Page 31 of Stranded with the Kraken
“Fast,” I gasp. “Please, Jasper.”
He pushes his tentacle into my pussy on a long slide, and my body bows backward. The indecently good sensation of his suckers rippling over my inner walls is nearly enough to set me off, but Jasper is far from finished with me. He brings the other tentacle to my ass and nudges inside. By now, I know how to relax for him, though it’s hard when he’s already pumping the tentacle in my pussy, stuffing me full of his flesh.
Then he breaches my ass with the tip, and I squeeze my eyes shut at the overwhelming sensation.
“Arielle,” Jasper growls. “Look at me.”
I glance up to find him frowning at me.
“Do you still know your safe word?” he demands.
“Winter,” I gasp. “But I don’t need it. You feel so good inside me.”
His tentacles jerk at my words, as if he’s barely holding back. Then he brings me closer to him and lifts me a little higher in the water so he can kiss my breasts, first one, then the other. The tension in his tentacles from holding me up means he stiffens the ones that are stuffed inside me, too, and I cry out, nearly coming from that change alone.
Then Jasper closes his lips around my nipple and unleashes himself on me. The tentacle in my ass retreats, then pushes back in, reaching deep inside me, and I feel it twitching against the one in my pussy. Usually, he alternates fucking me with one then other, but today, he wants me so full of him, I can barely breathe through the sensations coursing through me, and we’ve only just begun.
I said I wanted it fast—but I also don’t want it to end, because it feels fucking incredible to be impaled on Jasper’s tentacles. He’s panting, too, his lips pulled back in a snarl, and I know how good this is for him. Over the past year, we’ve perfected all the ways we can make each other come, and as I hurtle toward my release, I want him to finish with me, too, even if he hasn’t even touched me with his cock yet.
“Mouth,” I gasp. “Now, Jasper.”
His eyes widen for a moment, but he knows what I want. The tentacle holding my right hand loosens slightly—not enough for me to touch his body but enough to free my hand in case I need to tap out—and its tip glides up my arm, over my shoulder and neck, and right to my lips.
I open my mouth, and he slides it inside. It’s salty and hot, and the way the small suckers attach themselves to my tongue should be weird, but it’s just another part of the whole-body stimulation. And I know that Jasper enjoys this so much. Especially when I run the tip of my tongue right in the middle of the double rows of his suckers, reaching the most sensitive part of him.
“Arielle,” he rasps. “Fuck, I need you to come for me, baby.”
He fucks me faster with his tentacles, pumping in and out. I whimper around his tentacle, my mouth full of it. I love that Jasper’s limbs are so fucking sensitive, and he makes it clear how much he’s enjoying this.
Then he slips his hand between our bodies and finds my clit with his fingertips. One brush over the sensitive bud, and my eyes roll back. I suck the air through my nose, then dip the tip of my tongue between his suckers.
Jasper shouts, his big body jerking around mine, and the twitch of his tentacles inside my pussy and ass is enough to shove me roughly over the edge. I come hard, squeezing my eyes against the onslaught of sensation. I’m only dimly aware of Jasper fucking me steadily through my release.
Slowly, he slips his tentacle from my mouth and releases my arms. I pull myself closer to him and wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him in the aftermath of our lovemaking.
“Fuck,” he murmurs into my neck. “This was intense.”
I look down between us where the hard length of his cock is fully unleashed from its pocket, the ring of small tentacles twitching around it, ready to attach themselves to me.
I kiss Jasper on the lips and say, “Slowly, now.”
His gaze shines with love. He gently pulls the tentacle from my pussy and cups my ass with both hands to guide me onto his cock. Our bodies meet softly, with lingering kisses and long, deep thrusts. He keeps his other tentacle in my ass, though, sparking wicked sensations inside me, and I adore these contradictions in him.
His cock expands inside me, filling me up so well, and the probing tentacles around his base stick to my skin and my clit, pulsing in time with his heartbeat. My orgasm builds and grows, but I hold back, wanting to fall over the edge with Jasper, needing him as much as he needs me.
When the speed of his thrusts picks up despite him holding back, I know he’s close. My nerves spark with my impending climax, so I reach into the water between us and slide two fingers into the slit of his cock pocket, finding the very base of his impressive cock. I’ve explored it before, curious about his anatomy, and found a rounded part of him that made him twitch the last time I brushed my fingers over it. Now I hook my fingers to caress the spot. Jasper lets out a hoarse shout. I grin, triumph surging through me as his movements stutter.
“Arielle?” He stares at me with wide eyes, his lips parted in shock.
“Don’t stop,” I beg him. “Let me make you feel good.”
At the same time, I press the pads of my fingers onto that spot and massage gently. Jasper’s grip on me tightens, and he fucks me hard now, pushing his hard cock deeper into my pussy. His tentacle pumps in my ass, and it’s that renewed urgency that shoves me over the edge.
“Jasper!”
My scream reverberates over the water as I clench all my muscles. Jasper groans. His fingertips dig into the flesh of my ass, and he hugs me close, shaking from the force of his release. I roll my fingertips over the base of his cock once more, and he bites down on my shoulder, snarling into my skin.
I’m limp from pleasure, floating blissfully, but I can’t help the satisfied smile that curls my lips. I made Jasper lose control, and I love it.
