The Pixies’ Chosen (Mated to the Monster: Season 2)

Chapter 24

CHAPTER 24

AMMAYI

H avoc’s pheromones hit my blood in a rush as they rise in the air and mingle with Tryst’s, and they invade me entirely from his lips and the sweep of his long tongue. His lips part from mine and Tryst’s mouth descends to share another drugging, passionate kiss before he retreats again, yielding to Havoc’s command. It is enough to make my head spin as they trade kiss for kiss, drawing me back and forth between them and then their own mouths collide and couple fervently, their breaths mingling before I’m caught between them again.

Two mouths caress me as four hands work my clothes off of me, their clawed fingers brushing erotically against my flesh. I’m not cold without them for once. I wonder for a moment if this is how a pixie feels that allows them to fly around without being encumbered by layers of clothes. Embodiments of living flame, that’s what they must be. I can taste heat and fire on their breath. It swirls through me, drawing forth an ember I didn’t even know I had, one banked deep in my belly, and sending it into a surging flame blazing through me as if its sole purpose is to remake me as a being of fire that it might forever blaze within my core.

I am a pixies’ queen. I embrace that knowledge and all the potential of the future as I embrace them in turn. Their hands slide over me, rubbing their delicious scent into me, and I arch into their touch, little sighs of pleasure falling like prayers from my lips. More. More. It burns through me, and I whimper as their touches grow bolder as they stroke me, and heat rises through me when I see their mouths come together passionately above my head. Tryst’s warm palms cup my breasts, and he breaks his kiss with Havoc as his head descends over my shoulder so that his long tongue can uncurl and lick the peaks of my nipples. With every movement of his tongue, a tiny blue flame rises, struck from my flesh and warming me further with each spark.

I collapse gratefully back into Tryst’s strong embrace with a moan, my breasts thrust in the air for his questing tongue. His knobby cocks slick over my ass, alerting me to his desire as he holds me securely against him, his arms braced beneath my arms on either side of me, supporting my weight as his forearms curl inward to allow his hands to freely cup and squeeze my breasts, and hold them up for the strokes of his tongue. And I need that support anyway because my knees threaten to buckle when Havoc drops to his knees in front of me and parts my thighs with his hands, a hungry growl stirring from deep within him.

He kisses the top of my pubic bone, his nose brushing the hair there, and then his tongue slips from his mouth and slides lower, seeking the dew slicking my sex. My hips kick with a gasp as his tongue taps my clit and curls around it. It trembles against the peaked, fleshy bud, its tip flicking even as its length constricts in an erotic rub that has me coming all over his face with a cry. He growls with pleasure in response, and his tongue moves downward so that his fingers can take its place, scissoring my clit between them as they drag upward in gentle strokes while his tongue slips hungrily into my channel.

Fingers rubbing at my clit and his tongue stroking inside of me while Tryst’s tongue teases, flicks my nipples as he caresses my breasts, I feel as if my skin is reducing to ash with the glory of the bliss they enflame through me. I quiver between them, and Tryst shifts his hold, his arm wrapping snugly around my waist so that his free hand can grip my leg, keeping me spread wide for Havoc even when the pleasure begins to trip violently through me as one orgasm crashed into another as my oversensitized flesh jumps beneath his questing tongue.

And he never lets up. I can see his cocks engorged and leaking as they twitch between his legs, but he feasts upon me with abandon and my lust soars higher as an ache takes root deep inside of me. I gasp in erotic torment, my hands slapping against Tryst’s legs until he steps back, briefly breaking Havoc from me as he lowers us to the branch. My skin is never scuffed by the wood, however, because Tryst shifts his weight and turns his body ninety degrees before pillowing me against his hardness. My head is cradled by his thighs and his arm is wrapped around my waist once more, holding me firmly in place so that his fingers can join Havoc’s as both males descend once more upon to stroke over my slick petals.

Havoc lies between my legs, his mouth fastening over my pussy after chasing Tryst’s fingers away with playful nips. Undeterred, Tryst’s fingers slip downward to tease my ass while Havoc sucks on my sex. Pleasure roars in response and my pussy creams as my hips shoot up with a squeal as another climax feeds the raging fire rolling through me.

With a gentle slap that makes me whimper with pleasure, Tryst’s fingers disappear from my ass and then Havoc grunts, the sound my whole body for a moment before he attacks me with renewed vigor. Through a haze of lust, I stare down the length of my body and blink as my gaze fastens on Tryst’s mouth tugging greedily at Havoc’s upper cock as his hand works the lower one, smearing golden cum across his lips and hand.

Havoc’s hips work in response, fucking my other mate’s mouth and hand, and heat coils deeply, sending my arousal gushing only to be slurped up at once by the mouth fastened upon me, his tongue plunging rapidly in and out of me until the walls of my channel squeeze and pulse around it with a moan.

