“That’s because I’m a fucking badass who can talk himself into and out of trouble with my silver tongue.”
“Hmm. I’d say the words that trip off your tongue with barely a breath in between have the power to stupefy and occasionally paralyze others.”
I ponder that. “Perhaps it’s another one of my weird half-Quintharian superpowers?”
The slow, sensual grin that spreads across his face gets me all hot and bothered.
“No, darling. I think that’s all you and your natural talent.”
I continue to warm to the idea. “Like a word-whammy ninja. I take down my foes with my verbal ninjutsu!”
Kai starts laughing and my chest fills with warmth at the sweet sound.
When his laughter subsides, he gazes deep in my eyes. “Have I told you lately how much I fucking love you?”
I pooch out my bottom lip in an exaggerated pout. “It’s been a while, and I’ve been waiting.”
“How imprudent of me. I shall have to remedy that right now.”
He begins trailing kisses down my neck, right where I’m most sensitive, dammit.
Did you know you can get weak in the knees even when you’re lying down? Yep. Kai Genaro has that power over me. Sexy-ass motherfucker.
I gasp as he reaches my clavicle. “Quit teasing me and tell me what you want.”
He lifts himself up on his forearms and gazes down at me, flames of desire burning in his eyes. “I want to make love to you.” He grins. “With my cock and my tentacles.”
I wriggle with enthusiasm beneath him. “Sounds brilliant to me.”
With a sexy growl, Kai lays siege to my mouth, kissing me with an almost desperate fervor. Not one to ever be super passive, I meet him with equal passion, and our tongues tangle as we devour one another’s mouths.
That alone is enough to have my dick hard and ready for some real action now.
No one has ever turned me on quite like Kai. The man—and his tentacles, let’s be honest—drive me wild. It’s kind of a superpower of his. With him, I don’t have any inhibitions. I mean, I never had a whole lot, but I can let my geeky freak flag fly with Kai. I can tell him exactly what I want, and I know he’ll be more than willing to give it to me.
The man wears onesies for me even though they aren’t really his thing.
If that’s not true love, I don’t know what is.
Three of Kai’s tentacles come out to play, and before I can fully process that development, my ass is lifted in the air and my legs are slung over Kai’s shoulders, two tentacles holding themin place. The third coils itself around my shaft, already slick with the natural lubricant it produces, and starts to jack me.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, knowing exactly where this is going.
But I still can’t hold back a cry that’s equal parts pleasure and surprise when Kai spreads my cheeks and dives tongue first into my ass.
Rimming is yet another of his superpowers.
His hot tongue circles my entrance with teasing, torturous skill and leaves me desperate for more. I enjoy a good rimming like any man who understands the magic of having his ass eaten out, but I had no idea how fucking mind-blowing it could be before Kai. He approaches it with the same quiet, focused intensity he does with most things—which makes my heart melt into a puddle of goo every time—and the man is next-level.
His mouth worships my hole and drives me wild, teasing me with the prospect of more. My nerve endings are on fire, and I find myself clenching with the need to have him inside me.
Note to self—I need to work on upping my own rimming game so I can make him go equally nuts.
When the tip of his tongue finally breaches my entrance and pushes inside, my back arches and I cry out.
“Ahh! More. Don’t stop.”
When I bottom, I’m bossy as hell.
