An Invocation of Monsters (The Void Book 2), page 25
“I arrived only within…” Toth counted silently. “The last ten human years. And Kiraxis, I believe, only two years ago.”
I nodded. “I have traveled long and far, and this was my first rest.”
“But I believe I am correct when I say that we were called.” Toth met my eyes over Elle’s head. “There was something in this place that bid me to stay.”
“Yes. I had not needed rest, but something whispered into my mind. It told me to come here, to wait.” I patted Elle’s hip. “We were supposed to be here for your arrival.”
She let out a sound that I realized was a spurt of laughter.
That was good. It meant her mind was not fractured, that she would get through this.
“You know what’s funny? My cousin Juno said that this could all be providence.” Elle’s face was still tear-stained, but her eyes were dry and bright now. “And I actually argued with her about it.”
“The hand of fate provides.” Toth squeezed her fingers. “It is for us to decide whether to take it.”
Elle took a deep breath and let out a gusting sigh.
“Okay. I haven’t gone crazy.” She rubbed her temples. “I’m the child of a V’uthli. I’ll probably never meet him. I can heal, thanks to him, and as long as I’m visiting the Void, I’ll stop aging. Forever. I suppose when I put it that way, it seems so much less… insane.”
It sounds perfectly sane to me, Drazan said serenely. Do you believe my thousand-year sleep coincidentally ended just before your arrival? Or is it providence? This kin of yours sounds wise.
“Oh, she is.” Elle smiled. “When I met you all, I asked myself, what would Juno do? And the answer, of course, was to reach out.”
She did reach out then, lacing her fingers through Toth’s.
“You’re right. This was not a mistake. This had to have been years in the making, but I arrived right when I was supposed to. I’ve struggled to deal with a lot of things, but…” She looked down at the claws and tentacles surrounding her. “I don’t think I’m just dealing with this. I’m accepting it. I’m one of you, and you’re mine, and in the end that’s really all that matters.”
Agreed. The Void has provided, and we will not turn our backs on what it desires. Drazan’s colors were pulsating shades of violet and blue, interspersed with pink. She smiled as the pink grew brighter. Everything that was meant to be has come to pass.
“You are half a monster, but you are still my little human,” I told her. “And with strong blood of the Void in their veins, our offspring will be powerful and formidable. We will raise a horde the likes of which no others will compete with.”
That made Elle laugh. “I’m going to take my time on raising a horde, okay? They’re a lot of work.”
“Ahh, yes, but our young will be human like you. They will not have venomous milking teeth, so they will be much easier to raise than Mlul’dra young.”
Elle raised an eyebrow. “And thank god for that.”
Toth took her face in his hands, and kissed her gently. “You can choose young whenever you desire. We are yours to command.”
“Whenever you please,” I added. “You are az’hyrr’drgya. You decide the fate of the horde.”
She kissed Toth back, growing more enthusiastic as he nipped her lip with his fangs, and then drew back, a gleam growing in her gaze.
“Wait,” she breathed. “You… you’re all here.”
“Yes?” Toth looked puzzled.
Elle let out a slow breath, a grin spreading across her lips. “Two words: monster sandwich.”
36
Elle
Drazan was the first to understand, picking the concept and enthusiasm out of my thoughts.
Ahh, he said, eyes gleaming. You wish to be filled now, little one?
Kiraxis’s ears literally perked up as he realized what ‘monster sandwich’ meant. His cock twitched, and Toth’s mouth dropped open for a moment.
Then he smiled, his claws tightening around me. “You know I can deny you nothing.”
“Good,” I murmured, rising up onto my tiptoes to kiss him again.
This time his tongue flicked against mine, forcing my mouth open wider.
I bit back, enjoying the look of shock in his eyes.
Then he retaliated by turning my clothes to dust.
“You’ve really got to stop doing that,” I told him, brushing off the remains of what had been perfectly good jeans. “I’ve got a limited wardrobe here.”
