He slid the door aside and grinned at Mao as he slid the panel shut.He walked her to the low platform and set her down before sliding his robe off his shoulders, and then he released her sash as he started kissing her lips before he worked his way down to her neck, and she threaded her fingers in his hair.
She held on as he focused on waking her senses, and she twisted against him.He ran his hands over her skin, and she smiled as he checked his work.
By the time he used one of his condoms, she was writhing on the surface that didn’t allow her to retreat.They came together, and he shuddered for a minute while he gained control over himself before he began to move.
Vine was trying to decide whether she was a fan of the sensation or not when he almost completely withdrew and slid into her again.That was delightful.She was a convert.
Thirty-six hours and half a box of condoms later, he carried her to the water and stepped into it, wrapping her in his tentacles as they sank, and he breathed for her.
She felt a sting for a moment, the cleverest tentacle entered her, and everything felt warm and wonderful again.They rocked together for over an hour, and then she felt the heat surge into her, and she wanted to punch him.
When they surfaced, she was glaring at him, which surprised him.
Kazuya asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Did you have a tentacle-shaped condom by any chance?”
“What?”
“I know how octopi reproduce.”
He looked sheepish.“I didn’t think anyone knew that.”
“I have done a lot of sudden research on octopi.For...reasons.”She looked down to where the tentacles had been.
“No, I didn’t have a condom on the tentacle.”He sighed.
“Okay.Great.So I am going to shower again, get dressed, and go home to have a nervous breakdown.”
“Why?”He was worried.
“Well, not to put too fine a point on it, I am going to have major rejection issues starting as soon as I wake up.I would rather not be here.”
“Rejection?Jennika was fine.”
“Jenn is a beta.”
His eyes widened.“Oh, hells.Would you let me link to you?”
She paused.“I am not trying to trap you.I can get over the rejection.”
He wrapped his arms around her.“I don’t consider myself trapped; I consider myself lucky that you took pity on me.”
“Well, you helped me, so I helped you.”
He stroked her hair.“I will do the hair twist, and are you content with just me as a mate?”
“Yes.I don’t want anyone else.I won’t be around much.I have my own work to do at my workshop.”
“I will install a workshop here, just tell me what you need.”
She blinked.“I can just buy the lot next to you and set it up there.”
He smiled.“You don’t want to be close?”
“I need focus.It has to be an uninterrupted space.”
He twisted a tendril of her hair around his finger.“Then, we should bond so that you can get comfortable.And we can determine what you need and when you need it.I want you, I want to keep you with me, help you be happy and live a bright life and future.”
