Page 41 of Guarded By the Vodnik

“I’m almost there,” he said, green light skittering over his shimmering scales. “I want to see you come first. There’s still time.”

I breathed fast through my nose, growing dizzy and hot from pleasure. I still rocked on him and, a moment later, he caught on to my rhythm and moved seamlessly in the right way. I shivered, my fingers tightening around his muscular limb. I urged it to stroke me harder, until more and more length passed between my parted legs, a long tentacle now sticking out between my thighs, writhing and flashing with the movement.

A part thicker than my thigh rubbed me back and forth through my clothes, the sucker-side up. It was like being seated on a huge, muscular, living sex toy. He went with enough pressure to lift my knees from the ground, but his other tentacles pushed down to keep me in place.

I realized he’d wrapped around my hands, my neck, my middle. I couldn’t move, and he was completely in control. He played my body like a fucking cello, and his tentacle between my legs was a huge, fat bow.

“That’s it. You’re shaking so nicely. Perfect little human.”

His words hit a spot deep in my brain, making me blank out with bliss. I closed my eyes and slumped, trembling. The edges of his suckers caught against me in the best way, just as hard as I needed them, and I was almost there. It was ridiculously easy now that he had the right rhythm and pressure. It was perfect.

Vodyan rumbled with displeasure.

“No. Look at me. I want to see your face.”

Another burst of hot bliss went from my brain right to my clit that caught with every hard pass of his tentacle against the edge of a pulsing sucker. I raised my head with difficulty, my mouth open and filled with water as I desperately tried to keep my eyes from closing in pleasure.

“Good. Like this. I want to see it in your eyes when you come.”

I stared at his face, and it filled my vision as everything else blurred and fell away. He looked cold and feral, his teeth bared, eyes dangerously narrowed. Somehow, that made it even hotter. He looked enraged, and I loved it.

Also, he liked being in control. We were blissfully compatible.

He rubbed me harder, faster, his tentacles keeping me in place, their muscles flexing with power. I moaned, unable to keep it in, and bubbles flew out of my mouth. Movement next to my face caught my eye. My insides tightened with even more pleasure when I saw it.

He fucked his hand, gripping the smaller prong tight against his shaft. His long fingers could close around his girth, but it was a close call, and it seemed like he was fighting with his own cock and stroking it to submission. The tip writhed every time his fist slid down to the base, and he had to squeeze it tightly to control it as his hand stroked up.

The petals around his tip opened fully, the sensitive head protruding as his cock strained for my mouth that watered in turn.

It was just so eager. I wanted to give it everything it so avidly begged for, but Vodyan made it clear he didn’t want that, so I only stared, mesmerized, my hips jerking with mounting pressure until he snarled.

“Eyes. Up.”

That did it. I barely looked up when the tension inside me reached the breaking point. My body tensed, electric heat surging between my legs until it snapped and ecstasy poured out in long, powerful waves that seemed to go on and on. My eyes were locked on his, which widened when he saw it.

“Fuck. Now!”

He brought my face to his groin with a sharp tug. I’d barely closed my lips around his cock when warm, salty spurts of cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, still shaking with aftershocks of my bliss. There was so much, I barely kept up, and when I thought he was done, he jerked in my mouth and more came out.

I got every last drop. When finally no more came, I ran my tongue around him for the last traces. That hidden, fleshy part now protruded far out of his shaft, like a cockhead pushing out of its foreskin, and I sucked on it gently, feeling how it pulsed and strained. Another small spurt of cum landed on my tongue.

His body shivered all around me, because I was totally enclosed in his grip.

Finally, I pulled back, feeling smug and content. I did that. I made my closed-off, broody bodyguard come.

I grinned up at him, but Vodyan looked at me with a cold, tight expression. My smile faltered.

When I went to take the next breath, I choked.

There was no air.

Chapter 15

Vodyan

I was reeling. Things happened inside me, tight, hot, and painful, all of them released by that powerful orgasm that tore through me like a bomb. I didn’t understand what was happening, only that being intimate with her made me fall apart in the worst way possible.

So fucking stupid. I shouldn’t have let myself get carried away. I shouldn’t have let her touch me until absolutely necessary, and I shouldn’t have touched her.

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