Page 76 of Summoning my Grumpy Demon Boss

I expect laughter, but his cheeks deepen in color. “Ah... well listen. Just so you know, you don’t have to do it.”

I frown. “What?”

“Swallow my um... my cum. In this form.”

My eyes widen. “Is that all? Well what are we waiting for?” I’m already reaching for him when he stops me.

“Mia, I mean it.”

“Luke! Don’t you know I love making you feel good?” I swat his hand away and move myself into position. When I wrap my hand around his cock it rapidly thickens, growing harder every moment I’m touching him. “You silly. I’m going to enjoy this. Now relax and let me.” I give him a push in the center of his chest and he subsides into the sand.

When I lower my head and lick him slowly up the shaft he groans. His hands hesitate at my head, but his tentacles are already wrapped around me, sliding around my waist and up my thighs.

I take him into my mouth and savor the salty fresh flavor of him, moving leisurely up and down. There’s no way I’m rushing this. It’s something I never get enough of. Come to think of it, I can’t recall Luke ever letting me finish him like this. I guess he’s been holding back until now.

I smile to myself at the soft noises of pleasure I draw from him with my mouth and tongue. Eventually, he threads his fingers into my hair and gently guides me to speed up.

Happy to please him, I follow his lead, drawing him deeper, sucking on him, bobbing my head up and down.

When I flick my eyes up to look at him, his beautiful face is tipped back in pleasure, his mouth hanging open. At that moment the tip of a tentacle brushes my clit and I moan around a mouthful of his cock.

After that my movements grow frantic. I’m feeling greedy. I want him to touch me. I want him inside me. I also want to taste his pleasure and yes, I want to complete the ritual.

So I concentrate on making it the best blow job ever.

It’s not long before his cock is rigid and his hand tightens in my hair. “Mia, fuck! I’m going to—”

I don’t lift my head. I stay right where I am, sliding a hand down to cup his balls until he explodes and warm salty liquid fills my mouth. I hold suction over his cock and keep moving my mouth until he’s finished.

Then slowly I withdraw, sitting up on my knees to smile at him as I swallow.

“Oh god, Mia, you’re gorgeous.” Luke sits as well, brushing my hair away from my neck. He gathers a drop of cum from his softening cock on a knuckle and brushes it onto my skin. It feels strange for a moment until I realize the skin has a small opening there. It increases as the sticky cum coats my skin and I lift a hand to feel tentatively.

Sure enough three small slits open in my neck, thin and fragile to the touch. My head spins a little.

“Are you OK?”

I nod. It’s hard to speak. I have a moment’s worry when it feels as if I’m not breathing properly, though I know I’m drawing air in through my nose and mouth like I normally would.

“It’s working,” Luke says, moving forward. “Let's get you all the way into the water.”

I want to ask if he’s sure, but I still can’t make my voice work. Deciding to trust him, I take his hand and crawl until I can sink into the water. As soon as my neck is below the surface, I relax a little.

I realize what the problem was. The air felt too thin. Now I’m able to breathe the water, it feels thick and satisfying. I’m no longer gasping.

“It worked!” I laugh as I push back and let my body relax into the water. It comes out in a gush of bubbles, but I think Luke picks up on my meaning even if my words are difficult to make out. He dives toward me, grabbing me and spinning us so we whirl through the water and twist until I don’t know which way is up or down.

It doesn’t matter, though. All I care about is I’m still in his arms, held close to his warm strong body.

After my momentary distraction, my arousal is back and I feel every place our bodies connect, most especially, the thick hardening bulge pressing insistently at my lower belly.

We drift to float and I give him a questioning look. Is he ready again so quickly?

In answer Luke gives me a wicked grin and wraps two tentacles around my legs suddenly yanking them apart.

I gasp as another teases at my pussy. I expect to choke on water, but instead I only breathe it in, moaning into a flurry of bubbles as he curls the tip and touches me just the way I love.

More tentacles at my back keep me pressed up against him as Luke claims a kiss, slicking his tongue against mine. Soon he has me so wound up I’m impatiently bucking against his hold, but it’s no good. He refuses to let me go, refuses to let me touch him at all until I surrender to the orgasm that takes hold of me, dragging me under a tide of sensation and cry out in a scream muffled by the water all around us.

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