wild as he claws at Jas' back and arms, seeking relief.

"I hate you."

"No you don't, love."

Mal snorts, throwing his head back with a shaky grunt. "I will if you don't make me come again."

"That was always the plan." Jas grabs Mal's chin, and forces the gargoyle to look at him as he rolls his hips and moves in and out of his body. "This is what me loving you feels like, little monster."

A flare of possessive heat moves through my body, burning this moment into my brain. My family. My monsters.

"Just like that, my dove." Sax groans beneath me and I realise this time it's me moving, slowly shifting so that I'm riding his knot.

Gripping his horns, I follow the unhurried rhythm that Jas has set, enjoying every touch, every sigh, every wave of pleasure. The four of us are in the moment with one another, despite being separated into two couples.

"Fuck, they're so hot," Jas growls against Mal's throat, as he watches me fuck Sax.

"So are you," Mal grins, placing his feet flat on the mattress and thrusting up as he carries on being a brat.

Jas's eyebrow arches, as he slows his pace further, drawing protests from Mal and Sax as I slow too. "Well, I think you look hotter covered in cum."

Straightening, he wraps his hand around Mal's cock once again and shuttles his fist up over Mal's shaft, large hands moving easily over all the ridges. Mal's body tenses, and I love watching his muscles move as he loses himself.

Over sensitive and overstimulated, it doesn't take me or Mal long to peak, both of us panting and making desperate noises. Sax's fingers dig into my hips as he guides me down on his knot harder, each thrust, each jolt pushing me closer to the edge of my orgasm.

"Fuck!" Mal hisses, hot cum shooting all over his chest and stomach.

Jas grabs Mal's legs and brings them up over his shoulder as he gives up on his slow, taunting thrusting and begins fucking into Mal like a monster possessed. He pounds into Mal's arse, forcing every last drop of cum from Mal until he's whining.

With a protracted roar, he finally stills, clenching into Mal as he empties himself inside the gargoyle, who's thrown his head back as he softly pants, ‘Yes. Yes. Fuck, yes.' over and over.

He slowly lowers Mal's legs, but doesn't pull out as he looks down at Mal with pure appreciation.

Jas chuckles, bringing his cum-covered hand up to his mouth, and flicks his long tongue out, cleaning up the mess. "Actually, I think you're hotter like this. Quiet and docile."

Mal doesn't say anything, just hums softly as he pulls Jas down for another filthy kiss.

"Our turn, love," Sax purrs, flicking his tongue over my nipple, and I grind down on his knot, still stretched, still impossibly full of him. "Are you ready for another load inside you?"

I nod, knowing that I will always take whatever he offers me.

Sax's lips pull into a wicked smirk. He wraps his arms around me and places his feet firmly on the floor, giving him enough leverage to fuck up into me. Hard. And again. And again.

The knot rubs against my insides, making me feel raw and crazed. I dig my nails into his shoulders, begging for more. One arm comes up to grab the back of my neck and keep me pinned in place as he continues to slam into me, dragging his knot back and forth until it feels like it might pop out of me if he moves even a centimetre more.

Burying my head into his neck, I sink my teeth into his skin as I start bouncing on his dick, meeting his thrusts, matching his need.

"Fill me up again, Daddy." I lick up the length of one of his horns. "I need it."

All it takes is a few more thrusts, a few frenzied whispered words of praise and we're clinging onto one another as another flood of warmth fills me, making my body feel sated and heavy as I milk his cock. My pussy clamps down on him, begging for more, eagerly taking every drop he gives me.

He continues to hold me tight as I ride out the aftershocks, placing tender kisses on my forehead. This is what life should be.

As I rest with Sax, he whispers against my skin. "You are mine, and I am yours, forever and always. Nothing will ever tear us apart. I vow to you, Arianwen, that this love is eternal."

I gaze up at him, filled with love and trust. I know that he means every word. It's not just about the physical connection, but the emotional and spiritual one as well. We've created something special, something that will last a lifetime.

Smiling, I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer. I can feel his heartbeat where there wasn't one before, matching mine.

And as we lie there, basking in the afterglow of our passion, of our love, I know that nothing will ever come between us.

Our love is strong, our bond unbreakable, and our family finally complete.