Kazuya kissed her and nuzzled her cheek and neck, prying the collar of her robe away from her skin.He pressed a kiss to her collarbone and started sucking.
It took a few seconds to figure out what was going on, and then she punched him in the head.“Hey!No hickies that can’t be explained away as tentacle marks.”
He grunted and rubbed his head where she had punched him.“Ow.Sorry.I got carried away.”
“Yeah, well, you aren’t the one who is travel-sized.When alphas see an omega, they think that they can do whatever they want with them.I met you less than twenty-four hours ago, and you have already touched me more than anyone in the history of ever.Pace yourself.”
He looked at her and smiled slowly, “So, your objection is speed?”
“Yup.”
“You did not object when I touched you earlier.”
“No, but you also didn’t move fast.I managed to figure things out as you went along.”
He brushed his thumb against her collarbone, where he had latched on.“All my normal impulses are scattered to the currents with you around.”
“Well, I would pace myself.Don’t octopi die after mating?”
He smiled.“Many do, but fortunately, I am a healer first and octopus second.”
“Do healers die after mating?”
He laughed.“No.No, they do not.Having family makes them stronger.”
She smiled.“Interesting.That’s some heavy lifting.”
“I think you can manage.”
Vine blinked at him and sighed.“I don’t know.The tentacle thing is a little weird.”
He snorted and hugged her.She giggled, and he grinned.
She noticed that her voice didn’t sound as harsh.It still sounded raspy, but it wasn’t the raw tearing that she was used to.
“You fucked with my throat.”
“No, that would have been different, and you wouldn’t have doubted it.”He flicked her temple with a finger.
Vine moved her legs cautiously.Her normal sharp pain was missing.It was a dull ache that felt like a good day.
She slid her hand around his neck, and he bent toward her, but she used her grip to lever off his lap.“Haha.Sucker.”
He snorted and helped her to her feet.“How are you feeling?”
“Better.Thank you.What do I owe you?”
He grinned, got to his feet, and stroked her hair.“Dinner.I accept ribs in payment.”
She chuckled and set her clothing out, slipping her panties on first.“Fine.I will send you the address.”
“Xiroth already did.”He kissed the top of her head as she untied the robe and let it drop.He caught it and folded it neatly.He exhaled and made a ragged sound as she put on her bra and pulled her shirt on.
Vine finished getting dressed after checking her legs.The single spiral up each of her legs was even, and she could feel delicate skin on her back.He had worked on most of her exterior scars, and compression had straightened a bit of her legs.
“I want to see you again on Tuesday morning.”
“And this evening.”
