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"May I kiss you?" Nico asked her, floating in place so it was easy for me to catch up with them.

Victoria hesitated and Nico glanced at me, as if they were both waiting for permission. Her hands were braced againstNico's broad, flat chest, but it wasn't a caress. It wasn't a push to back away, either. Her head turned, and I inched closer, almost brushing against her back. She wanted instruction.

Slowly, to give her time to declare her own wishes, to watch every little shift of her face to know if I was guessing correctly, I reached up to cup the back of her head, my fingers tangling in the now damp strands. Victoria softened between us, her nape relaxing into my grip, head tipping back at my instruction, offering her mouth to the kraken.

Thiswas a privilege I'd never experienced before. Victoria might claim she had reservations, but she'd gifted me with a trust so thorough, I found it somewhat daunting at the moment.

Daunting, and thrilling.

"Open your mouth, darling," I coaxed.

She did so, back arching as Nico played between her legs, moaning as they dove down and thrust a long, thick tongue into the welcome of her cry.

CHAPTER 28

Victoria

The tugging,suckling sensation on my clit was almost oppressive, and I squirmed and whimpered against the kraken as their tongue—nearly a tentacle on its own—fucked into my mouth. My hands squeezed strangely dense flesh, and my eyes clamped shut at the sudden and forceful claim on my body. Something burrowed at the opening of my sex, and I shuddered and almost choked against Nico's kiss. If that was what you could call it.

And then a soft scratch combed at the back of my head, fur brushing closer to my shoulder blades. I softened at Elias's touch, then moaned and sucked on Nico's tongue, my body relaxing and finding harmony after the brief struggle. Nico liked that, groaning loudly, more twining touches surrounding me, surrounding Elias too, pulling us closer together, his cock nestling against my ass.

I rocked my hips back to greet him, rubbing myself over Nico's tentacles, and they both wrapped their arms around me. Nico drew away from the kiss, their head falling back, and I glanced down to find Elias's hands wrapped around a tentacle on either side of me, stroking and rubbing and squeezing.

"I forgot how much I like fur," Nico mused in a rasp, sagging into the pool, dragging us both down to our chins.

Elias nuzzled against my ear, his breath raising goose bumps where the warm water droplets cooled in the air. I joined him in playing with Nico's tentacles, finding a large, swollen sucker near the base that almost joined to Nico's muscular hips and massaging it in my hand, circling my fingertips around the edge. Nico shouted and Elias huffed out a laugh.

"Finger it," Elias urged.

I hummed, curious, and dipped my index finger into the pinching ring. Nico thrashed once and then grew even more limp in the water, upper body falling backwards as I added a second finger. I was grinning, fascinated, when a tentacle rose up from the water and wrapped around my own chest, suckers hunting until they found my breasts. The pull was immediate, stronger than even Elias's most urgent kisses.

"Two can play at that game," Nico said, but their smile was wide and toothy and sharp.

The tentacle that had been teasing my entrance now thrusted in earnest, making my jaw drop and a small, tight sound of surprise escape. It pulsed inside of me, growing thicker rather than pushing deeper, and I tried to see the mechanics but the view was too tangled and distorted.

"It has a flexible mass," Nico explained, head tilted. "It can be long and thin, or shorter and thicker. You really don't distract easily, do you?"

"She's simply too good at thinking. It's the opposite of single-mindedness—she too easily shares her focus away from pleasure and toward her academic curiosity," Elias answered them. "You could come from me playing with one little sucker at a time. She needs every part of her body occupied before her brain stops coming up with questions."

I nudged my elbow into his side.

"Is that not true?" he asked me, surprised by my offense.

"It's true, just rude at the moment," I murmured.

"Apologies," he said, kissing me softly on the cheek, before adding in a darker tone, "Spread your cheeks. I want your ass."

I huffed and ducked my head but did as he asked.

"Don't be embarrassed," Nico said, rising up from the water and coiling closer. "I'm going to have his."

Elias hummed in agreement as he probed gently at my ass, patiently waiting for me to relax in the water.

If I was honest with myself, I wouldn't have been able to see this through without Elias. His presence was a reminder, not just of safety and familiarity, but that there was someone here who knew what I needed, whether that was overwhelming stimulation to reach release or simply allowing me the freedom to enjoy sensation without expectation.

I smiled, arching back to rub my head against Elias's shoulder. I knew why he'd done this, why he'd arranged for this night, this experience between us. If there was ever a way to prove he was willing to enjoy an unconventional relationship, arranging us a date with a many-limbed, breeding kraken was a good start.

"Ohfuck," the three of us said in unison.

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