Page 11 of Stranded with the Kraken
“Yes,” I confirm. “I would love for you to stay.”
She melts for me. “All right. Then we have all the time. We can take this as slowly as you’d like.”
Slowly? As I’d like?
I pin her against the side of the pool, cradling her head so she doesn’t bump it on the hard tile. “You think I want to go slow?” I growl. “I’ve been trying to hold back because I don’t want to overwhelm you. I’ve been dying to fuck you since I laid eyes on you.”
“Jasper,” she gasps. Her breath hits my lips a moment before she reaches up and hoists herself in my arms, hooking her legs around my waist. “Then stop treating me like I’ll break. I want this. I want you.”
She’s a dream. The gods must be playing cruel tricks on me, tempting me with happiness. But I’ll wake soon, and all this will turn out to be a heartbreaking mirage.
My mind spins out in a thousand different directions as I stare down at her, trying to reconcile what I know about humans with this gorgeous creature in my arms. But Arielle is done waiting. She reaches between us, wraps her hand around my cock, and gives it a firm squeeze. My hips snap forward on their own, and it’s over. My control breaks, my instincts forcing out every thought that isn’t focused on bringing my woman pleasure.
I grasp her legs with my tentacles and push away from the shallow end, needing space to swim. I want her helpless in my arms, surrendering completely. Arielle wraps her arms around my neck and licks my gills, and it’s a fucking trip how sensitive they are under her touch.
I pinch her side lightly in warning, and she giggles, the brat.
“I never knew how good that feels,” I admit, my voice hoarse. “But you’re uncovering all my secrets, Arielle.”
I let my tentacle slip a little way out her pussy, so the suckers ripple over that spot that makes her gasp. Then I bring the tip of the tentacle that’s holding up her leg to her ass and tease between her cheeks.
“I’ll have to uncover all of yours, too,” I murmur against her lips, catching her moan.
She digs her fingernails into my shoulders as I gently slide the tip of my tentacle in her ass. Her muscles clench down on it, and my vision sparks with pleasure. Here, I have to proceed more carefully than with her pussy, but I know how hard she’ll come if she lets go, so I wait her out, not pushing into her until she relaxes in my arms and her tight ring of muscle lets me in.
“Jasper,” she whines. “I thought you were going to fuck me.”
“Hush,” I order. “I need to do this first.”
She wants to protest, I can see it in the way her eyebrows draw together in a frown, but some instinct is driving me to do this, to make sure she’s limp from pleasure, hot and slick, before I enter her with my cock. So I bring another tentacle to her gorgeous breasts, letting the tip of the tentacle curl around one rounded mound, then the other.
Arielle’s inner muscles clench around both tentacles, but then she relaxes under my care, allowing me to push my tentacle deeper into her ass. Her mouth parts on a silent gasp, and she closes her eyes for a moment, scrunching them tight. I wait her out again, worrying she might have to use her safe word, but she just rolls her hips in the water as if trying to impale herself deeper.
“More,” she gasps. “Jasper, I need to move!”
I let out a hoarse chuckle. “You can’t.”
Her eyes snap open, and she glares at me. “I know that.” She dips her gaze to where I’m holding her open, several inches from my cock. “You’re one evil kraken.”
I nuzzle her cheek. “I’ll move for you if you promise me something.”
I let more of my tentacle slip into her ass, then twist it around gently. I can’t go much deeper without causing her pain because my tentacle’s too thick the deeper it goes, but I still have some space.
“What?” she asks, her eyelashes fluttering as she tries to keep her focus on my face. “At this point, I’m willing to promise you almost anything.”
I dive in for a kiss, twining my tongue with hers. “Please consider staying with me over Christmas.” I put up my hand to stop her objection and add, “I don’t need your answer right now. But I want you to know that I’d like you to stay more than one night.”
She bites her lip and gives me a nod. “All right, I’ll consider it.”
“Good,” I reply, my voice deep. “Now hold on, Arielle.”
Her eyes snap wide as I slip the tentacle from her pussy, almost all the way out, then force it back in with one long, slick shove. She cries out and squeezes down on me, but I’m already withdrawing the tentacle in her ass, falling into a rhythm of push and pull, stuffing first her pussy, then her snug back hole.
My body sings with pleasure. The tight channels of her body hold me so beautifully, and my suckers open and close almost on their own, twitching in delight. Her scent fills my senses, and when she wraps her arms around me and presses her lips to my neck, sucking on my gills, I shudder with something like a climax, even though Arielle didn’t even touch my cock.
I groan deeply, then bring my hand down between our bodies to find her slick clit with my fingertips. I circle the exposed bud, harder than I would have if I wasn’t so desperate to make her finish, and she screams my name, her voice echoing around the pool house. She comes, her body squeezing mine, and I ride the wave with her, drowning in pleasure.
When she grows quiet and her grip on me lightens, I slowly remove my tentacles from her body. She gasps, then lifts her face, her dazed gaze finding mine.
