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I’m falling. Deeper and deeper into an abyss, an ocean of darkness.
My limbs flail, my lungs burn with a desperate need for air. I kick and thrash, struggling to reach the surface, but it’s as if an invisible force is pulling me downward. No matter how hard I swim, the surface seems to recede, further and further away.
All I can see is the oceanic abyss, and the blinking red light of my bracelet is the only source of illumination, a tiny beacon in the vast void of my encroaching darkness.
With a sharp gasp, I snap awake, the echoes of my nightmare still reverberating in my mind, my heart pounding against my chest like a wild drum. My first instinct is to sit up, to breathe, but something heavy is coiled around my arm. My chest feels strangely heavy, as if an enormous weight is pressing down on me.
I blink, trying to make sense of my surroundings. It takes me a few seconds to recognize the luxurious sheets of my new villa bed, the faint scent of sea salt and tropical flowers filling the air.
A heavyweight wraps around my arms, and I stiffen, my heart pounding. But as I turn, in the dim light, I’m met with the sight of the large kraken lifeguard—Zethe. He’s fast asleep, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.
I’m nestled within his tentacles, cocooned in a protective embrace. One of his tentacles is wrapped securely around my waist, holding me close to his side.
Despite the unfamiliar situation, fear doesn’t seize me. Instead, an unexpected sense of comfort washes over me. I’m not afraid, despite the surprising predicament I find myself in. Instead, I feel comforted… safe. A strong sense of belonging washes over me. As odd as it sounds, There’s a feeling of home, of belonging that surprises me, making my heart flutter in my chest.
I try to piece together what happened. The last thing I remember is going for a swim, feeling the cool water against my skin and enjoying being free from work.
And now… now I’m here, in the safety of my private villa, wrapped in the arms of a kraken, and I can’t remember how I got here.
I glance at the sleeping kraken lifeguard, at the tenderness in his features and the protective hold he has on me. Questions whirl around in my mind, but for now, in the silence of the morning, I feel at peace.
An inexplicable warmth bubbles up in my chest as I trace a finger over his sleeping face, my mind a whirl of questions and curiosity about what happened.
How did I end up here, in the safety of my bed, with this kraken by my side?
Whatever it was, something deep within me tells me that I owe him my life…
Lying there, I study him in the dim light, and I marvel at him.
My eyes tracing the lines of his strong, muscular chest. His skin is a fascinating canvas of blue and gray swirls, the patterns subtle and nearly imperceptible.
His hair, dark as the deepest ocean, is splayed against the pillow, falling across his forehead. An urge strikes me to brush it back from his face, but I restrain myself, not wanting to wake him.
His chest is a tapestry of hard, powerful muscles, and I can see the faint—almost unnoticeable—swirls of different shades of blues and grays. It’s almost like a mesmerizing painting, an abstract blend of colors that flows across his entire body.
The tentacles, dark blue on the top with a purple underbelly and suckers, are a stark contrast to his skin. They’re wrapped around my legs in an intimate hold that sends a shiver through me. It’s oddly comforting, despite the fact that we’ve barely met, their firm yet gentle grip a constant reminder of his presence.
Intrigued, I reach out to touch one, tracing the rim of a sucker with my index finger. It’s warm to the touch, its texture a pleasant surprise. It isn’t slimy or wet—as I’d expected. Instead, it feels like rubber, pliable and smooth.
Suddenly, it grips my finger, a startling sensation that makes me gasp. An unexpected wave of pleasure rolls through me, a delicious shock that leaves me breathless. The feeling is unlike anything I’ve experienced, electrifying, stirring something deep within me. The sensation has me holding my breath, a thrill of anticipation humming through my veins.
My heart stutters in my chest as I realize the depth of my connection with Zethe. We may have barely met, but lying here, intertwined with him, I can’t deny the undeniable pull I feel toward him.
It’s as if we were always meant to be together… like two pieces of a puzzle that fit perfectly.
“Rey.” Zethe’s voice breaks the silence, startling me. “You can explore more of me if you want.” My heart flutters in surprise, my cheeks heating with embarrassment. I hadn’t realized he was awake.
I gasp, pulling my hand back quickly as if burned, embarrassment flushing my cheeks. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…”
His large hand quickly closes over mine, halting my retreat. His touch sends a jolt of electricity through my body. It’s comforting, protective, and so incredibly warm.
Our eyes meet, and I’m caught in the depths of his gaze. They’re a beautiful ocean blue, calm yet hiding a storm of emotions beneath the surface.
“You don’t ever have to be sorry,” he assures me he murmurs, his voice low and soothing.
“I’m the one who should be sorry,” he continues, his voice strained with regret. “I failed you today. I had a brief lapse, forgetting that we had a guest here… I didn’t notice the brewing storm in time to call in the swimmers. I failed in my duty as a lifeguard…”
His voice drops even lower, resonating deep within my chest. “…and as your fated mate.”
