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Twenty-Four
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IsobelleI almost came hearing those dirty words."I want your tongue, Daddy. Please, make me come."Grayson leaned over me in a sixty-nine position. A filthy, greedy feeling came over me and I wanted to swallow his cock down my throat.My lips parted for him, taking him inside my mouth as he drove his tongue between my lower folds. I moaned out loud, feeling the intensity of being stuffed from behind, the vibration in my center, and now Grayson's proficient tongue fluttered over my clit. I massaged his balls as I sucked him, hearing his soft grunts of approval as I took the full length of his shaft into my willing mouth, swallowing him down to the root.Grayson knew what he was doing with his tongue — my god, his technique was perfect. I knew after tonight I would crave it again and again. My eyelids fluttered, my toes curled, the sound of my muffled cries was enough to raise the roof. My fingers grasped his ass as I sucked up and down his rod like I was drilling for oil. I chased my
Last Updated : 2022-06-08Ravished by the Beasts Twenty-Six
IsobelleI cradled a mug of steaming hot tea between my hands as I waited for the boys to come home. The early morning air bit my skin with its chilly teeth. Jets of white vapor billowed from my mouth like dragon’s breath. If it wasn't for the heat seeping into my palms from the tea, I would have darted back indoors and not tortured myself out here on the porch. Fast-moving clouds hid the sky from view, dragging a light shower of rain across the forest. I blew the steam from my tea, creating a ripple effect across the light brown liquid.Grayson came out to join me, holding a patchwork blanket over his arm. He shook it out, then draped it around my shoulders."I've changed the bedsheets again. I don't think they've ever been washed as much in a month as they have this week," he joked."Have you always slept in the same bed as your brothers?" I asked out of curiosity.Grayson's brows dimpled in the middle. "Yeah, why? Don't human siblings do that?"I swallowed another mouthful of tea.
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Twenty-Seven
LucasTime always dragged whenever I waited for something. Unable to keep a lid on my excitement, I submerged myself balls-deep into an art project — my mating gift to Isobelle.The sun’s rays cast a glittery streak of dust motes through my shed window, the light kissing the canvas with a rich golden hue. My keen eyes flicked back and forth as I applied the finishing touches to my muse — the blonde-haired angel who was sitting on the porch under the shade of the wooden canopy. She buried her nose deep into one of her science books, her brow scrunched with extreme concentration, her eyes descending each page with a tenacious thirst for knowledge. It was the sexiest sight I had ever seen in my life.My brothers voiced their agreement through our private bond. We all agreed, we struck gold when Alex found Isobelle. Mason lounged upon the wooden steps, guitar in hand, strumming out some insane chord progression like he was Ed fucking Sheeran. It was hard to compete with a guy like Mason.
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Twenty-Eight
IsobelleI had been on the phone with my mum for an hour; the handset was hot against my ear. Each time I opened my mouth to speak, Mum would butt in with more questions."Do you go out much?" she quizzed.I was about to answer, but she cut me off with another question. "Or do they keep you hard at it night and day?"Holy shit, how do I respond to that?"I get a break now and again," I answered, fighting the urge to laugh."Are you eating properly?" she inquired."Yes, Mum. I'm being thoroughly cared for," I assured.Strong arms snaked around my waist and Lucas playfully nipped at my earlobe."Ouch, Lucas!" I scolded."Izzy, who's Lucas?" My mum asked, her voice dragging with curiosity.I swatted him away and pointed towards the open door, mouthing, "Get out.""Oh, he's just the neighbor's dog, Mum," I lied quickly.Lucas's face flooded with amused shock as he stood there, open-mouthed in the doorway. I shrugged, trying to excuse my comment as a fast improvisation."Aww, what breed?"
