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Focus, Axel. You are not in the woods to fuck tentacle monsters.
But also, I wasn’t going to argue too much if it worked out that way because…Tentacles. Who doesn’t love tentacles, right?
The big guy did seem to think we were mates. Maybe that was my ticket out of this. Give the big, scary tentacle monster what he wanted, and he’d let me go.
Even I knew that was wishful thinking.
When Ghost didn’t wake up, I wiggled around a little more, but all that did was make the tight knot of tentacle slide up my shaft slightly and then back down. I bit my lip, stifling an involuntary moan. Dammit, why did that feel so good? The tentacle was so different from a hand, thinner and tighter, the texture rubbery and the temperature cool.
“Ghost,” I hissed, hoping that’d do the trick. “Ghost, wake up!”
The monster next to me started with a growly snort. I tensed as the tentacle tightened briefly before quickly unwinding. I let out a small whimper when it retreated, almost wishing I hadn’t bothered waking him up. I was so keyed up, I could’ve just taken care of it, and he’d have been none the wiser, but that wouldn’t have been right. He probably didn’t even know what he was doing.
A big, clawed hand gripped my shoulder and suddenly I was being pushed onto my back. Ghost hovered over me, caging me in place with his giant, shiny black body. I was about to protestuntil he leaned down and sniffed next to my ear. For some reason, that sent a shudder through me, and my cock throbbed, begging for attention. Ok, that was weird, but still. It didn’t break the top ten for the weirdest things I’d experienced in the last twenty-four hours.
Please don’t eat me. I turned my head away and squeezed my eyes closed as he sniffed around my head before moving lower. A thin, soft tongue darted out, dragging slowly over the pulse in my neck.
“Fuuuuck…” I clamped down on my lip, stifling the moan before it got too loud.
What the fuck was wrong with me? A deadly monster was literally tasting me like I was a bowl of Axel Crunch Cereal and I’d never been more turned on in my life. Maybe I had some sort of vore fetish? I mean, that would explain a lot, even if it was news to me.
Ghost shimmied down my body, sniffing and licking the whole way. He yanked the blanket away, exposing more of me to the morning cold. All that did was make my nipples ache. Even that couldn’t calm my dick down.
“What are you doing?” I asked, wishing I at least had the decency to be embarrassed about what was happening. I wasn’t, which was weird in itself, I supposed. Most people would be, but not me. I’d never been one to feel any sort of shame about sex or desire. It was probably the most human thing I could experience, so why should I feel bad about it?
But then, I’d never been in this situation before, either.
Ghost paused suddenly when he seemed to notice my erection obviously tenting in the blanket. I swallowed as he sat back on his haunches, tilting his head as he stared at it with his giant eyes. Then he reached out with one clawed finger and poked it.
I made a choked sound and scrambled to sit up, wadding the blanket into my lap. “Okay, yeah. So what? Like you’ve never had morning wood before,” I growled, though maybe he hadn’t.
I stole a glance over at him, my eyes darting immediately to the space of hardened skin between his legs. He wasn’t wearing any clothes, and I couldn’t make out any seams so maybe he didn’t even have a dick. That made no sense. How would irqed reproduce without genitals? He had to have them…somewhere.
“Morning wood?” he repeated, throwing my own voice back at me in his distorted tone.
I snorted. “Come on, man. Don’t make me explain that.”
But he just stared at me, waiting.
I sighed. “It’s like… It happens, okay? Everybody gets it when you first wake up. I mean, not everybody but, like, dudes. I guess not all dudes have a dick. I know that. And it’s okay if you don’t. Not that it matters, ’cause I’m, like, down for anything.” Holy fuckballs. Why was I babbling so much? I cleared my throat, feeling my face start to burn. “All penis-having peoples experience it sometimes. It’snatural, and it doesn’t meananything.”
Ghost gave an amused huff and pushed my shoulder.
I resisted, so he pushed me harder, until I went flat on my back again. “What are you…”
Ghost grabbed the blanket and yanked it away.
You’d think the sudden hit of cold on my bare skin would cool me off a little, butnoooo. My cock stayed nice and hard. Fucking troublemaker.
I’d always had a hell of a sex drive, which I’d assumed came from either my monstrous or my fae side. Unlike humans, though, if I went too long without doing something about it, my brain got all fuzzy, like I couldn’t think. The only thing that made it better was getting off. It made for rough teenage years, believe me. It was just part of my fucked-up life, so I accepted it.I hooked up with random people when I needed to, took care of things myself when I couldn’t, and invested a small fortune in a collection of toys to get the job done.
I wasn’t shy about it either. Why should I be when I had such a nice package and a physique most guys would kill for? I worked out, but not enough to make up for all the junk food I ate. My six pack was the result of good genetics and having the dietary needs of a hummingbird…Mostly sugar. Why not make it work for me and turn that into a little cash on the side? So yeah, I had a part-time gig making videos, but I was always careful not to show my face, just in case.
Point being, I was ready to go often, which meant I had some go-to fantasies. Most of them were pretty typical. Seducing the straight guy. Hot teachers. Busses full of cheerleaders and/or whole football teams lining up to fuck me…
I had never pictured myself being ogled by a semi-aquatic monster in the middle of the Michigan wilderness, though maybe I should have, because the intense way his gaze raked over me made my dick twitch and leak.
I wiped a hand over my face.Get yourself together, Axel.“C’mon, man. It’s no big deal. Don’t make it weird.”
