“Spiro, please!” I wailed, letting go of my legs and squeaking my fingertips on the table in search of anything to hold on to.
He emerged and wiped his hand over his mouth, wet with his saliva and glistening with olive oil. “I could eat your ass for breakfast every day.”
If I had half a working brain cell, I’d make a joke about cannibalism, but all I could do was mouth a broken “please.”
Spiro stood up and lined his upper cock with my hole and pushed. The tip of the thick monster of a dick slipped in, and Spiro paused. “Is this okay?”
“Yes! Ruin me.”I want to remember this forever.
Without missing another beat, Spiro rocked his hips, going in deeper, stretching me impossibly wide. His tentacles danced around him, creating an image of his floating above me like a tentacled sex angel who’d come to fuck me into oblivion.
Spiro clenched his jaw as he splayed his hands on my thighs, driving into me with steady, rhythmic movements. Then, he pulled out.
I let out a gasp born of surprise and emptiness, but it didn’t last long because Spiro replaced his upper cock with the lower one and fucked me even faster this time.
The thick monster dick that had just been inside me, now lay on my abdomen, glistening and hard. I pulled it against my own dick and wrapped my hands around both of them, stroking slowly and steadily.
“Fuck, Kaos.” He thrust into my ass and into my grip simultaneously, creating delectable friction between our dicks.
I was full of Spiro and this time I wouldn’t be able to hold on to my orgasm even if he ordered me to.
“I’m coming.”
“Yes. Come on, my Kitten, join me.” He tensed and released a load from his upper cock, shooting it across my chest.
It hit my lips, and I licked it automatically. The scent of my lover in the air, the taste of his cum on my tongue, and the feel of him truly ruining me for anyone else, sent me flying over the edge.
I erupted into incoherent screams that consisted of Spiro’s name and an array of blubbered curse words. I came all overmyself, and Kaos fucked me throughout as my hole spasmed around his dick.
He met my gaze with his glowing eyes and said in a whispered growl: “Kaos, my Kitten.”
Spiro was coming from the cock inside me. I was sure of it from the trembling of his entire body.
I imagined him filling my guts with that insane amount of cum I’d seen him spurt before.
Grinning, I squeezed my ass, and I could swear his eyes rolled back for a moment.
Spiro pulled out, but I didn’t feel as empty as before. I clenched as tight as I could, but I felt his cum leaking out of me anyway.
“Come here, Kitten.” Spiro cradled me to his chest and stood up.
A squeak against the floor announced that he’d almost lost his balance. He caught himself on the table with tentacles, then walked slowly toward the large jacuzzi in his bathroom.
Chapter Seventeen
Kaos
Spiro and I had enjoyed the jacuzzi so much, we’d stayed until I pruned. We’d made plans about what else we’d like to do together until our time ran out the day after New Year’s. But that part we’d never discussed.
The first thing on our list was going to Mount Carmel Catholic Cemetery. We held hands and walked the snowy paths between old tombstones and modern ones. We even posed with the Al Capone tombstone for a selfie. When it got dark, it became more beautiful, and Spiro didn’t complain or comment that I was weird for liking the peaceful atmosphere. The fresh snow crunched under our boots in the vast and open area where no one was gawking at us.
“When I visited my great-grandma in Iceland, she took me to a cemetery on Christmas Eve to set candles on the graves of our family members. The entire plot was lit up. It was beautiful.” I held onto his tentacle around my waist and leaned into his warmth.
“I like that tradition. Can we celebrate in any particular way that you’re used to or would like to try?” Spiro asked.
I tapped my chin. “I liked the food that we had there. But I don’t remember what the fish was. The best part was a book exchange on Christmas Eve. We all gave each other a book, then read by candlelight after dinner.”
“Well, looks like we need to find a bookstore tomorrow.” Spiro kissed my cold cheek and twirled me in his arms.
