Page 74 of Zodiac Monsters

“She’s right.” Marcus moved his arm on my waist down to my hips, and he pulled my body tighter against him. His hard, thick Aries cock pressed against my lower back, and the soft fur on his quads tickled my hamstrings. He huffed against my neck, warming his mark. “It’s not fair to ask her to make a choice without a demonstration.”

My eyes widened when Adrian pressed his hardness against my navel, sandwiching me tightly between their powerful, monstrous bodies. They were both fucking huge, and I didn’t know how I was supposed to take either one of them. Let alone both of them.

“Fine.” Adrian’s beast purred. He lifted my chin, and pressed his lips against mine with unexpected softness. “Do you want us to demonstrate, Darling?”

Marcus’ hold on my neck loosened. He dropped his hand to my shoulder and squeezed my arm, while he nipped at my pointed ears. “Do you want us both to fuck you, Baby Doll?” His whisper shook through me, straight to my core.

Consent. I recalled the way Adrian had told me, back when I’d tried to disown my own involvement in that night in the cafeteria, that he couldn’t have done anything to me in this form without my consent. If I hadn’t said yes, would it all have stopped? Would I still, to this day, be a virgin? Would Marcus or Adrian even care that I existed if not for everything that was set into motion back in the month of the Capricorn?

If I said no right now, they would most likely have to let me return to the dorm unharmed…

And unsatisfied.

Scared as I was, there was a carnal and deep need in me that didn’t want to say no. I craved the way they wanted me, and I couldn’t get enough of it. For once, it wasn’t about my self-esteem. It wasn’t my social isolation trauma calling the shots. It was something deeper than that. A vague urge I couldn’t pinpoint, but was so, so desperate to be fed.

“Don’t disappoint me.” I said, a curt smile stretching across my lips.

“That’s all you had to say.” Adrian said, the second before he fisted my hair and jerked me forward. Marcus released me, so Adrian could manhandle me by my head. He force me down to my knees, and I caught myself on my hands. I obediently stayed where I was positioned.

Marcus sank to his knees behind me. He stroked my back with massaging pressure, working knots out of the muscles along my spine, and relaxing my body all the way down to my ass. “I’m going to need you to relax if you’re going to take all of me.” He kept kneading my muscles with his strong fingers. Marcus didn’t have sharp claws like the professor, but he had all of the finger strength I could have asked for after so many long nights studying and doing homework. He drew exquisite circles as he kneaded my thighs then my calves, then my ankles, taking extra care to rub the arches and balls of my feet.

Adrian dropped to his haunches next, so his cock was level with my chin. He started brushing his fingers through my hair, while he massaged my neck. He pressed into my shoulders, easing the tension, then he raked his claws along the front of my throat on his way back up, using enough pressure to feel threatening but not enough to break skin. “I’m going to need you to relax here too, Darling.” He whispered, and it occurred to me exactly what I’d just agreed to. One in front and one behind.

“I’ve never—” I started then stopped myself in pure shame. I’d never sucked a dick before in any capacity, and I didn’t know at all what I was supposed to do.

“She’s still a Virgo in her throat.” Marcus spoke up for me with a playful smirk. He was still massaging my ass, while the head of his cock pressed lightly against my entrance, threatening but not committing just yet. “I suggest you be gentle with her.”

“It’s a good thing I’m a teacher then, isn’t it.” Adrian chuckled as he stroked my chin. “Don’t worry, Darling. I’ll walk you through it.” He threaded both of his hands through my hair, brushing it back behind my ears, then he lined up the head of his cock with my lips.

I thanked every ounce of lunar magic that kept me from panicking as he opened my mouth with the slightest nudge forward, and Marcus filled the first inch of my pussy in perfect time.

“Breathe through your nose.” Adrian instructed as his cock head skated over the top of my tongue. He tasted amazing, like a slightly sweet mixture of sex and rosemary. He pulled back out, after only entering my mouth half way, then he entered me again, sinking closer to the back of my throat this time. He was still stroking my hair with the utmost care, for the smallest distraction from the intrusion.

Behind me, Marcus had sunk nearly to his hilt. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back until I took his last inch. He filled me completely, and a shudder of pleasure shook through my spine on each slow pulse. He was moving in a way that was unusually careful, fucking me so slow that he never bumped my body forward. He kept up that excruciating tempo, dragging his head over my g-spot over and over again with effortless precision.

My focus was split between the both of them, trying to go a little deeper every time I slipped my lips over Adrian’s shaft, while my toes curled every time Marcus nudged those inner nerve endings. This position felt so different than being on my back, and my thighs were near buckling from the new angle. The grass of the Graves courtyard chafed against my knees, as Marcus started increasing the pace.

“He’s going to start fucking you harder.” Adrian said in that calm, instructor’s voice, while he continued to stroke my hair. “And I’ll be entering your throat deeper as a result.” His cock filled my mouth, now plunging all the way to the back of my tongue. I gagged on reflex, and he pulled out enough to let me recover.

