My pussy clenched tight. My toes curled. My legs tightened as a hard shudder passed through me. Too much pleasure filled me all at once. A loud growl ripped from my throat as an orgasm—stronger than the last—rolled through me. My body locked up in pleasure.
Odelm moaned my name as he exploded in both my holes, filling me with his hot seed.
I gasped, inhaling sharply as I felt the familiar pop in my mind. My senses expanded, my pleasure multiplied as I sensed Odelm's presence within me.
Honor. Bliss. Disbelief.
His emotions battled my own before wrapping themselves around mine and merging, becoming one.
He sighed.
A deep lassitude fell over us both.
The suction on my clit disconnected as both of his cocks deflated. Small tremors—aftereffects of my orgasms—traveled along my spine. Satisfaction and contentment flowed through me as I laid my head on Odelm’s chest, listening to his dual heartbeats and feeling the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed deeply.
His tentacles unwound from around my thighs as his hands slid from my ass to cup my hips. He shimmied away from the wall until he laid prone on the bed, and I shifted closer, wrapping my arms around him.
A blanket was placed over us, and I glanced up to see Xylo looking at us with a small smile as he dimmed the lights and closed the glass-wall curtains.
Xylo laid beside us, the patterns along his exposed body glowing with bioluminescence. His patterns popped in swirls of nebulae and galaxies in the darkness until he covered himself with a blanket.
Dragging my gaze away, I laid my head back on Odelm’s chest, pressed up against his own lightly glowing violet speckles.
My eyelids drooped.
They refused to open again as I drifted into a deep sleep.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Selena
Gentle touches trailing along my back woke me.
My hands caressed Odelm’s chest as I rubbed my cheek against his cool scales. I smiled as I thought back to the night before. Odelm was mine now.
My stomach growled, and I realized—as wonderful as the night had been—we’d missed dinner. My body was sated, but I was dirty… and starving.
I groaned as I pried open my eyes and scanned the room. Someone had already turned on the lights and opened the blinds.
“I am sorry. Did I wake you?” Odelm whispered, his palms flattening against my back.
I sat up, still straddling his lap, my legs resting on his thigh fins. The blanket slid off my shoulders to pool around my hips. His hands fell to my thighs, cupping them, thumbs rubbing in small circles. His tentacles wound loosely around my ankles.
Smiling into his pale green eyes, I said, “Yes, but it was a nice way to wake up.”
He squeezed my thighs and returned the smile. “Thankyou for last night. Thank you for trusting me and accepting my bonding spore.”
I bent to drop a kiss in the middle of his chest, then glanced to the spot where Xylo had laid. He was gone. Tracing our bond thread, I saw he was in the common room.
“When did Xylo wake up?”
“A while ago. He did not want to wake you but wanted to talk to the princes. He told me accepting my bonding spore had taken a lot out of you and to let you rest.”
I rolled my eyes. Of course, Xylo had still wanted to talk to the princes about me.
“I was hoping he’d let it go after you both knew what had happened.”
Odelm searched my eyes, a fleeting smile crossing his face. “He means well. We were both worried about you—you and our cubs.”