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Twenty-Nine
IsobelleLucas hummed “mmm” as he pressed kisses to the inside of my thighs, then set me down onto unsteady legs. His eyes were wild with desire, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. My god, Lucas looked magnificent when his pleasure consumed him. This mysterious, powerful beast of a man was mine. All mine. After tonight, I would get a lifelong V.I.P pass to the Lucas show. No refunds, until death do us part.His hypnotic eyes danced back and forth between mine as if he couldn't quite believe it. It was the same way I was looking at him.What does someone like you see in me?I don't even know which one of us made the first move. Our lips seemed to draw together like magnets. My arms crossed at the back of his neck as his snaked around my waist. As we both lost ourselves in the rapture of our passion, I could taste myself on his tongue. The length of his cock pressed firmly against my stomach as we kissed; his hands trailed down to cup my bare ass and my fingers tangling with his fa
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Thirty
~ Isobelle ~"How's the steak?" Lucas asked as the tasty meaty morsel slid down my gullet. "Delicious," I replied, licking the smoky marinade from my fingers. "My dad is going to love you." I realized what I said as soon as the words slipped out. I hope he will. Lucas grinned, then flipped another steak on the grill. The yellow flames licked up the sides, the juices falling onto the white-hot coals with a hiss. Orange embers danced amidst the curling smoke, drifting away like fireflies."Ten bucks says the boys will smell this from miles away and come running home for supper," he mentioned, listening for any movement in the trees. I glanced around us just in case he was right. "Is it another quiet night?" I inquired, hoping that it was as dull as dishwater out there.Lucas's brows furrowed as he took a seat on the log beside me. "Stop worrying. They'll be fine," he assured me. That's not what I asked. "Don't do that," I pointed out his error. "Please don't deflect my question. I speci
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Thirty-One
IsobelleThe bedroom was stifling when I woke. I knew it was close to lunchtime by the strong sunlight seeping in through the curtains. Sweat coated my skin, causing the sheets to cling to my body. I was sticky and gross in all the wrong places; my pussy and ass had been the source of Lucas's entertainment until the early hours. My god, I ached. I desperately needed a bath and then a deep tissue massage to recover.Alex would destroy me tonight. My thoughts drifted to his bag of tricks and wondered if they were going to be part of his plans. I lifted my head, cracking an eye open to see a bed full of naked muscles.My boys came home."Good morning, Princess," Grayson croaked.He sounded bone-tired, and because he didn't bother to open his eyes, he looked tired too. No wonder it was hot as Satan's asshole in here, with four humongous muscle men nestling alongside me.I pressed a kiss to Grayson’s forehead and a dreamy smile curved his lips. As the mattress dipped, I disturbed the other
Last Updated : 2022-06-09Ravished by the Beasts Thirty-Two
IsobelleAn hour had passed since Mason, Lucas, and Grayson left for patrol duties. The humid air had made me sweat like a bitch in heat for most of the day, so I took a quick rinse beneath the make-shift shower at the back of the cabin. The sun resembled a squashed satsuma as it faded into the horizon, casting lilac ripples across the sky, and with the fading light came a swarm of pesky flies that seemed to love me. I got sick of swatting my hands in front of my face. The cool water stung my sun-kissed shoulders a little, but that was my fault for forgetting to reapply sunscreen. Freckles erupted all over my face — a feature of mine I hated, but my men seemed to find adorable."Ah-hem." A not-so-subtle cough made me whirl around, startled.It was Alex. Who else could it be out here in the middle of nowhere? We were miles from the red zone, tucked away out of harm's reach. Alex smiled, flashing his pearly white teeth."Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Do you know how much longer you
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IsobelleThe blindfold may have taken away my sight, but I could sense movement in front of me. Two fully aroused cocks brushed against my lips as if demanding I suck them. Two of my men fucked me to heaven and back as I unleashed my mouth on Mason and Grayson like a starving woman. Our grunts and cries grew louder and louder, but I couldn’t care less at this point. I alternated between sucking one cock from the other until I felt the orgasm build and pull my stomach muscles taut.“That’s it,” Lucas encouraged, feeling my pussy milk him. His breathless groans intensified with every hip-jerk.Alex growled as he fucked me harder. “Come for us,” he grunted, tightening his grasp.I stopped sucking cock to scream out my release. It began in my legs, my vision whitening beneath the black mask, my mouth forming a rounded ‘O’ as my body tensed and shook with the intensity. Lucas let go with a roar of pleasure, digging his fingers into the flesh of my thighs and jerking his hips with each ejac
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IsobelleI gripped the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head, baring myself to them — and the lone sheep in the far distant corner of the green. Tossing the garment onto the grass, I observed the slack-jawed hunks staring back at me. Heat simmered behind each set of eyes, promising to devour me and swallow me whole.“Put your hands behind your back,” Alex ordered, letting the thin, black rope dangle past his knees.It draped from his fingers as he moved behind me, then began binding my hands at the base of my spine. The soft rope didn’t hurt, but it gave the slightest burn as it pulled tighter, securing my wrists together.“Kneel,” he commanded, and I obeyed.Lifting my chin with his fingertips, he kept my eyes trained on him. Kneeling on the smooth blanket, I awaited further instructions like a good submissive.It was only last week I took him for walkies around the forest and ordered him to fuck me against a tree.Our marriage was all about give and take and tonight I intended
