Page 31 of Darkest Dredge

My words trailed off. I didn't need to finish the thought. He had to know what I was getting at. This wasn't just some lusty-state driven by the fact that a virile sea monster was striding toward me, literally steamy hot and oozing with need. It was like I'd slipped into a heat state.

The appendages hanging from his face to create a tentacle-like beard seemed to writhe with contemplation. “The eggs. I think they're still covered in this…” He swiped a black claw down his shaft and rubbed the pre-cum-like lubricant between his fingers. “Aphrodisiac.”

I gave a sloppy nod in agreement. It made sense. Why else would I be as pent up as one of those busty-elf maidens like in a horny internet monster porno. Dizzy with lust and so wet with arousal it defied space and time.

Cosmically horny? Was that a thing?

At the laugh of my companion in my head, I realized he could hear my every thought.

Fuck.

Have some decorum, Bea, I scolded myself. Christ.

Using every shred of willpower still in my possession, I shut my legs and started to pull the hem of my shirt down. "We should go back to the boat—"

"Open your legs, mate." Noah's command came out crystal clear in my head. Like magic, they opened. It wasn't just because I wanted him to the point where inhibitions were pretty much extinct, but because my body obeyed him without caring what I wanted.

It was some kind of mind control.

“Noah, what—oh fuck.”

In a blink's worth of time, the mutant captain was on his knees between the spread crux of my thighs with his shaft gripped in his huge hand.

He paused for a second, long enough for my brain to catch up. Then he pushed himself inside, filling me so full, my mouth parted on a delirious moan.

The bestial need to allow him to fill me with cock, cum, eggs—whatever he wanted—pushed all other coherent thoughts and worries from my mind. There wasn’t room for anything else.

So fucking full…

Noah’s strong arms looped over my head, caging me in his protective embrace. It was almost like he was trying to shield me from the statues looking down on us.

He pumped into me, his rhythm slow at first, as if he enjoyed feeling the eggs shift around inside me. They rocked against my cervix, and pressed into a particularly sensitive spot that had cosmic stars speckling my vision with every thrust.

My orgasm slammed home fast and violently. My spine arched and my hips undulated, matching his motions to maximize the friction.

Delicious and dangerously addictive.

There was no time to bask in the afterglow of my release. Noah was right there, thrusting home inside me like an entire civilization depended on it. His muscles rippled and quivered beneath his steaming green flesh. Veins covering his arms and shoulders bulged and pulsated. His five-eyed unblinking gaze burned into me, and I knew every time I closed my eyes for nights to come, I’d see him peering at me in the darkness.

He released his scalding load with a psychic groan that melted my marrow and turned my bones into jelly.

When he eased out of me with a wet, hot jet of fluid oozed out and I found myself sitting in a slurry of tentacle lubricant and cum.

“Push for me. It’s time to get these out of you.”

My lips parted with a soundless gasp as he caressed the slight bulge in my belly. Applying pressure, bit by bit, his palm bore down as I did as told and squeezed. Then… plop!

“That’s my good fucking girl. We’re not done yet, though.”

No, of course not. That was only the first egg.

How fucked was it that I almost wished there were more, just to tease this out? For the first time since we found the mask, my mind relaxed. All the frantic questions were thrust to the back of my brain, replaced with the overwhelming desire to feel that lewd sensation deep inside as the alien eggs pushed through my walls and forced my body to flutter and spread to allow them passage.

My pelvic muscles throbbed with one final push and a sickening splat echoed through the chamber as the last gooey-spheres plopped into Noah’s awaiting hand.

“I think I know what we need to do,” I said, panting.

I stretched my arms out to him and pulled myself closer to him. On either side of his tentacled face, I held him. In those five terrible alien eyes, past the deep darkness, I saw my Noah.