“Who needs clothes in the Void?” he asked in a silky tone. “Useless and unnecessary. They just get in the way of what you really want.”
Something warm and soft touched the backs of my newly-bare legs. I shivered as Drazan’s tentacles snaked around me, working upwards.
I wrapped my arms around Toth’s neck as the tentacles ran up my thighs, sure that my knees would become jelly in about thirty seconds.
My Zizhatl kissed me deeply, holding me up as the tentacle slid against my pussy, slowly moving back and forth.
Kiraxis joined us, and between the two of them, there was no fear that I’d suddenly collapse when—
The suction cup clamped onto me, sending a full-body shudder of need through me. Drazan laughed in my head as it suctioned tightly to my clit, and my knees really did just about give out.
I kissed Kiraxis, my breaths coming in gasps as the Klee released me, spurting and coating my pussy with slick.
More tentacles were moving over me, slipping around to my ass, leaving the slick coated everywhere they touched.
“Hold her,” Toth ordered in a guttural voice. “Let us watch you fuck her.”
Drazan’s assent was a rumble of desire in my mind. I felt myself hoisted into the air by his tentacles, tilted onto my back, so the monsters could see the tentacles probing at my entrances.
“If you’re going to watch me, I want to watch you.” I demanded it, brooking no disobedience. “Stroke yourselves for me.”
Kiraxis let out a rattling groan, fisting his hard cock in his hand. Toth obeyed as well, and I licked my lips as the Mlul’dra’s crown began to bead with liquid.
Drazan gushed more slick over me, his tentacles fattening, and I tensed for a moment as he penetrated me, pussy and ass all at once.
A groan escaped me, my hips bucking as he pushed in.
Relax, my mate. I will stretch you to receive all of us.
I listened to his soothing voice, forcing my muscles to relax. In the tangle of tentacles, I watched my monsters pump themselves, their eyes fixated on sight of the tentacles pushing into me and the slick gushing out around them.
Spasms went through me as I writhed in his grasp, unable to help myself. The friction of Drazan moving in and out, coating my insides with slick, sent heat shuddering through my nerves.
Toth groaned and stroked faster, his own cock so swollen I didn’t understand how I’d be able to take it, and Kiraxis growled as he squeezed himself.
I almost reached out, wanting them, but Drazan stopped me.
He spread my legs further, leaving me to the mercy of his tentacles as they began pumping harder.
Let them watch, his guttural voice ordered. Let them watch your body be plundered and stretched wide before they fuck themselves into you.
I loved it when my monsters treated me like this, both with love and with the understanding that I needed them to treat me like their playtoy.
I craved it like I craved air.
The girth of the tentacles hadn’t stopped expanding. I felt a low pressure as I was pushed wider, wide enough to accommodate all of their massive cocks.
Good girl. Drazan’s hands worked at his own cock as he ravaged me, his groans echoing in my bones. I feel how tight you are around me.
Oh, I was the best girl, dammit. I was going to take every single one of them and love every second of it.
I drew in a hissing breath as he slid deeper into my ass, and pummeled my pussy at the same time.
Slick flew out, coating my thighs, and Kiraxis moaned.
“Fuck her harder, Drazan. Suck her pretty little clit for me.”
My god. My nipples hardened, and two tentacles encircled and squeezed my breasts, making them stand out in puffy mounds.
I almost shrieked when a sucker found my clit and latched on without mercy. He sucked once, twice, then felt the shudder run through me and backed off.
You don’t get to come yet, he told me. When you come, you’ll do it on our cocks.
“But I—” I lost my words to a long moan as he plunged back into my pussy.
Drazan was an unrelenting master, working my ass and pussy until I couldn’t speak, could hardly breathe.
I heard my monsters grunting, working themselves to the sight of my body stretched open for them, and tried to buck my hips, to feel friction against my swollen clit.
But they wouldn’t let me until they had me right where they wanted.
