His grunt of approval sends a hot flush through my body. “You’re so incredibly beautiful, Rey,” he growls against my skin, the deep rumble of his voice sending another wave of heat through me. “I love the way you feel. The way you respond to my touch—to how my tentacles touch you.”
I gasp as his tentacles move higher, exploring the planes of my body underneath my dress. I meet his gaze, and the intensity there makes me shiver in anticipation.
“I want you,” he rasps, the words laced with passion. “Every part of you. Your taste, your touch, your moans… You drive me wild, and I can’t get enough.”
His voice drops to a whisper as he leans in close to my ear. “Tell me what you want, Rey,” he murmurs, his breath fanning hot against my skin. “Tell me, and I’ll make it happen.”
“I want to feel you,” I moan. “I want to know how it feels being with you with your tentacles wrapped around me.”
Ten
Zethe
“Your wish is my command,” I say, my voice husky with desire.
My hands find the hem of her sundress, and I lift it off her with a swift, smooth motion. She’s left in her underwear, her body a sight that makes my tentacles tighten with need.
“You are the most beautiful treasure I’ve ever found,” I murmur, my eyes drinking in her curves. “My own starfish to cherish and care for.”
She meets my gaze, her eyes shining with arousal. “You’re so sexy,” she breathes. “You must be so strong to carry me back to shore. I… I want to feel that strength. All around me… within me.”
The words send a jolt through me, my heart pounding in my chest. “Are you sure, Rey?” I ask, needing to hear it from her lips, needing the affirmation.
She nods, her lips parting in anticipation. “Yes,” she says. “I’m sure.”
Lying down on the bed, I use my tentacles to scoop her up and place her on my chest. “Then sit on my face,” I command, my voice husky.
She gasps at my words, her eyes wide. “I… I don’t want to hurt you,” she stammers.
I chuckle, the sound deep and rich. “I can breathe underwater, my sweet starfish,” I tell her. “I should be able to breathe just fine between your thighs and surrounded by your sweet juices. If I die, I’ll die a happy Kraken, worshipping his fated mate.”
She reaches behind her, unclasping her bra and casting it to the side. As the piece of fabric falls away, I’m struck once again by the sheer beauty of her.
Her breasts are full and round, perfect fit for my hands. Her large brown nipples tempting me like an oasis in a desert, wanting to latch my suckers on and never let go. Her long brown hair cascades down her shoulders, the ends brushing against her curvaceous body, tickling her skin. Her rich brown eyes, filled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement, meet mine, causing a knot to form in my chest. And those lips… those gorgeous, succulent lips… they make me yearn to hear my name being moaned, screamed from her.
As she leans forward, attempting to rid herself of her underwear, I come to her aid. One tentacle lifts her slightly, giving the others the space needed to slip beneath her and pull the fabric down. She’s bare before me, and the sight nearly has me groaning out loud.
With a soft gasp, she shakes her head and shoots me a seductive smirk. “Anxious to get me naked like you?”
“It’s only fair,” I tease, my eyes raking over her. “I’ve always been in easy access, starfish.”
She begins to move, positioning herself above my face. I can tell she’s holding back, not putting her full weight down, but Ineed her to trust me. “Let go, Rey,” I encourage her. “You can’t hurt me.”
But after a sigh, she finally allows herself to drop, a gasp escaping her lips as she does. A groan of appreciation rumbles deep within me.
As Rey relaxes fully onto me, I waste no time. I grip her thighs, my tentacles firm and warm against her soft skin. I nudge her legs apart, revealing the wetness that glistens there. Her needy scent is intoxicating, and I don’t hesitate to press my mouth against her.
My tongue makes contact with her sensitive bud, eliciting a shudder that runs through her body and vibrates against my mouth, savoring her taste. The saltiness of the ocean lingers on her skin, mingling with her own unique flavor.
It’s a taste I can’t get enough of.
As I delve deeper, sucking lightly on her clit, I feel her body tremble. The more I lavish attention on her, the more she shudders and moans. I move in rhythm with her, matching the pulses of pleasure that course through her body.
Her hands find purchase in my hair, her fingers weaving through the wet strands and tugging in sync with the movements of my tongue. I groan against her, the vibrations making her tremble.
My tentacles find her breasts, wrapping around the supple flesh and squeezing just right. The suckers attach themselves onto her nipples, tugging and releasing in a rhythm that matches the lapping of my tongue.
As they attach, I feel her gasp, the sensation causing her body to jerk in surprise.
