“You’re so tight,” he growls.
“You’re so big.”
“Not too big.”
“Just right. Perfect.”
He fucks me harder, like my words are egging him on.
“I am going to fill you with my cum,” he growls, snapping his hips even faster.
“Yes, please. Fuck, yes!”
“And then I’m going to plug you with my egg.”
His hips slap against me, his dick as deep as possible. Thinking of having his egg inside of me? Fuck, that’s hot. I didn’t know that was an option, but now that I do? I fucking want it.
Aliko’s breathing grows heavier and he wraps his hand around me this time, stroking my dick along with his thrusts.
“I’m going to come,” he says. “Come with me, Leif. I want your cum, too.”
“Fuck—”
My dick throbs, spurting cum all over his hand and my chest. My vision goes black, but I feel the obscene heat of his cum filling me up. Pleasure rolls on and on, consuming me in a way I didn’t think was possible.
When I’m finally able to open my eyes, I see Aliko’s blue eyes staring down at me. He leans in, his nose grazing my neck as he inhales slowly but deep. A low grunt sounds in his throat.
“Are you ready?”
“Huh?” It’s the only thing that comes out of my mouth before he pulls his cock out and then replaces it with his tentacle. There’s pressure, and then he’s pulling out again. But there’s something… in there.
He left his egg inside me.
“Can you feel that?” he asks as he massages the outsides of my thighs.
I clench and shift. “Yes. Fuck, yes,” I moan.
“Does it hurt?”
“No, but—” His brow raises in question. “It won’t like, break in there, right?”
He huffs a laugh as he leans forward and kisses my lips gently. “Kraken eggs are like rocks. It will not break inside you. When I want it out, I will take it out.”
I know this is a bad idea… not having a flared base and all, but I go with it because… well, because it’s fucking hot. And really, where is it going to go? He could just put his tentacle upthere, suction it, and pull it out, right? I’m no doctor, but sure—it sounds legit, so I’m going with it.
Aliko gets off the bed. “Don’t move.”
I wouldn’t dare.
He goes to the bathroom and comes back with a damp towel that he uses to clean me. There is a big difference from the last time until now. The positions have changed, and I love it.
“Go up to the top of the bed. Get comfortable.”
I smile as I do. “I thought we were going in the hot tub?”
“Later.”
He crawls into bed, pulling me close, wrapping me in all of his tentacles like a cocoon. It should feel claustrophobic, but it doesn’t. It just feels nice.
