Page 87 of Lessons with the Mothman

Elias started to wedge and then nudge and slide inside of me, the incredible pressure sending me out of my head and back into the pool with Nico and Elias. Nico's tentacles held us up as they explored our bodies, mine floating between the tender twining holds, pinned between the intrusions in my cunt and ass. The sound of lapping water and small splashes grew loud in my ears, along with the sound of my own whines.

Nico was floating close now, and their body gave me something to anchor onto, my arms wrapping around those silky, broad shoulders, keeping my head above the water literally and figuratively as a tentacle thickened and pulsed in my core.Elias's fur brushed up and down my back, feathery under the water, his breath ragged in my ear, one of his hands stroking my hip. He didn't move or try to thrust, but he groaned as Nico's tentacle reshaped itself, as if it were able to toy with both of us.

More tentacles tangled around my legs, pulling one up high, suckers toying over my toes and the tender flesh of my instep, surprising me with the erotic throb that raced up my leg to my cunt.

"M-may I?"

I blinked, realizing I'd been staring blankly in the churning and sloshing water over Nico's shoulder, my mouth wide on a leashed cry. One of Nico's tentacles was stroking up my shoulder, sliding around my throat, and I tensed, shaking my head roughly, knocking it against Elias's temple.

"No," I said, my voice a little rough. I liked it sometimes when Elias cupped his hand around my throat, but the thought of the tentacle coiling around my throat and squeezing the way it was around my legs and waist and breasts shocked me in a way that dragged me out of the moment.

"Please," Elias rasped, catching the tentacle and pulling it from my shoulder to his. My eyes widened and I twisted, watching him bare his throat and groan as Nico accepted the offering. "Do you mind?" Elias asked me.

I chewed on my lip for a moment, watching Nico's tentacle flex around Elias's neck, the tip curling up to poke and prod at Elias's mouth, seeking entry. "I only mind having too many places I want to look at once."

"Then look up," Nico said, their smile warm and sweet. They punctuated the offer with a thrust and swelling inside of me that made me shout and arch, turning my stare up as they'd instructed. I moaned at the sight of the mirrored roof over our heads that reflected the pool, the closeness of us, Elias's wingsdraped in the water, Nico's searching limbs, my own face warped with pleasure.

Elias whimpered as I pulled one hand from Nico's shoulder, finding Elias's hip in the water, nestled against my own, bracing against them both as I started to rock. My mothman and the kraken both groaned, closing in as if to stop me from moving. But I wanted friction. I wanted pressure. I wanted Elias to lose his restraint, and I wanted to watch Nico come undone. I wanted to join them.

"Fuck me," I gasped, ordering them both.

Elias bucked, and I wasn't sure if it was because he was aroused by my command or because Nico had followed it first, every tentacle inside and out of me seeming to swell and respond to my words. A kind of tightness rolled down the length of one long, thin extension, rubbing over my chest until it reached a nipple, the sucker pinching roughly around the tip, tugging a sharp cry from my lips.

Elias sagged against my back, his moans tight from the tentacle around his throat, his hips urgent but thrusting gently and shallowly into my ass, driven by Nico's own motions inside of him. He whined, and I wasn't sure I'd ever heard that exact note from him before. I tried to twist to look back, but Nico caught my face with a hand, drawing me in and nipping at my lips.

"I'm sucking on his prostate," the kraken said, and then we shared a grin as Elias moaned loudly. "He's going to come soon, but I won't stop. He'll stay hard for you."

Elias was right about me. It took a lot of stimulation to keep me from thinking, and I still had the two brain cells necessary to find interesting potential in that claim.

"Can you do the same to my?—"

Nico didn't wait for me to finish the sentence, the tentacle in my cunt twisting, a sucker finding a tender, spongy spot insideof me. I started to shout, solely from that first touch, and then I screamed as it pulled roughly, my body tensing so tightly it had to shatter, to break apart into a million pieces, all rattling and quivering and lighting up with warm electricity at the same time.

I sighedas Elias hauled me out of the bath, bundling me into a massive, thick towel. My body was strangely sensitive and yet numb at the same time, but his touches were gentle, clearly aware of how I would be feeling after Nico's onslaught in the pool.

After my reality was rearranged when my G-spot was suckled for the first time, Nico had settled for good old-fashioned fucking, one tentacle after another massaging inside of Elias and me, apparently working the eggs out of their engorged lengths. I'd had a brief concern for where those eggs might be going, but in a moment of my lucidity, Nico had assured me they were settling to the pool floor and would be cleared away. They had no intention of becoming a parent anytime soon either.

"Where are we sleeping?" I whispered, using a corner of the towel wrapped around me to rub the fur on his chest, my tiny attempt to help dry him off.

"In a guest room," Elias answered, and when I leaned against him, not caring whether he was damp or not, he hummed. "That pleases you. Was I…wrong to suggest tonight?"

I shook my head quickly, leaning back to catch his eye. "Not at all. Tonight was…" I trailed off and laughed, wrapping the towel more securely and holding it shut with my fists under my chin. "Amazing, fun, overwhelming, incredibly hot—all of that, of course. I just want to be alone with you now."

Elias's smile was soft, dark eyes glittering. The dense hair on his body puffed up suddenly, trembling all over and scattering little droplets of water. His wings thrummed behind him, casting off a sudden cloud of mist.

Well. I'd wondered how he would ever manage to get dry, but I supposed that answered that.

"Come," he said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and tugging me toward the door.

I'd been a little delirious when we'd finally gotten out of the pool with Nico—it hadn't even occurred to me that the kraken could leave the water, but they'd walked away on their tentacles with a surprising grace—but as Elias shepherded me, the layout of the apartment came back to me. We stepped out of the bathroom and into a cozy bedroom with a large bed, one corner of the blankets and sheets already pulled aside to welcome us. There was a small LED spherical lamp on a dresser in the corner in a shade of peachy pink, just enough to give the room a dim, cozy glow.

"Will you braid my hair for me?" I asked as Elias tenderly buffed the towel over my skin once more.

"Of course. Lie down on your stomach, darling."

Elias shoved the blankets to the foot of the bed as I lay down on the mattress, but the room was warm and I was tired enough not to question the choice. He accepted a damp hair tie from my wrist, straddling my back and gathering and untangling my hair with his claws.

"Did it bother you, to see Nico and I kiss? To know they were fucking me?" Elias asked me, barely tugging on my hair as he braided it down my back.

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