Page 69 of Guarded By the Vodnik

I didn’t have a chance to ask what he meant, because the water was gone, and the door to the dry floor opened, the space beyond flooded with soft, golden lights. Vodyan stopped kissing me and smiled.

“Hope you like it.”

It was a huge, open space, with a door on the far side. Most of the floor was taken up by a deep pool, its tiles arranged into a light and dark green mosaic. A huge flat TV screen took up almost an entire wall. In another part of the room, I saw a pull-up bar and a big rack with neatly arranged dumbbells and kettlebells.

“It’s awesome,” I said honestly. “And I’ll like it even better when I see you work out, because that’s a level of hot my life didn’t prepare me for.”

He grinned, leaning in to give me a soft kiss. “If you need some time to yourself, I think I can handle it for a bit. I’ll also order something to eat. I think we’re both fed up with canned food.”

The bathroom was gorgeous, dark green and light gray, with a huge sunken bath and a squat toilet. I took my time rinsing off the long hours of traveling in the suit, washing my hair and body with dark green, creamy cosmetics that smelled pleasantly organic. I toweled myself off with a towel Vodyan gave me, and it wasn’t made of cotton, but of a fabric that brought to mind compressed plants and was surprisingly absorptive.

I came out of the bathroom naked, wearing just a smile. When Vodyan saw me, his face instantly sharpened. He was in the pool, two plates and two bottles of beer set aside on the edge.

“Come here,” he rasped, stretching his tentacles until he took up the entire area of the pool. “It’s warm.”

“I love it when you manspread like this,” I said, walking over.

“Manspread?” He looked confused, but before I could explain, he grinned.

His tentacles shot out and wrapped around me, pulling me in the pool. I shrieked and laughed, clutching him to find my balance. Vodyan settled me on top, and as I straddled him, his cock slid out, nestling against my clit and belly.

It flexed, gently rubbing my skin, but seemed mostly content just curling against me for now.

“Hello there,” I said, running my finger along the slick length. “You seem happy to see me.”

Vodyan snorted out a laugh. “Definitely. You must be hungry, though. Let’s eat. I got you today’s human special. I hope it’s all right.”

It was more than all right. Rice, fish, and some type of green vegetable that was deliciously crispy was blended into a well-seasoned dish. We ate like that, with me pressed up against his cock that I stole glances at, while Vodyan definitely had his fill looking at my tits.

“I could get used to this,” I groaned with satisfaction, taking a long pull of my beer.

“You’d better,” he said, taking the bottle out of my hand. “And to that effect, I’ll feed you some more, sweet thing. So next time, you can go out without your tank.”

I pressed into his hard cock until he released a sharp breath. “And we’d be like one of those couples,” I murmured. “Yeah. Let’s do it. Feed me.”

His eyes brightened with heat, and he kissed me hard, wrapping his tentacles around my thighs until he spread me wide open. I felt the stretch and welcomed it, opening as wide as he commanded.

“And then,” he said, kissing a path up my cheek, “you’ll have to take me whole.”

He whispered hotly, licking the shell of my ear and then my throat, his teeth scraping my skin. I squirmed against him, horny, and yet…

“But… But look at you.” I pointed at his cock that was easily twice the size and girth of a human one. “I can’t take…”

“You can,” he interrupted, silencing me with a kiss. “You have to. I need to be home, Zoe. I need to be inside you.”

Fuck. How could I say no? But before I had time to speak, he continued, his voice dropping low as his cock pulsed between my thighs, a tentacle wrapping around my chest until both my nipples were encased in eager, hungry suckers.

“We’ll do it slowly the first time, and I promise you, it will feel so good,” he said, tilting my head to have better access to my neck, where he licked over my pulse point. “It will work, sweetheart. I’ll stretch you out first and get you ready. Do you want two tentacles in your pretty pussy? I can make two fit in there. You’d look so good, stuffed full of me. Fuck, I need to be inside you.”

I breathed too fast, getting dizzy, and my pussy clenched so hard, it felt like an orgasm was building already. It was insane, and when a tentacle dove inside his slit, nudging his cock aside, I groaned at the same moment he did.

His eyes focused on me, and he grabbed my hand, wrapping it over his tentacle.

“Do you like it? Fuck me with it. Do anything you want.”

“I feel like I’m gonna have a stroke,” I confessed, my voice so hoarse, it scratched my throat. “This is so fucking hot.”

I gripped his muscular limb obediently and moved it slowly, watching with parted lips as it sank deep inside him and pulled out, glistening with slick lubrication.

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