Page 98 of Heart of the Deep

“Lie on your back,” she said.

He paused, holding himself over her on one arm, and gave her a smoldering, quizzical look, but he allowed her to guide him down onto his back when she exerted a bit more force.

Larkin sat up, meeting his gaze as she slowly trailed kisses down his chest and abdomen. She smiled at the brush of a tentacle over her thigh. The closer she came to his pelvis, the lower Dracchus’s brow dropped.

She curled her fingers around his dark shaft as much as she was able. It was steel and velvet, alien and beautiful, glistening with its own lubricant. Her hand glided easily along its length. With her other hand, she brushed the four pinky-length tendrils around his base. Recalling the pleasure the little tendrils had provided sent a fresh rush of heat through her, wetting her inner thighs further.

His cock twitched at her touch, and his muscles tensed. The entire bed shifted as he put his arms to the sides and grasped the bedding.

“I have burned for your touch, female,” he growled. “Ineedyou.”

“In a moment,” she replied. “You made me wait this long, you can wait a little longer.”

“Larkin,” he warned.

She flashed him a grin and held his gaze as she dipped her head toward his cock.

His eyes widened; given their sharp teeth, it wasn’t likely that kraken females ever did anything like this. Still, he didn’t stop her as she opened her mouth and lowered it over him.

He was too large for her to take any more than his head, but his tentacles writhed when she closed her lips around his crown. She sucked and teased him with her tongue, stroking his shaft and tendrils with her hands. The hint of sea salt in his taste was spiced with something more exotic, something sweet, and she greedily took as much as she could.

Dracchus groaned and arched his back to lift his pelvis toward her. One of his tentacles curled around the back of her thigh and slipped between her legs, caressing her sex.

Larkin moaned around his cock and spread her knees wider, undulating over his tentacle. The ridges of his suction cups stroked and sucked her folds and clit, flooding her with pleasure, intensifying her need.

She tore her mouth from his shaft when she came, panting out his name. Her sex clenched, hollow, empty, her slick ran down her thighs, her arousal scented the air.

“Now, female,” Dracchus growled, wrapping a tentacle around her waist.

She climbed on top of him, still gripping his length, and lowered herself upon him. The head of his cock entered her. Biting her lip against the pressure, she moved up and down, taking him in a little at a time as he stretched her.

Dracchus’s hands brushed along her thighs, the light grazing of his claws sending delightful thrills across her skin.

She neededhim inside her, needed to be filled by him, needed to join with him and be overwhelmed by the electrifying connection they shared when their bodies came together.

Larkin flattened her hands on his abdomen and raised her pelvis. As though he knew her thoughts, Dracchus slid his hands to her hips. She bore down upon him, lent strength by his hands, and he thrust upward to meet her.

There was a pinch as he filled her completely. She panted, fingers curling over the hard muscles of his abdomen, nails raking his soft skin. It was pleasure, it was pain, it was breathtaking.

Dracchus stilled his hips as she adjusted, but his hands soothed her, his tentacles caressed her, and his eyes possessed her.

She rocked against him, relishing the slow glide of her sex around his shaft. His tendrils stroked her with every downward pump. Euphoria spread through her, gathering at her core in a molten mass that demandedmore, faster, harder! Her body obeyed the call.

His skin burned her from the inside out, and she focused on the thrust of his steel length, pushing deeper,deeper.

Larkin fell forward, bracing her hands on his chest, as the sensations overwhelmed her.

Dracchus claimed control. His strong hands tightened on her hips, pulling her down with increasing force and speed. Larkin leaned her weight into the heels of her hands, digging her nails into his flesh, needing to relieve the pressure, yet yearning formore.

He was unrelenting, wild, desperate.

“Please,” she begged, unsure of whether she was asking him to stop or to push harder.

He only moved faster, baring his teeth. The ferocity of his visage belied the adoration in his eyes. He stared at her as though she meant the world to him.

Her body shuddered and the dam broke, allowing wave after wave of pleasure to crash through her.

“I love you,” she rasped before she cried out in bliss. Her inner muscles tightened around his cock, fluttering and pulsing, seeking to draw him impossibly deeper and lock him in place. She collapsed upon his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her, sheltering her while she came undone.

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