LOGINTwo years had passed since Mia gave birth to their daughter, little Elara. The secluded forest mansion had become a true home filled with love, luxury, and constant lust. Elara was now two years old, a beautiful toddler with her mother’s curly brown hair and her fathers’ striking amber eyes. She was the center of their world. Three massive monster daddies doted on her endlessly, and Mia had them all completely wrapped around her pinky.But lately Mia had grown into quite the sassy brat.She loved pushing their buttons. She loved the way their possessive instincts flared up. Today was no different.It was a warm Saturday afternoon. A young human delivery driver had come to drop off a large package for the custom furniture Mia had ordered. She met him at the front door wearing a short silk robe that barely reached the top of her thighs. The robe was loosely tied, showing plenty of cleavage and the smooth skin of her legs.“Hi there,” Mia said sweetly, leaning against the doorframe with
One year laterThe large secluded mansion sat on twenty acres of private forest land just outside the city. Vorath had bought it three months after they made things official. The house was custom built for their unusual family — high ceilings, reinforced floors, massive beds, and a private garden where Mia could grow flowers and relax in the sun. No neighbors for miles. Perfect privacy for three very large, very possessive monster husbands and their cherished human wife.Mia stood in the middle of the master bedroom, eight months pregnant with a rounded belly that made her glow. Her breasts were fuller, her hips wider, and her skin radiant. She wore nothing but an open silk robe that barely covered her swollen breasts and the curve of her pregnant belly.Vorath, Thalor, and Grim surrounded her like devoted worshippers.“You look so beautiful carrying our child,” Vorath murmured, his deep voice filled with pure adoration. He knelt in front of her and pressed gentle kisses across her be
Mia stood in the middle of the living room wearing nothing but one of Vorath’s oversized shirts that reached mid-thigh. It had been two weeks since the night with Vorath, Thalor, and Grim. Two weeks of constant pleasure that left her unable to think about anything else. She had stopped fighting it. Every night she came home craving those thick tentacles stretching her, filling her, making her cum until she cried.Vorath watched her from the couch, his amber eyes warm and patient. “You have been quiet tonight, little one. Tell me what is on your mind.”Mia shifted on her feet, cheeks flushed. She could already feel herself getting wet just standing in front of him. “I… I cannot stop thinking about it. About all of you. The way you fill me up. The way I cum so hard I forget my own name.” She took a shaky breath. “I want more, Vorath. Not just playing anymore. I want you to breed me. All the way. I want to feel you cum inside me until I am overflowing.”Vorath’s eyes darkened with hunger
Mia could not stop thinking about that night on the couch. Four days had passed and every time she closed her eyes she felt those thick tentacles kneading her muscles, the pulsing suckers on her clit, and Vorath’s deep voice telling her how good she smelled. She had avoided him as much as possible since then, coming home late and hiding in her room. But the tension in her body had only gotten worse.Tonight she came home to find the apartment dimly lit with warm amber lights. Soft, strange music played low in the background. Vorath was waiting for her in the living room, sitting on the large reinforced couch. He looked even bigger than usual.“Welcome home, Mia,” he said gently. His amber eyes glowed softly as he took her in. “You have been avoiding me. I understand you are scared. But I can feel how much stress you are carrying again. Let me help you properly this time.”Mia stood by the door, keys still in her hand. Her cheeks were already warm. “Vorath… what happened last time was
Three days had passed since Mia moved in, and she was already questioning her life choices.Vorath kept mostly to himself during the day, which she was grateful for. She heard him moving around at night, deep rumbling sounds, the occasional low growl that vibrated through the walls. But tonight, after a brutal day of back-to-back exams and her boss at the campus café being a complete asshole, Mia came home exhausted and wired at the same time.She dropped her bag by the door and collapsed face-first onto the couch with a groan. Her shoulders were knotted tight, her lower back ached from standing all afternoon, and stress had her whole body tense.The hallway door creaked open.“Long day, little human?” Vorath’s deep voice rolled through the living room like warm thunder.Mia lifted her head just enough to see him. He filled the doorway completely, those glowing amber eyes fixed on her. Two thick tentacles swayed lazily behind his broad shoulders while another pair rested near his hips
Mia dragged the last heavy box up the narrow staircase, sweat sticking her tank top to her back. Her arms burned and her cheap sneakers squeaked against the old wooden floor. At twenty-one, broke, and freshly dumped, this apartment was her only real option. The rent was impossibly low for the size — almost too good to be true. The landlord had barely asked any questions before handing over the keys with a nervous laugh.“ Just… respect your roommate’s privacy,” he had muttered before hurrying away.Mia pushed open the door to apartment 4B and stepped inside. The place was surprisingly huge. High ceilings, big windows overlooking the city, and a living room large enough to actually breathe in. The furniture looked old but expensive. Everything smelled faintly of musk, incense, and something earthy she could not quite place.“ Hello?” she called out. “Anyone home?”No answer.She shrugged and started carrying boxes into the smaller bedroom on the left. The roommate was supposed to be so
Emma has never missed a Sunday mass in her life.She was raised to believe modesty was next to godliness. Skirts below the knee, no makeup beyond a faint gloss, no boys. Her parents still checked her phone every week. The only thing she ever hid was the way her body had started waking up, her nippl
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The Lesbian Demon and the NunChapter 1: The Meeting with the DemonFor nine years I’ve kept my body sealed. No one’s hands but mine in those weak moments when I couldn’t sleep and my fingers slipped under the nightshift before guilt yanked them away. No mouth except the cold rim of the chalice a
I knew I should stop it, that I should push him away, that I was not consenting, that I did not want this, but who was I kidding? I’ve had the hots for this alpha since we were kids, and that doesn’t excuse his awful behavior toward me, but the second he slammed that thick cock inside my omega hole







