Page 49 of Lover from the Waves

Ector brushed his flat nose along her temple. “I hear your pleasure. I feel it. I smell it and taste it.” He released a low groan that flowed into a growl. “There is nothing sweeter in this world than you, my mate, and Ineeda deeper taste.”

Keeping one tentacle on her clit, he thrust the other inside her. It pushed deep—as deep as she could take it—before he pulled it out and thrust it in again and again, matching the rhythm he’d set on her clit. The little bumps of his suction cups created a unique sensation within her, stimulating her inner walls as they kiss the flesh within. All the while, his hands continued their confident motions on her breasts, lavishing her hardened nipples with scintillating pleasure.

Kathryn’s awareness narrowed down to only the places where he touched her. Her body quivered, teetering on the edge of bliss.

“Harder,” she commanded breathlessly.

With another growl, he obeyed, increasing both the strength of the suction cup over her clit and the force of the tentacle thrusting into her. It was exactly what she needed.

She reached up, caught the back of Ector’s head, pulled him down, and slammed her mouth against his as an orgasm roared through her. Her body trembled with a flood of heat. White-hot pleasure poured through her veins; she cried out against Ector’s lips.

He took control of the kiss, and his tongue delved between her lips, moving with the same powerful certainty as his tentacle. He didn’t slow, didn’t relent; he continued at the same pace, prolonging her climax.

Once he had wrung everything from her, Kathryn lay limp upon Ector, with her eyes closed and a dreamy smile on her lips as he rained soft kisses over her face. His tentacles, unmoving except for the occasional pulse of his suction cups, remained upon and within her sex. His slick, hard cock had emerged from his slit, and was now pressed against the curve of her backside.

Finally, he withdrew his tentacle. Kat immediately missed it; the emptiness left in its wake was almost unbearable. She opened her eyes to watch as he brought that tentacle up and slipped its tip into his mouth.

He hummed appreciatively, lips curling into a smile. “Would that there was time for a real taste, directly from the source.”

Kathryn stroked his jaw and chuckled. “We have plenty of time. And…maybe I could taste you?”

Ector groaned again; this time, it was a truly tortured sound. His cock pulsed against her. He drew in a deep breath that swelled his chest and released it in a soft huff. “I…have not experienced that.”

Brows rising, Kathryn turned in his embrace until she was straddling him. They both moaned when his cock slid along her wet sex and nestled there, its little tendrils stroking her softly but insistently.

“You haven’t?” she asked.

He dropped his hands to her hips and flexed his fingers, holding her still. “My people did not use their mouths in that manner until our contact with humans…and my mating days were well behind me by then.” He leaned his head forward and brushed his mouth over hers. “I would very much like to experience it with you, but it will have to wait. There is something I must show you, and it is best we are in the water and on our way before it is dark.”

Kathryn drew back, bracing her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. “We’re going into the water? Now?”

“Yes. It is time for you to see my world.”

“Isn’t it dangerous to be out there when it’s dark?”

“Is it not dangerous for us right here when it is dark?” he asked gently. “I will keep you safe, Kathryn. Trust me. This is one of those risks that is worth taking.”

She pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “I trust you.”

In a smooth, effortless motion, he rose to an upright stance, carrying her along with him. His tentacles guided her legs down until her feet were on the ground. He leaned back just enough to rake his gaze over her body, and Kat didn’t miss him catching his lower lip between his teeth and furrowing his brow.

“Go grab the diving suit,” he said, voice slightly strained.

Smirking, Kat curled her fingers around his cock. He shuddered and hissed, his hips jerking forward. His natural secretions made his shaft glide easily within her fist.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” she asked, tightening her grip and stroking him a couple more times.

He took in another deep, shuddering breath and said in a measured tone, “Yes. But later, after we have re—”

Kathryn dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth.

“Kathryn!” Ector hunched forward, his hands falling upon her head and fingers tangling in her hair. His tentacles writhed upon the ground and curled around her, circling her waist and legs.

She drew him deeper into her mouth, her lips stretching tight around his girth, and sucked, stroking him with her tongue. He tasted salty and sweet. It was a combination she loved—a combination she craved with every fiber of her being. She drew her head back and ran her tongue along his length, licking the head of his shaft and the slit at its tip before taking him deeper into her mouth again. Unable to draw him in fully, she kept her fist around the base of his cock and stroked in time with the movements of her lips.

Ector moaned low as his hips rocked with her strokes. The tendrils at his base vibrated and twisted against her hand. Using her other hand, she caressed and teased them in turn.

His claws scraped her scalp, sending shivers through her and heightening her own growing desire. Her nipples were hard, pulsing and needy for his touch, and her sex clenched. Slick coated her inner thighs. Sucking him in deep, she moaned, allowing the vibration to flow into him.

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