Page 46 of Entranced By the Nakken
“You are everything,” Tsunis uttered. “Soon our family will grow, and they will know love in two realms.”
“Don’t forget.”
“Mine,” Tsunis growled.
A tentacle wrapped around Casey’s length, then two, pumping him while more worked to stretch his hole wide.
“No more waiting, Tsunis,” Casey said on a whimper. “Give me your eggs. They’re mine. Give them to me.”
Tsunis’ tempest gaze snapped to his, the words they’d used from long ago snapping something inside them. No longer were the tentacles sweet and slow. They coiled tightly and squeezed inside with ease, thanks to the extra slick produced during Tsunis’ egging cycle.
A few deep thrusts and Casey exploded, his cum coating the space between their stomachs. Tsunis dropped their forehead to his, and Casey tangled his hands in their silvery strands, maintaining eye contact as bliss took control of his mate’s movements.
Tsunis’ eyes glazed, their hips stuttering. The smallest of their tentacles poked around, so deep inside. He wrappedhis legs around Tsunis and used the leverage to fuck upwards, impaling himself over and over.
With a melodious roar, Tsunis erupted, releasing their clutch deep in his willing body. This wasn’t the slick, viscous fluid that Casey was used to. It was thick and heavy, textured with hundreds of tiny round beads. Eggs.
Casey groaned. Everything went black but for white-hot bliss as the pearls worked his prostate on their route up his channel. It was a strange new sensation, one that had waves of pleasure wringing a few last drops of cum from his cock.
“What a pretty sight. You are goddess-blessed, taking my eggs like this, my sweet Nymphaiia,” Tsunis rambled. They’d recovered their wits enough to sit back, their left hand holding Casey’s knees wide while their right caressed the growing pouch of his belly. “The moment we’ve trained you for. Plump and round. By the goddess, how are you really mine?”
Casey was nowhere near able to speak. Itty-bitty marbles massaged his insides, filling him, pooling in the spot his body had created to carry Tsunis’ young. It was a new erogenous zone, which they’d been filling with Tsunis’ slick for two years now.
He tried to sit, but his elbows failed to lift his weight. Tsunis swiftly cupped his lower back and stuffed pillows below him, the angle of their shifting causing the eggs to knead the inside of his brood pouch.
“Unnfff, ohhh, Tsunis!”
“You’re doing so well, mate,” Tsunis crooned. They’d gone back to admiring Casey’s growing belly, petting it sweetly. “The sight of you like this will forever be fossilized in my mind. My perfect human mate, so full of my eggs. How does it feel, sweet one?”
Casey’s perpetual groan deepened when he looked down for the first time. “Fu-huuu-huuuck!”
Tsunis chuckled, their gaze flicking to his for a brief moment, full of love and adoration. Gripping Casey’s knees, they pumped forward once, shoving the textured cum deeper, forcing more to spill over into Casey’s brood pouch.
They’d spent the past years preparing Casey’s body for Tsunis’ clutch, but it was something altogether different to experience. The naive version of himself that’d allowed Tsunis to fill him with slick on the boulder back home had thought that was as distended as he could get. Nope.
At its fullest, Casey’s belly could easily pass for a human in their second trimester, which was a sight he was used to by now. The image was always accompanied by two wide, webbed hands doting on him. It was the bumps along his skin that were new.
“Words, Casimir,” Tsunis commanded in that tone. “How does it feel to be full of my clutch?”
“F-full,” Casey muttered. “Good. It feels so good—unfff.”
Tsunis rolled a thumb over the surface of his plump belly, the beads inside rolling under their touch. Casey let out a wail of pleasure and frustration.
Tsunis chuckled. “Let’s get you under the water.”
Slowly and with great care not to let anything fall from Casey’s overstuffed hole, Tsunis rolled Casey over. Casey’s back plastered to their torso, sticky with Casey’s release. Strong hands held him by the thighs, every step sending the eggs inside him reeling, massaging him from the inside out.
Step. Massage.
Step. Massage.
By the time they reached the watery second floor, Casey’s cock was hard and throbbing.
“There you are, sweet one.”Tsunis’ voice filled Casey’s mind as water embraced them, its warmth a balm on his used body.“Cum for me while you are full of my eggs.”
Casey whimpered, reaching back to grasp Tsunis’ hair as a webbed hand fisted his cock. Too full to move, he was at their mercy.
“My nymphaiia. Cum for me. Now.”
