Nixie sighs. “Okay, well, I tried. Good luck with that.”
Footsteps make their way down the steps, and Nikos finally appears in front of me. His pastel green skin glimmers in the low light of the rock cavern, and his metallic gold hair hangs long down his back. He holds a golden trident in one hand like Poseidon, but it’s the rest of him that startles me. I don’t know why. Of course the man doesn’t have a tail while he is on dry land, I just wasn’t expecting this. The man in front of me is naked, apart from a piece of cloth covering his groin, and it’s not doing a very good job of hiding anything. In fact, now that his molten gold eyes are locked onto my exposed breasts, his cloth starts to move as his dick hardens. He places the trident against the wall and steps forward.
“Hello, Lila. I like your breasts.” I hear a groan and the sound of a slap from above.
“For fuck’s sake, Nikos,” I hear his sister complain.
“Ah, thank you, Nikos? I… uh… like your cock?” Although the thing is still draped in cloth, it is now standing at attention, and it looks like it could have nice girth and length, not to mention it’s moving around like an elephant’s trunk.
“Would you like to suck it?” he inquires. Um, well, okay then. How am I supposed to answer this question? A burning sensation on my shoulder tells me exactly how I feel and what I want to do. Goddamn it, I know I’m attracted to this man, but should I really be sucking his dick? One part of me just wants to embrace this whole Skarrian experience, but the other part of me, the one which is rooted in Earth morals and traditions, is screaming at me for being such a slut.
“Raincheck?” I ask him, and he frowns, looking up.
“It is not raining. It can rain in our environment, but we don’t put it in storm mode very often. What has that got to do with you wrapping your lips around my manhood?”
“It is an Earth saying. It means, can we do that next time?” I explain, hiding my grin.
“Yes, of course. Link is on his way, and he will probably bring your mate. He would undoubtedly want you to suck his cock first. I shall wait my turn.” Nikos makes it sound like it’s perfectly reasonable for me to be sucking a lot of cock, and while I’m tempted, I need answers about Saxon. Why did he react so intensely to the scent of my blood, and will his need to find me continue? I really need him to work with me and show me how to use that gun, and hopefully I can convince him that my body is not as fragile as he thinks so I can work on my hand-to-hand combat skills as well.
“How is Link going to get over to your home?” I ask, hoping the change of subject might make his raging boner go down.
“Can I at least touch your breasts? Maybe I can help you relax while we wait for him to arrive,” he offers, stepping closer to me, and I hold up a tentacle to stop his forward movement. Unfortunately, I haven’t quite got the hang of them on land. In the water, they function like a breeze and everything happens naturally, but on land, not so much, and it wraps around his cloth-covered dick instead of touching his chest where I had intended for it to go.
“Oh, you have changed your mind?” he asks, sounding adorably hopeful, and as I try to figure out how to remove it, the suckers latch onto the underside of his cock, which is not covered by the cloth, and I can taste Nikos through them. He’s salty and tangy and delicious, kind of like a margarita. Fuck me. If giving head tasted like that all the time, I would have been the blow job queen in high school.
He moans and thrusts into my tentacle as I try to pull it away, but before I can get it to cooperate—the damn thing has a mind of its own—I hear voices in the upper section again, specifically Link’s and Caspian’s.
My heart sinks, and I pull harder, trying to unwrap it, and Nikos throws his head back and moans, “Yes.”
“No, no, no. This is not what was supposed to happen. I’m not even sure what is so good about it! Your damn dick is half wrapped in cloth.”
“But your breasts bounce so nicely and your grip is so good.” The footsteps come down the spiral rock staircase, and Nikos speeds up his thrusts. I can’t get my tentacle to unwrap no matter what I try. It’s like it’s sentient and refuses to give up control.
Just as the other three step out onto the platform, Nikos shouts and thrusts hard once more, exposing the tip of his cock through the cloth. As he does, cum shoots out and splatters all over my chest, the warm sticky fluid tingling against my skin as my tentacle finally unlatches itself and moves enough so it can suction around the now dripping tip.
I look at my mate and potential lover in dismay. “This is not what it looks like.”
They exchange a glance and grin. “Looks like a good time to me,” Caspian says, and Link joins in with his laughter as Nixie groans, slapping a hand over her eyes.
“Fucking hell, Nikos. What did you do?”
Link
When Nixie called me to come to their habitat, I was surprised. I hadn’t been invited down there before, but when she mentioned Lila being in danger, I dropped everything I was doing and hurried. I messaged Caspian and told him to meet me there, hoping that nothing bad had happened to his mate.
When we arrived at the platform near the door, I was prepared to strip down and swim across, but Nixie activated a floating path that came from the housing section to the platform we were standing on, allowing us to walk easily over to her house. When we got inside, I was stunned to find Saxon unconscious on the floor of the main living area.
“What is wrong with him and why is he here?” I ask, bending down to run my hand over him to scan for abnormalities. Vilaxians don’t get sick because their cells regenerate and are constantly healing themselves as long as they get a constant source of blood.
“He was in a blood frenzy. I had to sing him to sleep. He wouldn’t leave.” I watch concern wash over Nixie’s face as she repeats what happened.
“A blood frenzy? What caused that?” Caspian questions, sounding surprised. He pushes a hand through his blue hair, trying to understand what Nixie is telling us. I don’t blame him for worrying, it’s not often that Vilaxians will go into a blood frenzy outside of battle. The only other time would be if…
“He found his blood rose,” Nixie finishes, voicing my thought out loud.
“He did? Well, good for him. Is it one of the Aquilians? That’s extremely unusual, isn’t it? Aren’t they usually Vilaxians as well since they need to be able to sustain each other on their blood? I don’t think I’ve heard of a non-Vilaxian blood rose. It would surely be a death sentence for the other species if that were the case.”
I stand up as Caspian finishes asking his questions. I know that Saxon is fine. He is sleeping peacefully, which is probably for the best because he will suffer withdrawals and blood frenzy until he can get his blood rose to consummate their connection. I have a funny feeling that Caspian is in for a rude shock when he discovers who Saxon’s blood rose is.
