Page 76 of Fallen from the Stars

“Theo?” His husky voice rumbled straight to her core.

“Shh.” She slid her body down along his without releasing his shaft, pressing a hand to his chest to guide him back onto the mattress. “Let me love you.”

Theo settled herself on the bed between his tentacles. They writhed to either side of her, a few coiling loosely around her calves and ankles. She held Vasil’s gaze as she lowered her head and took his cock into her mouth. His hips jerked, sending him deeper, and she closed her lips around his shaft, sucking. He was too large to take in entirely, but she used her hand at his base, pumping along with the up-and-down glide of her mouth.

Vasil released a low moan and tipped his head back. One of his hands moved to her head, claws grazing her scalp as he slipped his fingers into her hair. The tendrils at the base of his shaft brushed her hand on each of its downward motions, growing a little stronger, a little more eager, with each passing moment. She settled her free hand on his pelvis, using her fingers and thumb to tease and caress the tendrils. His salty-sweet taste delighted her tongue, but she craved more.

One of his tentacles slipped between her legs, brushing over her inner thighs. A moment later, its tip brushed along her folds and dipped in. The tentacle moved back and forth, stroking her clit, and she hummed her pleasure around his cock.

Vasil’s fingers flexed, but he didn’t tighten his hold on her hair, nor did he scratch her scalp. He groaned again.

“My mate,” he growled low. His hips gyrated in time with the movement of her mouth, and his tentacles writhed around her, giving little suction cup kisses to every centimeter of her skin.

Theo quickened her motions, sucking him harder, deeper. Her hips undulated against his tentacle, her exhalations coming out as soft moans.

His shaft swelled an instant before he came. She pulled back just enough to keep her mouth locked around his tip and swallowed his release while continuing pumping her fist, milking him for everything he had.

He removed his fingers from her hair, grasping a fistful of the bedding with each hand. The sound of fabric tearing only urged her on. His hips rose off the bed as his entire body tensed, and he released a harsh, guttural growl, raw with pleasure.

“Theo!”

She withdrew only when his tension ebbed, and his hips fell to the bed. She had time to offer him a smug smile before his hands fell to her waist and a pair of his tentacles wrapped around her thighs. Theo yelped as he lifted her, spreading her thighs to either side of his head and pressing his lips to her open sex.

His mouth and tongue took over where his tentacle had begun.

Theo gasped as an overwhelming blast of pleasure struck her, slamming palms against the wall for stability. “Oh,fuck!”

Ripples of excitement swept through her, each hitting a bit stronger than the last, lifter her closer and closer to that euphoric peak to which only Vasil could bring her. She bit her lip and tilted her head back, grinding against his talented tongue.

Vasil moaned beneath her. He squeezed her ass, his powerful hands pinning her in place against his mouth. His tongue stroked over her flesh, strokedinsideher, spearing her repeatedly — just as she longed for his cock to do. She was teetering on the edge, desperately holding on, when he closed his lips over her clit and sucked.

Theo came hard and released a series of cries which steadily grew in volume. Liquid heat flooded her, and Vasil lapped it up, licking her core as though no other taste could satisfy his hunger.

Body quivering, she dropped a hand from the wall to caress his head. “Vasil.”

Before she realized what was happening, Vasil flipped her, throwing her face down on the bedding. He grasped her hips and lifted her ass in the air, tentacles spreading her thighs to expose her sex, which still trembled with the aftermath of her last climax. Vasil thrust his cock into her, their combined secretions easing his entry.

Theo gasped, clenching the bedding in her hands as the air fled her lungs. His pelvis pressed against her backside, and his shaft filled her, stretched her near to bursting, touching every wonderful nerve ending inside her to send jolts of delight through her body. The tendrils at the base of his shaft only strengthened the sensation with their insistent stroking. Over her sex and ass.

“You aremine, Theo,” he snarled as he drew his hips back and slammed into her again, beginning a powerful, frantic rhythm. His hands and tentacles guided her movements, pulling her backward to meet his every thrust, keeping her thighs parted, leaving her to focus on only the all-consuming bliss of their coupling. “You aremyfallen star.”

“Yes,” Theo breathed, shifting her knees and propping herself on her hands to push back against him and deepen his entry; she neededmore. “Yours. All yours.”

He didn’t stop, didn’t slow; his pace only increased, quickening their ragged breaths and the racing of Theo’s heart. Vasil seemed to permeate her entire body. She felt him everywhere; over her, around her, within her.

One of his tentacles moved up the front of her thighs to settle over her mound. A suction cup caught her clit, sucking and massaging the swollen bud. That was all it took to rocket her to a new peak. Her sex clenched around him as the sensation blasted her through the stratosphere, leaving her to drift through stars of a million impossible colors. She came with a choked cry, arms giving out beneath her as pleasure took away any control she might once have claimed over her own body.

Vasil tightened his grip on her, and his thrusts became erratic. He slammed her against him one more time, burying himself as deep as he could go, and his seed filled her like liquid fire. His hips bucked against her ass as he roared through a release even more intense than his first.

He leaned over her, wrapping an arm around her middle. He settled a hand over her breast — the glide of his palm against her nipple sending another ripple of pleasure through her — and held her close. He continued to rock his hips as though unwilling to let the sensations fade.

They both came down gradually from the heights of their pleasure, their ragged, heavy breaths filling the room. His tentacles lazily caressed her legs and hips as the tendrils around his cock brushed over her sex, sending delightful little pulses through her.

Vasil hummed and pressed his lips to her shoulder, trailing kisses toward the crook of her neck.

“I would not object to being woken this way every morning,” he murmured.

Theo laughed, which only enhanced the feel of him inside her; they simultaneously released low, throaty sounds.

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