Page 74 of His Theo

The best part was how completely illogical it was for them to watch us make love but not want to say hello at all because that would be rude.

I was starting to see why none of them had called up the porn couple to ask any questions.

“I’m glad they respect our bond, Master.” I wasn’t sure what else to say as he set me on the deck, but thankfully I was saved from having to pretend it was all normal by his wandering tentacles getting down to business.

He tossed aside the bag he’d packed for us…what was really his mobile aftercare bag…and my shirt was the first piece to come off. “You are a beautiful human, my Theo.”

Pushing away the random questions that popped into my head, like if he’d meant for a human or just in general, I focused on my mate and our audience. “Thank you, Master.”

Chuckling as the tips of his tentacles tickled over my ribs, I wiggled against him and moaned as he squeezed my dick. “Master…that’s…”

He pinched my nipples, smiling like the sexy predator he was as I made another desperate sound. “That is highly pleasing? Yes, I know, my mate.”

Someone was feeling very confident.

I might’ve been getting turned on by the audience because I was a bit of an exhibitionist, but he was enjoying it just as much. The reasons might’ve been different, but he was in full proud Dom mode and it was a sexy as fuck transition.

His confidence with my pants and shoes was just as badass, but when I was down to only the tight, tiny Speedo he’d picked out for me, he slowed things down. It was time to tease. Just the way his tentacles trailed over my legs would’ve had me hard as a rock, but his excitement to show me off and the way his inner predator came out left me shaking.

“These are so small they merely decorate your body, my mate.” He proved that by using the tip of one tentacle to trace over my erection. “Human clothing is fascinating. You cover but tantalize.”

He seemed to approve, so I didn’t bother trying to explain it.

“It gives you so many opportunities to claim innocence where none exists.” Turning me around in his embrace, he leaned me back against his torso and stroked over my chest. “Just displaying you like this would show how perfect a human can be when they submit.”

Pinching my nipples, he made his point when I arched back into him and whined, getting even harder and probably leaving precum stains on the front of the thin white fabric. “There is no hiding your desires even if you are not naked yet, my Theo.”

Just the moans he was getting out of me would’ve proven his point, but I knew our audience wouldn’t miss anything he was doing, even if I couldn’t see them. There was just enough glare on the windows that I could see a hint of bodies but that was it and it was going to drive me insane.

Did it even count as being watched if I couldn’t see them watching us?

My dick thought so.

“Master…I…” Whatever I was going to say was lost as a slimmed-out tentacle traced around the front of the waistband. “Please…”

“You are ready to swim, my mate? Yes, I agree it is time to start our play.” He chuckled, finding the word choice to be funny. “I cannot wait to have happy times with you, my submissive mate.”

One tentacle gave a thuddy pat to my dick, making his intentions even more obvious even without my desperate moan and the way he made my entire body shake. “Good boy. Yes.”

I must’ve given him exactly what he wanted because he caressed my bulge and gave me a tight embrace that just made me even more needy. “Yes…yes, I want to play, Master.”

There was nothing I wanted more, so I was really hoping that’d been his question.

“If you give yourself completely, my mate, you will enjoy your rewards.” Barely caressing over me, he inched another tentacle toward the suit. “Are you ready to feel the water caress your body, my mate?”

Whining as he plucked at the front of the fabric, teasing at what would happen next, I nodded and tried to promise to be good but that required more thought than I could muster at the moment. “Yes.”

It wasn’t much, but it was enough.

Master slowly peeled down the tight material, making a proud, happy sound as my erection sprang out and slapped against my lower stomach. I wasn’t porn star big but it was a good show as the last of my clothes fell to the floor, and Master made another pleased noise as one tentacle traced the underside. “Your obvious desire is so enjoyable to show, my mate.”

The not-so-subtle reminder that we were being watched only made my dick more of an attention-whore. It bobbed and tried to get Master to touch it harder, but Master wouldn’t be rushed. “There are so many ways to play with your body.”

Oh yeah.

“Hu…humans are fun, Master.” Understatement of the year. “That feels so good.”

What made it even better was the whip-like way his tentacle flicked the tip and fireworks flooded through me. Master held me tight as the pleasure vibrated through me and his limbs slowly caressed me as he made soft, almost crooning noises. “Such beautiful reactions to painful pleasures, my mate.”

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