“Yes, but you can touch them,” Ner said and tilted his head to the side.
Delicately, I placed my lips against the gills and kissed them, then did it again, reveling in the lascivious moans coming from Ner.
His limbs surrounded me like the touch of several people, but better, because it was just him—my friend who was about to become my lover. Ner spread my ass cheeks and slid a tentacle between them back and forth, pressing on my taint, massaging my hole.
“Tease.” What was that squeak? I usually sounded gruff, even my singing voice was quite low, but I had a feeling Ner was about to coax some high notes out of me.
“Not for long.” Ner prodded my ass and covered my rim in warm gooeyness. “Will you let me in?”
“Yes.” I relaxed and moaned when the head of his lower tentacle slid in, then kept going smoothly. It was unlike any lover or dildo I’d had and I couldn’t control the needy noises leaving my throat. “Oh fuck, Ner! What are you doing to me?”
“I contracted it to make it slimmer, but it’ll keep stretching you the farther I get in. How does my cock feel?” Ner spoke against my lips and I licked the bottom one before replying.
“Like I’m dreaming. So good…” I had to take several deep breaths to calm down enough so I wouldn’t come yet.
Ner’s hands stroked my back as he studied my expression. The length I had inside rippled, slid out, then pushed back in even farther.
He focussed on me, looking like a magical creature in the moonlight with his cheeks flushed blue and his lips slightly parted. Calling him beautiful wouldn’t do justice to what my eyes had the privilege of seeing. When I’d first met him, he was strikingly handsome with a dimpled smile and tousled hair, but I had no idea Ner and his touch would ruin me for all lovers.
Ner squeezed my ass. I thought it was his hands at first, but they were on my back. It was the suckers of his upper tentacles holding my cheeks spread in a suction grip. I didn’t know what to expect next, already nearing the overwhelming feeling of being touched in so many places at once. Between Nereus, the water, tentacles, hands, and my ass getting filled so well, I wanted to come, but didn’t want it to end so quickly either.
“You can take me so deep, I’m almost halfway in.” Ner let out an approving purr. “I’m impressed.”
“The dildo you saw is not the only one I have.” I had no shame in admitting that, giving my body and my secrets to my new lover. Considering my current position and his tentacles roaming all over me, I was past the point of hiding what I liked.
“Dirty monster fucker.” Ner licked my neck and slid all the way out of my ass.
I whimpered my protest with a sound I’d never heard myself make before. “Come back.” The emptiness was unbearable and I rocked in his arms like a spoiled bottom.
He kissed me and slithered in slowly as I moaned into his mouth. “I’m full, but I want more.”
The tentacle inside me pulsed, and the movement let me know how deep it was. Then I felt a new pressure on my rim.
“Is that your—?” I clenched involuntarily then relaxed to welcome the intrusion.
Ner’s hooded eyes told me he enjoyed playing with me as much as I loved the attention. “I made the upper tentacle narrower to fit in and reach—”
I interrupted him with a gasp when he pressed on my sweet spot inside.
“You like it.” His smirk was clear in his tone, and he had the right to be smug. The fullness, stretch, and pulsing massage on my prostate were driving me insane. My heart pounded as heat swirled in my abdomen. Was I coming? No, not yet. I was barely holding on to reality, the intense pleasure scrambling my brain until only Ner mattered.
The second tentacle inside me had suckers and when Ner thrust into me, they bumped my rim on the way in and out like the best anal beads I’d ever used.
“I won’t last much longer, but I want to make you come too.” The high of being fucked, the dark ocean around us, and the warmth radiating from Ner’s body were so gloriously mind-blowing I was afraid I’d pass out.
“Fuck, you feel so good, you’re taking me so well.” Ner groaned and kissed me briefly. “What’s your color?” His voice was full of desire and I nearly laughed at the question.
“The greenest of greens.” I sounded the way I felt, strung on lust tighter than my guitar strings.
Ner understood, of course he had, and slithered a tentacle between us. I moaned at the wrap-around grip on my cock, the suckers latching on gently. Would they leave hickeys?
Fuck, I wanted sucker marks all over me so I could see them in the mirror and bask in the knowledge of who gave them to me. My Nereus, my lover, my ocean monster.
His other cock tentacle wiggled in the air and I flicked my tongue at it.
“Suck.” Ner’s command was a growl, and I parted my lips with eagerness.
I licked around the crown and salivated at the taste of salty water and sweet, thick liquid from the slit. As I sucked harder, more of it filled my mouth and I swallowed eagerly.