I gasp for air as I ride the orgasms ricocheting through me. I grasp blindly for an anchor and Tryst’s hot upper cock bumps against my fingers and slides against my lips. I respond instinctively, running my fingers over it as I draw it into my mouth, the honey-sweet taste of him flowing into my mouth as his entire body vibrates with his muffled growl of pleasure. His hips kick as I suck hard on one of the knobs, sending a hot, thick spurt of cum over my tongue. We lie there for a time, our hips jerking beneath the caress of mouths until my mates break away and jump into the air, their panting heavy in the air as they stare wildly down at me.

I stare up at them, their dark cocks bobbing above me, shimmering with the slick of their seed, and my pussy clenches with need. Havoc’s long tongue runs over his lips but is captured by Tryst’s mouth when he suddenly leans and sucks it into his gold-splattered lips. Havoc’s wings tremble with pleasure, and he reaches down to stroke Tryst in long, pulling tugs that makes the male quiver and hum with desire before breaking their kiss with a gasp of pleasure.

“Mating flight,” he rasps, and Tryst nods eagerly, his hot gaze falling upon me.

Swooping down, he lifts me, his wings spreading wide and his shimmer beating a rapid flicker in his belly. He holds me there against them as he tilts his head back, exposing his neck to the attack of my lips and tongue as he shoots up in the air, simultaneously spilling splatters of cum onto the branch when my tongue strokes over a sensitive spot along the protective plates of his chitin.

Up and up we fly with the beat of Havoc’s shimmer lighting the air behind us. Tryst spins us in an arc and his hips curl inward, his thighs tucking under my ass to spread my legs wide. He enters swiftly with one firm stroke, his cocks piercing me unerringly all at once. He moans in my ear and his legs drop, freeing me even as his cocks pin me on his rocking pelvis. His growls echo in my ear as he works his cocks in and out of me, the slide of the knobby lengths stroking back and forth through my passage. I dangle from his arms, gravity dragging me down upon the cocks thrusting repeatedly into me, the pointed tip of his upper cock hitting the mouth of my womb just right until I’m crying out my pleasure as my pussy convulses, our combined fluids streaming from my body.

I’ve barely ceased coming when Havoc catches up and snatches me against him, his hands gripping my thighs and spreading me wide for his invasion. I’m sandwiched between the males, their wings humming in unified flight as we spin once more through the air and one set of cocks slips free and another set drives into place. Havoc’s moan rumbles through me as he seats himself within my pussy and ass. The first glimmer of his presence brushes over my awareness, but I’m distracted by the blunt head of his upper cock when it doesn’t hesitate to start taking its unique pointed shape as it nudges against my depths. It presses insistently against me as his hips rock, plunging in and out with every rapid snap of his hips. I gasp and whimper, my channel squeezing around him before his cocks also yank free, spilling more fluids between.

Back and forth they share me as they somehow dip in crazy whirling flight. Up is down and down is up, and the colors of the world bleed together as their cocks take turns claiming me, their emotions dancing over my nerves and within my mind. Their love and passion, their commitment and adoration. It all melds together in a shifting, twisting being as all three of our mouths mate. Hands grip each other tightly, keeping our bodies melded in flight, and cocks plunge so sweetly inside of me. Their seed spills and spills, flooding me in unending rivers as the tension of my pleasure winds deeply inside of me until I ignite and burn with a scream and bliss slams through every cell of my being. Havoc’s pleasure howls and spirals through my being at the moment as his cocks erupt in hot spurts filling me completely.

We drift slowly to the ground, still pressed intimately together. Grass teases my skin as Havoc’s cocks pull free, his body shifting as he kneels in front of me. My body relaxes for only a moment before Tryst’s fingers graze over me, awakening me once more before his cocks slide home. I lie on my belly in the grass, gasping as he ruts over me. Havoc’s spent cocks bob, and he caresses my cheek with his fingers until I greedily open my mouth for him and suck his upper cock between my lips.

“Ammayi,” he rasps, and he moans as he begins to thrust, feeding me one cock and the other in succession. “Make me hard for Tryst, my love.”

My cheeks flush with pleasure, my ass rising to meet Tryst’s every thrust as my mouth slides over Havoc’s cocks. My breasts swing pendulously, my nipples lightly grazing the grass, sending further stimulation through me even as the grass brushes against my clit with every thrust of the cocks invading me. I tremble and whimper around the cock filling my mouth until Havoc pulls out with a soft moan, his seed dribbling from his tip and from my lips as he stands.

I lick my lips, savoring his taste with a hum of delight, but whine in the next breath when Tryst suddenly stills. He shakes over me, his cock jumping within me with a hot spray. His deep groan echoes through me, and his next thrust is harder and more eager as his legs spread widely over me, opening himself up for Havoc as we move together. Pleasure, passion, and love continue to weave between us as our bodies rock and sway, the motion growing wilder until our cries echo to the crabapple tree standing above us, blessing our union and our love.