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IsobelleThe boys busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing a banquet for five. I took the time to freshen up and changed into a full set of black bike leathers with a surprise underneath. They did a double-take as I stuffed the Union Jack helmet onto my head and gave a slow twirl."I love my kidnap-iversary present. It fits me perfectly," I told them, appreciating their humorous taste.We hadn't even left the house yet, and the row of tents forming in my husbands' pants was enough to poke someone's eyes out. The salacious grins on their faces hinted I was in for a rough-and-ready ride, and I wasn't talking about the forty-minute drive to the mountains. I glimpsed Alex and Grayson slipping suspicious items into the picnic hamper. The pacifier gag went in straight after a rolled-up bundle of black rope, along with a blindfold.Mason gave the chinstrap of my bike helmet a gentle tug to check I secured it, then sent my ovaries into overdrive with a flirtatious wink. The dragged-out moa
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Isobelle“Bye, Mom, we promise to call you every single day,” Faith's words came out as a rough sob as she flung her arms around my neck.I was fighting back the tears, holding back the floodgates as best as I could while my four husbands stood along our front porch with their heads bowed, their eyes trained on the weathered decking.It was uncomfortably hot. Whether we were sitting inside or outside, it made no difference at all. Summer was upon us, the birds had been fucking tweeting since the butt-crack of dawn, sweat was dripping down me like the falls of Forest Hills, making my clothes stick to my skin as if it molded them to my body. This was supposed to be one of those days when we could lounge around on deck chairs in the back garden, sipping on cold beers or a glass of prosecco. Instead, we were standing on the front porch, bowing our heads in mourning as if somebody had just died.“You better call me,” I warned, bouncing my watery gaze at each of my daughters, “or else I'll
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Eighteen years later . . .“Faith, is that my Angora sweater?” Jasmine accused, glowering at her sibling.Faith was busy fussing over the cat, Tiddles. She focused on him, pretending not to have heard her sister.“Hey!” Harley raged as she stormed into the kitchen. “Who used all my deodorant?” She shook the empty canister in her fist as evidence.“Mom! These thongs aren't mine. You put them in my drawer,” Allyson bellowed. She flung the skimpy garment across the room, where they skidded across the tabletop. The guys all recoiled from where they were sitting, enjoying breakfast, eyeing the lacy thong as if it was diseased.“Get it off the fucking table,” Lucas roared, horror-stricken.“I'm not touching it!” Grayson refused, point-blank, and I saw the whites of his eyes.The joys of parenthood.I seized it, letting it dangle from my index finger. “Who do these belong to?” I asked, holding them up for all to see.Jasmine snatched them from me with an embarrassed huff. “Those are mine. Yo
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Five years later . . .“Jasmine, Daddy said no,” Grayson spoke, his tone serious and authoritative.Jasmine gave up with a huff, then made a beeline for me. “Mommy, can we have a kitten?” she asked, trying her luck with me.I had to chew the insides of my cheeks to stop myself from laughing. “No, sweetie,” I backed Grayson up, although I felt awful about it. “Nobody is home all day, so it wouldn't be fair. Your daddies work anti-social hours, Mummy works too, and you girls are at school all day.”Jasmine scowled, then stormed off. We both strained to listen as she relayed the information back to her sisters. They talked loud enough for us to hear, purely to pull on our heartstrings.“Mom and Daddy Grayson said no,” she huffed.“They're such big meanies,” Harley muttered.“I know what to do!” I heard Allyson respond with a gasp.“If you’re going to throw eggs at Daddy Grayson’s car again, then I’m not playing,” Faith pleaded.“No, I’ve got a better idea,” Allyson replied. “Stop whining
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IsobelleOne month later . . .Soft whimpers stirred me from my sleep — if you could even call it that. It only felt like minutes since I last got the girls settled.I cracked my eyes open; the air stung my corneas, and my head spun like I was suffering from a hangover. Exhaustion had kicked in, siphoning my energy and willpower. For the past few days, I had been running on the fumes of my sanity, thanks to a narrow window of four hourly feeds that never went according to plan. My God, those girls could eat.One feeding time rolled into the next, and before I knew it, hours had passed by. Owning one pair of tits instead of a set of udders was a tremendous disadvantage. It was a quadruplet mother’s pitfall. The only way that I could feed them all at once was to change into my wolf form, and even then, it was no easy feat. The girls could not shift and struggled to latch by themselves. It meant I had to express milk and rely on my husbands to help. Keeping up with the supply and demand
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Isobelle“Easy now . . . take it slow. Here, place this into your mouth and drag in two long deep breaths,” a familiar female voice instructed me.The strange-tasting gas left a nasty metallic tinge on my tongue, but it took the sharp edge off the pain. Not by much, but it was better than nothing at all. The agony ebbed away but was replaced with gut-wrenching nausea, causing me to gag. They thrust a kidney dish out before me and I retched into it, vomiting the remnants of my Christmas dinner.“That’s a side effect of the gas and air, I’m afraid. It can make you sick,” I recognized Dr. Rayne speaking beside me.My fingers clasped the plastic nozzle of the Entonox cylinder as if it were a vital lifeline.“Don’t take it away.” I clung to it. “I need it,” I growled, prepared to fight to the death for it.“Isobelle, I need you to relax for me, sweetheart,” Dr. Rayne instructed. She inserted two fingers of her gloved hand inside my vagina and had a good old poke around. “You’re fully dilat
