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I stared, wide-eyed and mesmerized by the sight of him. The ocean seemed to bend to his will, the water parting around him as he moved.

From the water, Karel raised one of his long, slick tentacles and gestured toward me, an invitation that sent my heart racing. He wanted me to join him.

"Go on," Lang urged from behind me. "You can trust him, he won't let anything happen to you."

I hesitated for only a moment. Not because I worried he wouldn't look after me, more freaked out about the most insane detail of all. What I was wearing. My jeans and long sleeve Henly weren't really made for water. If I was being honest, it wasn't really made for boating either.

Without stopping to think about it too hard, I shrugged off the life jacket before getting rid of my shirt, boots, and jeans. I wasn't wearing anything super provocative under it, but the heated gazes of the two men still on the boat had my nipples pebbling with a matching hunger.

I took a deep, steadying breath before jumping over the edge of the boat.

The coolness hit me immediately, refreshing and invigorating. I felt Karel's presence all around me, his tentacles brushing gently against my legs as if testing the waters, literally and figuratively.

I floated there for a moment, marveling at the feel of the water and his enormous form surrounding me. Then, with a surge of courage, I reached out, letting my hand rest against one of his tentacles. It was smooth, strong and warm, not at all what I had expected from a creature of the deep. He responded with a gentle squeeze.

I giggled, feeling the sensation of his limb wrapping around me. It was both playful and possessive, like he was cradling me in the water.

"He can smell your hunger," Henry called from the boat. "We all can, and it's tantalising."

"Should I get out?" I asked, even though I could sense the answer to my question.

"You could," Lang responded, resting his chin on his hand as his elbow rested on the side of the boat. "Or you could ride the wave and let us watch you."

His words were said almost like a dare, and I wanted nothing more than to do just that.

So I stayed in the water, my fingers gently trailing down the long tentacle wrapped around my waist.

Then I felt it, the soft caress that felt almost like dozens of mouths on the inside of my thigh. One of Karel's tentacles hadwrapped itself around my leg, and the little suckers were kissing me!

The more I wriggled, the closer the large appendage came to my core, and before I knew it, I was wearing panties no more and one of those little fluffing suckers closed around my mound.

I'd gone from being someone with almost no experience sexually to dry-humping a huge angel and being eaten out by a kraken all in the space of one day.

The suction of Karel's tentacle against my clit had me exploding within seconds, and if it weren't for him cradling me against his large form I'd have sunk under the cool waters of the ocean, never to be seen again.

As it was, he kept me close until the waves of pleasure—get it?—had run its course. Once the last aftershock left my body, he moved us closer to the boat, where his large limb lifted me out of the water and up into Henry's waiting arms.

Chapter fourteen

The Chase

The air was warm and humid, thick with the scents of salt, greenery, and adventure. The setting sun bathed the island in hues of orange and gold, casting long shadows across the forest floor. My heart thumped with giddy anticipation, and goosebumps prickled my skin despite the heat. I stood at the edge of the treeline, panting slightly, trying to steady myself for what was about to happen.

"We'll give you a head start, Little Bunny," Karl explained, his blue eyes gleaming with something feral. The playful grin curling his lips made my breath hitch. "Better run fast, though. Once we catch you..." He didn't finish the sentence, but the promise hung heavy in the air, making my thighs press together involuntarily.

Lang's sharp gaze followed every movement I made, a predator already locked on his prey. "I can smell how hungry you are for us, Little Fluff. I hope you won't be tempted to make iteasy on us." His voice was smooth and teasing, sending a thrill straight through me.

Henry stood behind them, silent but watching with a heat that made my pulse race. His sheer size and presence left no question that once he got his hands on me, I wouldn't stand a chance.

"I—" My words faltered, caught between a nervous laugh and an excited gasp. The air between us crackled, and I felt the anticipation of being the prey.

I didn't wait for any other sign and sped off into the trees. My heart pounded in time with my feet hitting the soft earth.

Every sound—the crunch of leaves, the chirp of insects, the rush of the breaking waves behind me—blurred in the background as adrenaline pumped through my veins. My pulse drummed in my ears, and with every step, I felt the exhilarating burn of anticipation deep in my belly. They would catch me; I knew they would. And I wanted them to.

My breath came fast and shallow as I weaved through the trees, ducking under low-hanging branches and jumping over roots. The thrill of the chase pulsed through me, sending waves of heat to my core. I could feel the wetness gathering between my thighs, my body thrumming with excitement at the inevitability of being caught.

My nipples tightened beneath my shirt, brushing against the fabric with each movement, making me bite my lip to stifle a moan. I could already imagine Karel's strong hands pinning me down, and that delightful growl of Henry in my ear. The thought of all three of them surrounding me sent a shiver of longing down my spine. Lang was right. I was tempted to take it easy on them.

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