Now they will both fuck you, and you won’t come until you are permitted, Drazan told me.
His tentacles slid out of me with wet noises, but he held me in place, adjusting me so I was in midair with my knees drawn up and spread wide to leave me open to them.
Toth wrapped his arms around me from behind, his chest warm against my back. I whimpered as he reached down, angling his cock towards my ass, and in front of me, Kiraxis did the same, sliding his cockhead against my pussy.
His knot was already huge and swollen, and as Drazan lowered me onto them, I felt myself stop where his knot rubbed against my clit.
With a gasp, I writhed hard, bucking against them.
Kiraxis drew back a little. “No, little one.” He ran a claw over one of my nipples, sending a slight pinch of pain through my nerves.
Drazan allowed the rest of my weight to sink me onto them, all the way to the bases of their shafts. Thanks to the slick and his tentacles, they filled me without pain.
They drew closer, trapping me between them, slowly and torturously sliding in and out of me.
I moaned and writhed, gasping as they picked up speed and began pumping into me hard.
Their groans filled the air around me, sending prickles over my skin. There were no sounds on earth I loved more than the sound my monsters made when they were inside me.
Kiraxis’s knot slammed against my clit as his hips thrust faster, sending a shock through me each time. I tried to fuck myself onto him, but Drazan held me back, his tentacles controlling my movements.
I was like a doll for them, my body explicitly for their needs and desires.
Toth squeezed my breasts, kissing the back of my neck, and when I tried to move onto him, he let out a soft grunt, his cock twitching.
“You’re too tight, Elle.” He plunged into my ass, holding my cheeks open.
He thrust hard, then I felt the gush of hot come filling me, his groans in my ears.
I will fill her for you. Drazan somehow kept me in place on Kirax’s cock as he sidled forward.
Toth slowly withdrew, and then I felt the Klee behind me.
He pushed upwards, filling me with a grunt, and the tentacles holding me upright relaxed. I felt my full weight dropped onto them, pinned between the Klee’s rock-hard shaft and the monster battering my pussy.
I screamed out loud, arching against them as the full force of the friction was unleashed. They panted, working at me with alternate thrusts, and finally Drazan gave the magic words.
Make her come, he commanded Kiraxis. Make her explode all over our cocks.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped the words as Kiraxis arched into me, grinding his knot against my clit.
They bounced me between them, filling me as deeply as possible, and then the orgasm shredded through me.
I was completely at its mercy, a hostage to the onslaught tearing through my body.
Kiraxis roared as my body clenched around him, the two monsters fucking me with feral sounds. I felt their cocks pulse in the tight grip of my muscles, both of them gushing seed into me in a hot rush.
I was full to the brim, seed and slick coating my sex and ass. It was the best sensation in the world.
They pulled out slowly, cradling me carefully so I wouldn’t tumble to the ground. My muscles were jelly. Utterly useless.
Did you enjoy your lesson in teasing monsters, little one? Drazan asked.
I stared up at him, my mind obliterated. “I can’t walk.”
And immediately they all descended on me.
I was carried to the lake, where Kiraxis and Drazan washed the slick and come off my skin, and Toth ran sharp claws through my hair. I was pampered like the most beloved princess in the world.
“I… I love you all.” I blinked at the sudden silence, and the realization deep within me. “I don’t ever want to leave you.”
It was Drazan who broke the silence. We love you, too. We did not want to say…
“In case you chose to leave,” Toth finished quietly. “We did not wish for it to be painful for you.”
I shook my head, but Kiraxis beat me to the next words. “I hoped you would see it, Elle. I love you, and I will follow you anywhere in the world. We have claimed you and created a bond. There is no turning back.”
This was my life. My monsters. My family.
There was no one else who could make me feel this way.
I wrapped my arms around the Mlul’dra’s neck. “You’re my horde now, and I’m not going anywhere. I’ll move here permanently if I have to.”
