Page 68 of Kringle and the Kraken

“Oh, fuck. So good. So close.” Kris was muttering incoherently, and another of my tentacles made its way toward his mouth, brushing over his lips until Kris’s tongue licked against the tip.

I felt every pulse of Kris’s pleasure as it echoed back to me from the piece of my magic that still glowed brightly in my mate’s chest. He was close, but I could tell he was trying to hold back.

“Levi, I need to taste you too. Please.” Kris’s voice was gravelly and raw with pleasure, and his plea made my dick twitch.

Sliding off his cock with a last kiss to the tip, I maneuvered up the bed to kiss him. A growl rumbled low in his chest as he tasted himself on my lips, and his fingers dug into my hips.

“I wasn’t done with you yet.” The words were little more than a whisper, and Kris moaned.

“Thank god. Get up here. I need to feel your cock on my tongue.”

I turned and swung one leg over Kris’s hips, and he grabbed me, pulling me over him so my cock brushed his lips. In this position, my tentacles were free, falling over our bodies and wrapping us up together. My mouth found his cock again at thesame time, his lips closed over the head of mine, once again creating a circuit of pleasure so intense I couldn’t tell where my mine ended and Kris’s began. His strong hands kneaded my ass cheeks while his mouth worked my dick, his coarse beard rubbing over the sensitive skin between my thighs and driving my need for him higher and higher. I kept my hips as still as I could, but Kris pulled me down, taking me deeper until the head of my cock hit the back of his throat and he moaned around me.

Two of my tentacles slid under Kris’s knees, pulling them up, then spreading them open. A tentacle slid through his crease to tease over his hole, and I felt Kris’s mouth go slack around my shaft.

The tip of the tentacle circled his entrance until it was wet and slick, then it pressed inside. Kris’s mouth slipped from my cock as his head fell back, and he gasped in pleasure. The tentacle slid in farther until his rim was stretched and the tip deep inside him found his prostate rubbing over the sensitive spot.

“Fuck that feels so good, Levi. So good.”

I brought him right to the edge again, my tentacle working deep inside him as my lips teased over his cock. Kris panted and writhed beneath me, crying out in desperation when I slid out of him.

“No! Please. I need to come.”

“Don’t worry, baby. I know exactly what you need.”

Two of my tentacles twisted together and pressed against his wet hole, sliding in inch by inch until they were as deep inside Kris as they could go, then they unwound from each other, moving inside Kris’s body.

My sweet little tentacle slut screamed with pleasure, my name falling from his lips as his hip lifted off the bed and his body squeezed around the tentacles inside him so hard I felt it in every cell of my being. My cock dripped onto Kris’s chest, but Iknew he was too far gone to even realize. Another of my tentacles took over for him, wrapping around my shaft and working it in time to the undulations of my tentacles inside him and the suction of my mouth on my mate’s cock.

“Holy shit. Levi! I’m gonna come. Fuck!” The first pulse of his release hit my tongue, and I swallowed down every drop of his cum as his orgasm rolled through him. His taste was addictive, and I savored it.

Kris’s chest was heaving under me as he tried to catch his breath. The tentacles inside him stopped moving, lying as still as they could inside him, keeping him full. His muscles contracted around them with the aftershocks of his pleasure, and that was enough to keep me on the edge, my own orgasm sneaking up on me. I sat up and flipped around to face my mate, the tentacles inside him twisting with the motion and making him gasp. When he reopened his eyes, they met mine, and I worked a hand and tentacle over my cock while he watched me, his fingers scraping over my skin and heightening the sensation.

When he wrapped his hand around mine, I came undone, my cock pulsing out jet after jet of cum that covered our fingers and landed on his chest.

I collapsed against my mate, catching myself on one hand as he brought his fingers to his mouth to lick my cum away.

“Oh, shit. Your cum is black. How did I never notice that before?” Kris studied his fingers for a second before sliding them between his lips.

A little laugh bubbled up from my chest. “I guess you’ve never really seen it before. I was either coming inside you or down your throat. I guess I should have warned you.”

Kris shook his head and slid his now clean fingers from his mouth. He pulled me against him, our lips colliding.

“I love you, Levi.” His hand came up to cup my face, and I stared into his eyes, watching our future unfold and spread out before us.

“I love you too, Kris. Forever and always.”

He smiled, and we kissed lazily until we fell asleep holding each other, my tentacles wrapped around us.

EPILOGUE

KRIS

ChristmasEve

“Are you sure Levi is comfortable doing this?” Stan looked out at the open water, scanning the horizon.

“I’m sure. He wouldn’t have volunteered if he wasn’t. He said he wants to give you guys this as a Christmas gift.” I looked at the eight men who had accepted me and my mate with open arms from day one. At this point, though, I thought they might like Levi more than they liked me, seeing as how Levi could give them something I never could—a legit kraken sighting.

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