“Relax,” He reminded me again, eerily gentle when spoken by a winged, horned demon. “I’m going to go as deep as I can again, and focus on trying not to gag. You can train your reflexes, but we’ll take it slow until you get there.”

It’s not like I could answer, so instead, I just did as I was told. He hit my gag reflex again, and I hyper focused on breathing through my nose in an effort to lessen the reaction. He withdrew and entered deeper.

“Squeezing your fingers into your palm can help, Baby Doll. Hold your thumb and focus on the pressure.” Marcus’ told me, as his grip firmed on my hips. He slowed the pace again, giving me the relief to focus on the task at hand. I balled my hand into a fist and squeezed. I didn’t understand the science behind it, but the harder I squeezed, the easier it was to take just a little more of the professor.

“You don’t have to take it all.” Adrian reassured me when only half of his cock was already enough to dip fully into the back of my throat. I kept breathing fiercely through my nose, my eyes were watering, but I wanted to do it. Every time I heard a low moan slip through his lips, I wanted more. “Use your hand.” He reached down and took my free hand, while I supported myself on my fist. He lifted my palm to the half of his cock that wasn’t buried in my mouth, and I obliged by wrapping my fingers around its girth. He pulled back and pressed in again, starting to fuck my throat with more consistent motions. I matched his rhythm with my hand, pumping and sucking on him in smooth strokes. My saliva drenched his shaft and dribbled down my lips, and the heavy lubrication made it easy to increase the pace.

“That’s perfect.” Adrian’s voice was little more than a rasp. “You’re taking me so well.” More of those moans were music in my ears, and every time I felt his grip tense in my hair, dopamine exploded in my soul. “Those lips are pure sin.” His every breath unwound him further. It was a thrill knowing I was the one to do that to him. My gag reflex started to cooperate a little better each time I held him in my throat, and he was mindful to retreat any time he sensed it was too much. His ability to read my emotions kept us in perfect sync as I used my tongue and my fingers to get him off. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to know what his release felt like when he couldn’t hold back anymore. I wanted him to lose his goddamn mind in the back of my throat, so I could swallow his sanity for good.

In a hard and sudden thrust, Marcus sent me forward, forcing another full inch of Adrian’s cock down my throat. I gagged immediately, then pushed back my hips to focus on taking the other brother. Marcus had a thousand different sensations coiling together in my core, and I was seconds from snapping, while the slight pulse of Adrian’s cock in my mouth told me he wasn’t far off either. One man worked me towards my release, while I worked the other towards his, and I was getting an indescribable thrill from both. These two rams knocked me back and forth between each other in a silent battle, having no idea that I was the one winning both of their fights.

I had given myself to the rhythm when both men abruptly pulled out of me. My protest was lost before it ever existed when Marcus grabbed me by my hair and yanked me upright. He put me on my back between them, then he lined up his cock with my lips.

Adrian smirked down at me, no complaints and no apologies. Then he spread my legs and shoved into my pussy as Marcus slotted his cock in my throat.

The new angle hit different, and somehow, like this, my throat felt more relaxed. I took his length easily, and all I wanted now was to see how far I could go.

“You can tell me in here if it’s too much.” Marcus spoke directly into my mind.

“More.”I begged in kind. I reached over my head and grabbed his hips. He let me control the speed and fullness of his thrusts, and I worked towards taking him down to the furthest inch. His flavor was opposite Adrian’s, spiked with sage and apples and cinnamon. He was a mix of my fluids and his, and I savored every stroke as my taste buds skimmed that combined dessert.

There were tears in my eyes, and pure satisfaction on his face, and the power in that was overwhelmingly satisfying. At this angle, I could see every shift in their expressions, and I was finding absolute power in the helpless whimpers and half lidded eyes of powerful, monstrous Alpha Rams.

“Your body is heaven, Lila.” Adrian groaned as he neared the brink.

“Every inch of you is perfection.” Marcus rasped, while he idly stroked my jaw. It wasn’t enough. I wanted to taste more of him. I didn’t know if I could swallow it all, but I wanted to try. “That filthy mind is also perfection.” He chuckled. “I promise I won’t let you spill a single drop, Baby Doll.”

I didn’t get a chance to counter when Adrian nudged that pressure point for the last time, sending me to the moon. My pussy clenched in waves of intensity, and I cried a muffled whimper along the dick still deep in my mouth. My mind went blank with orgasm, and both men dug their fingers into me as they lost themselves inside me. Pure heat filled my core, and liquid sex filled my throat. I choked and gagged on the force of his orgasm, then swallowed fast and hard to prevent myself from choking come through my nose.

My breathing was rasped and out of control, energy and brilliance rippled through me, and I was so fucking alive.

So fucking wanted.

So fucking… tired.

The last thing I recalled was the sensation of Marcus’ soft cock sliding out of my lax lips, and the cold air between my thighs as Adrian removed his warm body from between my legs.