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That was one thing I did not account for in the house's restructuring.

It needed to be soundproofed.

I opened my mouth to chastise her more, but she already had her vines wrapped around my ankles and wrists, pulling my body into a big ‘x’ on the bed. Another vine crept over my mouth, silencing me.

I wasn’t afraid as I was tied down. I trusted my mate completely, and I could already feel myself grow hard under the weight of her body.

I gave up my control; I gave her my submission, and I relaxed instantly as she shushed me. Her finger ran over the top of my lip. “I’m just glad your dick wasn’t a tentacle. I’m not sure if I’m ready to suck on a tentacle yet.” Her lip quirked into a smile. “I’m ready to ride it again, though.”

I closed my eyes, willing the tentacles to pull from my back and hips, not to mention my cock. My cock slithered between her legs and plunged deep inside her cavern. My other tentacles gripped her waist. Lani impaled herself on me, thoroughly, enjoying the suction cups running over her clit and ass.

She quirked a brow, her hand gripping the tentacle behind her. “I didn’t think you were into butt play.”

I shrugged, unable to speak, and I felt my body perspiring at the tip of the tentacle, creating its own lubricant.

Ares mentioned some women like their back side played with. With her aroused scent drifting over us like a heavy mist, I interpreted it as a yes, she would like it.

Lani’s cunt dripped down my cock, the suction cup milking her clit as I parted her cheeks. My restrained arms pulled the four-poster bed, and the wood groaned.

I could break these bonds, but watching my mate with such a greedy, lusty look in her eyes… I would humor her. Besides, her trying to subdue me, make me compliant, made my heavy balls retract, ready to spurt an endless amount of seed into her.

My tentacles approached her back entrance. I envisioned watching the forbidden star of her backside, letting the tip of my tentacle probe it gently.

I swallowed, daring to try an act so forbidden that it made me shudder as Lani’s bouncy breasts heaved with delight.

Slowly, I inserted the smooth tentacle coated with my lubricant. Lani gasped as I pushed it gently forward and let it sit inside her as my cock thrust inside her.

I should have thought of a safe word for her to use.

But that didn’t stop my mate. She relaxed, letting me in further. “So full,” she whined. “Please move it.” Lani grabbed the arms of my tentacles holding her in place above my cock.

And so, I did, my tentacles moved her up and down my cock while behind her another tentacle impaled her. She moaned so loudly, another tentacle covered her lips to hide the sound. I didn’t need wolves coming in uninvited while we copulated.

Our bodies moved in sync until I felt an abundance of wetness pool around my cock. She arched her back and filled the air with a silent scream. I exploded along with her, my come dripping from her cunt. As Lani gasped, she collapsed into my arms, and I tugged on the vines to let me go.

We both panted, happy and sated, and very much covered in each other’s arousal.

I grinned as the vines released me, allowing me to embrace her with both arms. “That was fun.” I grinned wickedly. Then it made me wonder what it would be like if I had her suck on one of my tentacles as well. To have all of her holes filled?

Lani chuckled tiredly. “I think I need another nap.”

The blooms around the bed had grown exponentially larger; the vines and kelp weaved a canopy around the bed. They began to unwind, creeping back under the bed, but the flowers fell, coating us with their petals.

Chapter Forty

Lani

“Wherearewegoing?”I tightly grasped Poseidon's hand, feeling the warmth of his skin. He was practically skipping down the beach, and even Koma and Fay were laughing at his antics. Tremendous tentacle tails, he was skipping down the beach.

Poseidon said we would walk, despite it being far down the coastline. He said we all needed it. We’d all slept in, all of us tired from changing our human bodies or Poseidon and I wrestling with vines and tentacles in bed. The fresh air was needed.

But Poseidon’s cryptic words and the enormous amount of excitement radiating from him about what lay ahead made me question this walk. My gut twisted with both excitement and trepidation as we neared our destination, because Poseidon willed himself into his human form.

What does he have up his sleeve?

I clenched his hand and felt the joy bubbling up inside of me as I laughed. Poseidon was in one of the greatest of moods. Completely happy and content. So, I laid my head on his shoulder as we approached our destination.

“There.” He pointed. “Naia,” he yelled, waving.

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