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My eyes roll toward the back of my head. I want to close my thighs around his ears, but the tentacles holding them open are too strong.
I lose myself in the movements of his perfectly human tongue. His back and forth strokes over my clit are wonderful and the slurping and swallowing sounds make my skin tingle. The pleasure he gives me is gentle, slow, and nothing compared to last night or the night before.
Clutching the thick tentacle around my chest, I dig my fingers into the invisible flesh, my pussy clenching with need.
“Please,” I cry out. “I need your fingers inside me or your tentacles.”
Something warm and slippery circles my asshole, sending a skitter of pleasure down my spine.
“My pussy,” I say with a whimper. “I’m begging you, please.”
“Be a good girl and wait for my cock,” he mumbles around my clit. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be streaming tears.”
My heart flips. He sounds more like his wicked self.
He clamps his lips around my sensitive bundle of nerves, just as his tentacle pushes into my ass and stretches me wide. Then my first orgasm of the day tears through me like a cyclone.
I convulse within his grip, my legs thrashing, but his tentacles hold me in steady. He pulls his head back, and gazes up at me, his eyes dancing.
“Nice, but it’s not the same without watching your entire body,” he growls.
“S-so that’s why you liked standing at the edge of the bed,” I murmur.
“Seeing you tremble under my tentacles is the biggest pleasure of all.”
“Please,” I say with a whimper.
“Please, what?” he replies.
“Please fuck me with your tentacle cock.”
ChapterSixteen
He draws back again and looks me in the eye. “Do you know what you’re saying, Little Mate?”
“I want to see you.” My throat convulses, but I continue. “If that’s possible.”
His eyes crinkle around the edges. “And if you’re scared of what you see?”
“I already have a good idea of what you look like when you’re not shapeshifting. The moonlight didn’t hide everything, you know.” I run my hands down his clothed chest, letting him know how much I want every bit of him.
His brows rise, and a thrill of excitement runs through me at the thought of seeing all of my mate.
“I’ve assimilated too much of Gordon Roberts to be able to change back to my old shape, but I can make my tentacles visible.”
“Please,” I say, my voice breathy.
The buttons of his shirt unfasten themselves, and invisible tentacles pull off his clothes, leaving him standing in front of me naked. My gaze roves over his muscular abs and chest, but the air around his torso ripples. Flesh colored appendages appear from his sides, seemingly coming from nowhere.
My lips part to let out a shocked gasp. “I thought they’d be black.”
“They take on any color, depending on their surroundings,” he replies, his voice warm. “Right now, they’re the exact shade of your skin.”
I run my hands over the smooth tentacles, which are only slightly damp. “Why aren’t they slippery?”
“Is that what you want?”
I nod.
