Page 23 of Slithery Heat

He came his brains out for the thousandth time and slumped like a wet rag when Siurin pulled out of him. A knot of writhing tentacles filled his yawning hole while a dozen other limbs wrapped all around him.

“Sleep, my beautiful vessel. I’ll keep you safe.”

8

ADDED BENEFITS

Gideon felt like a damned cruise ship when he navigated into the bathroom. It’d been days, and his belly only got bigger. Siurin kept smearing it with creams and oils to help the skin adapt. He promised Gideon that his stomach would get back to normal within a few weeks if he continued using the specialized cream even after the delivery. But Gideon wasn’t too worried about it. Worst case, his body would look as if he’d had a child. Nothing wrong with that.

The sex only got better. He was more relaxed, his womb now fully on board with its new purpose, and his orgasms became mellow and drawn out until he floated on a cloud of euphoria that lasted long after every heat wave.

Since he’d been on a diet of juices and Siurin’s nurturing liquid for days, he didn’t need to empty his bowels. He had to pee obnoxiously often, though, which was the only thing that made him look forward to the entire process being over. If it weren’t for the perpetual pressure on his bladder, he’d happily carry the eggs and get fucked three times a day for the rest of his life.

He flushed and took a quick, careful shower before walking back to the living room. He didn’t bother with the bathrobeanymore. Siurin liked looking at his naked body, and Gideon liked to tease the alien.

With a loud exhale, he sank onto the sofa on his side and patted his stomach. Siurin looked up from his tablet and stared at Gideon for a long while without saying anything.

“May I take a picture of you?” he asked suddenly.

Gideon raised his eyebrows. “Why?”

“I will remember you even without it. But the additional visual proof will make me happy in the future, I think.”

“You won’t show it to anyone?”

Siurin frowned, straightening up in his seat. “Of course not.”

Currently, he had a human torso and arms, but he was bald with pointy ears, and his lower body consisted of at least ten tentacles. He seemed to shift between various forms depending on what he was doing, which Gideon found mesmerizing. He realized he was fiercely attracted to Siurin in all his forms. Maybe it was the eggs making him feel like that.

“Okay. You can take pics. Here?”

Siurin lifted his tablet and rose from the armchair. “Yes.”

The camera on the tablet clicked. He moved closer and took another photo. Then he showed the screen to Gideon.

Gideon stared, frozen.

A small omega lay on the sofa, holding his huge stomach with one arm. He looked like he was about to give birth to triplets, but he was smiling softly, almost coy. His lips were plump and eyes heavy-lidded. He looked sexy and beautiful.

Gideon had never felt beautiful before, but with Siurin…

He spread his legs and caught his belly with both arms, lifting it a little.

Something flashed in Siurin’s face. He aimed the tablet at Gideon and took another picture. One more. Lower down. Shameless and giddy, Gideon spread his ass cheeks and showed the alien his hole.Click. His cock got hard.Click. Click.

With some effort, he got onto his knees on the sofa, his huge belly weighing him down, and looked back over his shoulder. He pushed his ass out toward Siurin.

The alien took one last picture and set the tablet aside.

“Stay like this, please,” he said and transformed into his natural form, his arms morphing into more dark tentacles. He slithered toward Gideon and engulfed him in his limbs. A soft, warm tongue glided over Gideon’s hole, and Gideon sighed.

This was the only way he could come between waves, and for some reason, Siurin liked giving him extra pleasure.

They weren’t lovers. This was a transaction—a mutually beneficial interspecies deal forged out of necessity on both sides. The Vaellians needed a fostering environment for their eggs, and human omegas wanted to go through heats without strings attached. If they enjoyed a few perks along the way, it wouldn’t hurt anyone. So why not?

Gideon moaned and rocked back as Siurin tongue-fucked him into a slow, sweet climax.

Still buzzing, he lay on his side with the help of Siurin’s powerful limbs.

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