Page 36 of Entranced By the Nakken
Casey started to chuckle but hissed instead when the appendages surrounding his hand pulsed with such force they sucked Casey’s entire fist deep into Tsunis’ bundle of tentacles.
His forehead dropped to Tsunis’ clenched jaw, hips bucking instinctively. Mumbling curses, he sucked Tsunis’ fin into his mouth. He wrenched his fist away and fed his throbbing erection to the sucking tentacles, which eagerly gobbled it up.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck,” he growled, biting the lobe of Tsunis’ fin. The tentacles pulsed in rapid succession, and it felt like he was being swallowed whole.
Between their pulsing and the cupping suckers, Casey had never felt so ravished before. “Oh, babe, your pretty flower is sucking my cock so fucking sweetly, fuck!”
“Mine.” Nails dug into Casey’s back “Give me your seed, mate. It is rightfully mine. Give it to me.”
“Oh Jesus fuck, Tsunis,” Casey growled, eyes rolling back. “You know I normally can’t deny you when you speak to me like that.”
Tsunis’ next moan ended in a hiss. They snagged Casey’s chin, thumb digging into his cheek while webbed fingers elongated until another nail pierced the other side of his jaw.
“You will not deny me what is mine.” Tsunis seethed in their watery eyes. “Give me your—your cum.”
Fuck, hearing such filth from Tsunis in that goddamn tone. It was tempting to give in, especially with how their tentacles pulsed and sucked, tugging his shaft in waves with such force, milking him, almost like they could suck him right up inside until he drowned within them. He wanted nothing more than to do so, but he didn’t want the inevitable cool-down period it would take before he could fuck them again. Not before they’d come, too.
“I will, baby, I promise.” Casey dropped his head to theirs and put both hands on the stone wall and pushed, trying towrench his cock free. It wouldn’t budge. How had the control flipped on him that quickly?
“Now, Casimir.”
“Ohh, unnfff,” Casey groaned, his willpower almost snapping as Tsunis’ goddamn magical flower power-sucked him harder and deeper, fucking consuming him. “I want this to last.”
The storm clouds in their gaze cleared, the claws in his flesh retreating into a caress. With all the grace of a mythical water spirit, they rose in the pool to plant a sweet kiss on Casey’s forehead. They were so much shorter than him, they had to kick their finned feet to do this, their fins grazing Casey’s thighs. The movement jostled the spot they were joined, and the tentacles grasped tighter, locking snugly onto his dick and drawing it upward with them. Casey was forced to rise on his toes in the water.
“Casimir.” Tsunis kissed him lovingly and wrapped their legs around the smallest part of Casey’s waist.
Their flower milked his cock, coating him in viscous fluid with every drawling pulse, but everything about them had softened. Tension left Casey’s body, his guard falling with every swipe of their tongue against his.
He drifted weightlessly into their power, all intent of refusing them forgotten until a long, slender tentacle coiled around his scrotum and each of his balls. It pulsed a soft squeeze that had Casey jolting forward.
“It does not end when you fill me with your honeyed cum, my sweet Nymphaiia.”
A pulse, a squeeze, a downward tug. Tsunis’ tentacle played his balls like they were the strings of a fiddle.
“Tsunis,” Casey whimpered. Fucking whimpered. But any further arguments were swallowed by their bratty fucking mouth.
Tsunis kissed him like they could suck his soul straight from his lips, which Casey bet they probably could, usually. Right now, his soul was more likely to get stuck somewhere above his belly button, what with the vacuum hose-style suction going on down below.
“Casimir.” His name was a command. Casey met their gaze, where he found even less mercy. “Fuck your cum deep into my pouch. Now.”
Fucking hell. The sorcery of that dominant tone wasn’t even necessary as another slim, sneaky tentacle slid past Casey’s taint, circling the rim of his ass. Covered in Tsunis’ endless slick, it slipped right inside.
Casey groaned. His knuckles scraped the rock wall. Burying his face in Tsunis’ neck, reality disappeared until nothing was left but the overwhelming sensations of Tsunis’ tentacles.
“Yes,” Tsunis keened, reading his body like sheet music. “Good, Nymphaiia. Fill me.”
Casey’s balls tightened. With tentacles hugging and flexing around him in waves, he could feel the cum being coaxed from his sac, through his shaft, until it released from the tip with an explosion of bliss.
“I love you,” Casey practically sobbed into Tsunis’ neck.
Chapter Fifteen
Tsunis
Tsunis’s entire existence lulled as wave after wave of Casimir’s seed filled them. It was smooth and slick and hot as it hit that special spot, not the heavy, textured ejaculate that nakken expelled during an egging cycle. Tsunis would never become heavy with a clutch from Casimir’s seed, but they’d always pictured their mate as the bearer.
In that moment, Tsunis realized they didn’t care if having a clutch together wasn’t meant to be. The human in their arms was an impossible moondream come true. Life with him was enough.
