“Show me,” Torin demanded, and Jonah let out a small sound of surprise before he leaned back, pulling his thighs toward his chest.
Torin groaned. He grabbed Jonah’s arse cheeks, squeezing and massaging as he held him open. The first stroke of his tongue over Jonah’s hole had Jonah whining and pressing back for more.
He wanted to cum. He wasn’t sure he’d ever wanted it so badly, but Torin was keeping him right on the edge and Jonah didn’t know when – orif– he would push him over.
Torin sucked on Jonah’s rim, spearing his tongue inside, and then all at once he was surging out of the pool, covering Jonah’s body with his own. Jonah let out a gasp of surprise and Torin swallowed it, kissing him like he needed Jonah to breathe.
Jonah grabbed at Torin’s hips, rolling his body to meet him.
He jerked, suddenly, when he felt something stroke down the length of his cock. Torin had one hand in Jonah’s damp hair, the other planted next to his head.
What…?
Torin huffed a laugh against Jonah’s cheek. “I can’t help it,” he murmured. “How am I supposed to resist you?”
“You’re not.”
Torin kissed him again. Jonah thrust his hips up and felt something stroke him again, a little firmer this time. He pulled his mouth away.
“Let me see you.”
Torin bit Jonah’s lower lip before he pushed himself up, kneeling between Jonah’s spread legs. He was precariously close to the edge of the water, but Jonah supposed that didn’t matter much.
His eyes trailed slowly down over Torin’s pecs, his powerful arms and flat stomach, and when he paused on Torin’s cock, he couldn’t help the surprised gasp that escaped him.
Like the toy, Torin was thick and long, though Jonah had felt that already. But what, on the toy, had been strange strands that extended down the length of it, on Torin’s cock they were…
“Tentacles?”
“Only little ones,” Torin teased. “Though you can play with the big ones later if you want.”
Jonah swallowed hard, even as his cock throbbed. A few thin tentacles wrapped around Torin’s cock, though one had split off – Jonah supposed that had been what had touched him. They had the same blue-green shimmer as the rest of Torin’s skin was taking on, and Jonah let out a surprised breath.
“You’re a mermaid.”
Torin chuckled. He pushed closer again, one hand taking the back of Jonah’s neck in a firm grip. His teeth were too sharp, and his eyes were dark, the way he looked Jonah over making him shiver.
“No, I’m not,” he said. He leaned in and licked the curve of Jonah’s ear. Jonah glanced down. The tentacle that had already detached itself from Torin’s cock was moving, and he moaned when it slid along his own.
It was smooth, gliding slickly down his length before it wrapped around the base. Another extended and joined it, and Jonah groaned when they both started shuttling up and down his shaft.
“Guess, Jonah,” Torin said. His voice sounded strained. “You’re not cumming until you do.”
Jonah looked at him in surprise. “Torin!”
Torin’s answering grin was wicked. “You don’t have to cumeverytime you play with Ez’s toys,” he said. “You’re just a greedy slut.”
Jonah groaned again. The tentacles around his cock tightened, and Torin shifted his hips until their cocks pressed together.
He couldn’t think. Not a mermaid, but Torin had to be something similar, right?
“Come on, Jonah,” Torin teased. He licked down Jonah’s jaw and sucked a mark onto his throat. Jonah moaned helplessly, thrusting his hips up into the tight grip of the tentacles. “Let me hear you.”
His voice… It was as low and sensual as it had been every time Jonah had heard it. He tipped his head back, moaning again when Torin bit at his skin.
“Oh,fuck.You’re a siren.”
Torin chuckled against Jonah’s throat. “Clever boy,” he cooed. The tentacles around Jonah’s cock squeezed tight and Jonah cried out.