“Good.” Toth kissed my ear, working his way down my neck. “This was obvious to us, but we thought you might need convincing.”
“You convinced me a long time ago,” I said softly. “I just wasn’t ready to admit it yet.”
I let go of the old Elle, the one who kept everyone at arm’s length. The one who had falsely convinced herself that she needed no one.
I did need them. I would never be happy again without them.
I didn’t care what I was, just as long as I had my little horde of monsters with me.
One way or another, I was staying with them.
And then my stomach rumbled audibly, ruining the moment.
Kiraxis looked concerned. “You have grown a little thin, Elle. You must eat. I am neglecting my duties as your mate.”
I managed to stand up with Drazan’s help. My leg muscles were still basically overstretched rubber bands, but by God, I could make it to the kitchen. “How about I eat, and come back?”
Drazan nodded, and Kiraxis and Toth practically dragged me to the cave.
“Return soon, Elle.” One of Kiraxis’s ears twitched. “There is a pressure in the air, a change coming. I do not like it.”
I could feel the pressure as well, but it was faint, barely noticeable. Maybe I was just distracted enough to not feel it. “I will. I love you.”
I smiled impishly and kissed his wide snout, and then kissed Toth.
Mine, mine, mine! Horny Elle howled in triumph.
Fine. She’d won. I wouldn’t begrudge her victory.
They helped me up to the underside of my bed. I quickly pulled on some clothes from my duffel bag, noting that I was hitting a critical point—I had one pair of jeans left. I’d make an online order and have it shipped to the post office in Dunwich, since I was planning to stay for a very, very long time.
Like, forever kind of long.
I pulled up my hair into a bun as I headed to the kitchen on bare feet, smiling to myself.
Everything was great. Glorious, even.
But the kitchen was silent when I pushed the door open. No Eurotrash techno rattled the cabinets.
“Hello? Tater?” I stepped inside, my smile becoming a frown.
There was an antiseptic smell in the air. All of the metal work surfaces were polished and disinfected; not even the lingering scent of food remained.
But there was a paper on the island, next to a casserole dish of cherry cobbler that looked like people had already dug into it with their hands.
I picked it the paper, and managed to decipher the chicken scratch: it was a notice of resignation, effective immediately, signed by Tater.
He was gone.
I let the paper flutter back to the island, looking around. As sad as I was to see a chef like him leave, I could still fend for myself. There were likely groceries left in the fridge; they just wouldn’t be amazing, Michelin-starred dishes.
That was okay. I could live on bologna sandwiches for a while. I’d done worse before.
I turned to the industrial-sized fridge, still lost in thought, and something moved at the corner of my eye.
I didn’t move in time; all I saw was a blur of white and red, a glimpse of iron.
Then the pot came down on my head, and after a nuclear burst of pain and a flash of white, there was nothing at all.
37
Elle
I came to with a jolt, and my first impression of wakefulness was the feeling of constriction and the wash of heat across my face.
When I tried to open my eyes the sun seared them, sending blinding pains through my skull.
One eye felt swollen and strangely mushy. From the thick sensation, and the lingering taste of rust in my mouth, it was glued shut with blood.
And thinking of blood brought back my last coherent memory: something crashing into my skull and the dull crack I’d heard before everything went dark.
My jaws ached not only from the phantom taste, but because thick, scratchy cloth had been wadded into my mouth and tightly tied to make a gag.
My stomach rolled and I swallowed hard, determined not to throw up, but the thick fuzziness in my head and the blinding flashes of pain made it difficult. If I threw up, I’d choke to death on it.
I felt my body weight sagging against something hard, holding me upright. As I swam up out of the fuzziness, I tried to figure out what it was.
My hands were bound behind me, pulled so tightly my shoulders were screaming. I tried to move my fingers, brushing against the thing supporting me.
I felt wood against nearly-numb fingertips. From the smooth roundness of it, it was a thick beam of wood, and that meant the pain-points all along my body were ropes that kept me tied to it.
