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“I just want you to be happy.” I reached out to brush my fingers along his jaw.
Ghost caught my hand and leaned into it. “Ghost happy.”
I swallowed. “Ghost?”
He snorted in response, breath moving the sweat dampened hairs on my forehead.
“I don’t want the toy.” My hand stilled against his chest. Beneath my fingers and the protective plates of his body, his heart was thumping hard. “I want you. It’s all I can think about. The toy is nice, but you…I don’t know. Last night was… It was special. Different, but in a good way. I can’t help but wonder why I’m bothering with the toy when I could have you.”
He pulled away slightly.
“You don’t have to,” I said, grabbing his arm.Please don’t leave me. I’m sorry I’m stupid.“If you don’t want to, it’s okay.”
He snorted. I barely got the words out before strong tentacles were flipping me onto my back again.
“Wait,” I called out and rolled over. My face warmed. “Can we do it like this? I want to see you.”
Ghost cocked his head to one side, considering me like I’d finally lost my mind. Maybe I had, but I’d also long ago lost my fear of him. He might look scary on the outside, but it was all just an act. Inside, he was sweet as cherry pie and twice as soft. Ghost was everything I’d ever wanted in a partner, even if the packaging was a little different from what I’d imagined.
I half expected him to turn me over again, considering how shy he’d been before. Instead, he leaned his big body over me. Claws closed around the sheets on either side of my head and the heavy weight of his torso settled over mine. I drew my knees up and wrapped my legs around his back with a small grin, holding him in place. Ghost huffed and rolled his eyes as if to say he wasn’t going anywhere.
His tongue licked over my lips briefly before pressing between them. I surrendered, opening my mouth, but filling my mouth wasn’t enough for Ghost. It’d never be enough. His tongue slithered to the back of my throat and I had to fight not to gag on it. Tentacles wrapped around my thighs and his big, clawed fingers closed around my wrists, pinning them to the bed abovemy head. The plates at his groin had already shifted back, and I felt his mating tentacle come to rest between my cheeks.
As soon as I felt him press into me, I tipped my head back, closed my eyes, and let go of everything. All the worry, the stress of the day, the constant background pain of losing my parents and being alone… It all melted to nothing whenever Ghost was inside me. There was no room for it. He filled me so completely that there was no room for anything but him and the pleasure of being full to the brim with him.
This is what I needed, I thought and squeezed my hands into fists while he moved inside my body, pressing relentlessly against that sensitive bundle of nerves. More than comfort, more than pleasure, more than a distraction. I just needed to be so full of him, I forgot what it was like to be empty and alone.
Ghost suddenly released his hold on my arm and my eyes slid open, watching as he lifted my hand toward the glowing blue bulb hanging from his forehead. Without a second thought, I closed my hand around it and gasped as his pleasure flooded my mind. It was different, and not. Not as strong and overwhelming as what I felt, but all tangled up in different emotions. Pride, need, protectiveness… Beneath it all was a raw, near feral lust that he was only barely holding back because he was afraid he’d hurt me, and he desperately didn’t want that. He wanted to make me feel good, feel wanted. He wanted to do it right.
I wanted to tell him he was perfect—would have if my mouth wasn’t so full of him I couldn’t even swallow my own spit, let alone get out the words—so I tried to tell him with my body how good and right he was for me. I dug my heels into his back and broke free of his hold to put my arms around him, let my hands slide down his shoulders, over the smooth skin of his torso. It wasn’t until I brushed my fingers over his sharp teeth that he pulled back. His tongue retreated from my mouth, but he didn’t let me go, didn’t stop.
“I’m not afraid of you,” I said, surprised at how breathless I was. “You’re safe with me. Be who you are, Ghost. Whatever you want, I’m here for it.”
He took my hand again and placed it back on his brightly lit bulb. Violent images flashed through my mind of snapping teeth and razor-sharp claws ripping me apart.
Shocking as the images were, I fought my way through them and found the fear beneath. That violence wasn’t what he wanted. It was what he feared. It was what he’d been told all his life he’d do to a soft, helpless creature like me, and it was a goddamn lie.
“You won’t hurt me,” I promised him. “Let go. Trust yourself like I trust you.”
Ghost growled. I could feel him fighting against those invisible chains that kept him a prisoner in his own mind.
Let go, let go, let go. I sang it out to him in my mind like a mantra, like a cheer. A prayer.Embrace yourself and all the weird and wonderful parts of you that I’ve come to love.
The word gave me pause as it crossed my mind. Love? It felt like the right word for this, even if it had come fast. That was how it was sometimes, though. I believed in love at first sight. How could I not? And besides, maybe I’d loved him even before I saw him. I couldn’t remember a day when I wasn’t looking forward to interacting with him in some way. Hell, I even found myself looking forward to going out to turn the generator back on some days just because it was something to do. It meant I wasn’t alone out there. Ghost was there. He’d always be there, sure as the sunrise. How could I not love him?
Sharp teeth and heavy breaths brought me back into the moment. His head had come to rest on my shoulder and he was drooling on me again, but his body was tense, muscles coiled tight, still fighting to keep control even as I was slipping to the edge of mine.
There was a fever burning through me and I was afraid it’d burn me up if I held on a minute longer, but I couldn’t let go. Not until he did.
“Ghost,” I breathed, his name like fire on my lips. I gripped his jaw with both hands and held his face above mine. The words were right there on the tip of my tongue, but if I said them, I might burst, so I held them. “Trust me.”
I felt the change in him when it happened more than saw it. His muscles uncoiled. His pupils dilated. Ghost’s enormous jaw full of jagged, sharp teeth opened. I forced myself not to flinch as he placed his teeth on my neck. It was instinctual, but I fought it, surrendering. Trusting that he’d never hurt me. The tiniest bit of pressure and his razor-sharp teeth would bite straight through the thin flesh. Already, some of them had pierced skin. I felt the trickle of warm blood going down, down, down my neck, pooling on the sheet. Ghost’s tongue flicked out, sliding over sensitive skin, licking up the blood…
And that was it for me. I came with a whimper, finishing without so much as the ghost of a touch on my cock. It should’ve been the least satisfying orgasm of my life. Instead, it meant everything to me. I squeezed him tighter in my arms, sliding one hand up to the back of his head to hold him there. If he pulled away at the wrong moment, he might rip my throat out. Then we’d both feel dumb…and I’d be dead.
Ghost shuddered and groaned loudly. My face, which had finally been cooling off a bit, heated back up at the unmistakable feeling of him pumping me full of his cum. His breaths fell in hot and heavy pants over my throat. I laid utterly still until his teeth released me.
“There,” I said, my voice rough as he sat up. “Nobody died.”
