Page 13 of Snowed In Sucker
How fucking embarrassing!
I quickly leap off the couch, shaking out my fur. I let out a playful little growl, letting him know everything is okay. Then I jump back behind the couch and shift back into my human form. I feel breathless. I feel lighter than ever before, like if I’m not careful, I’ll start to float like a balloon.
“Hopefully that was okay,” Jett says, sounding almost sheepish.
“More than,” I say right away, reassuring him as I get myself back into my clothes. While I do that, I ask, “truth or dare?”
“I guess it’s my turn for a truth.”
“Has anyone seen your octopus form?”
“I mean, my family has for sure. Both forms.”
My head snaps up. “What do you mean both forms?”
“I have my normal shifted form, just like you did. I can also do a partial shift where I bring out just my tentacles. Most octopi can do it but it takes a lot of practice to get it down.”
“No fucking way,” I say, getting back into my seat across from Jett on the couch. “Can I see them?”
“That won’t freak you out?”
“Absolutely not. That sounds incredible!”
Jett smiles over at me. “Okay,” he says, lifting up his shirt.
My mind goes blank as I get a look at his stomach. He’s so fucking jacked that his stomach has actual washboard abs. His skin is hairless but I don’t even notice that, too occupied with one, keeping my cock in check, and two, staring at his intricate, black tattoos that swirl across his skin.
At the v of his pelvis, one moment there’s nothing and the next moment, there are two tentacles. They wiggle around, seeming to have the tiniest bit of a mind of their own. One of them reaches forward, latching itself around my ankle. I let out a noise of surprise before giggling at the sensation of his suckers.
They’re beautiful just like the rest of Jett. They’re dark blue, almost black with gray markings on the backside. I bite my bottom lip as my mind betrays me, thinking about how good these would feel all over my body, inside of me, wrapped around my cock. Oh gods, it would feel incredible. The one around my ankle seems to agree, squeezing my ankle even tighter.
“Sorry,” Jett says, his other tentacle wrapping around his back, like he’s trying to keep it back. “Sometimes they get excited. I have full control but even so, sometimes they think they know better than my brain.”
“That’s okay. I umm, I don’t really mind.”
“Really?”
I swallow thickly. “Really.”
Jett’s eyes widen and I wonder if his tentacle cantastehow fucking turned on I am. Or maybe my scent is changing, filling the air with what’s going on inside my head. Either way, Jett seems to be enjoying this, enjoying watching me squirm. I can see the way he’s relaxing, leaning into the moment.
“Truth or dare, Landon.”
I like my lips. “I think I’m on truth.”
“Do you find me attractive?”
I’m so surprised by the question, my brain slowly turning to mush as the tentacle around my ankle keeps moving across my skin. “Yes,” I breathe out. “Incredibly.”
A whimper escapes me against my will as that tentacle moves up my leg, latching onto my inner thigh. Fuck. It’s taking all my self control not to completely open my legs and present myself for Jett.
“I find you incredibly attractive as well. I have never felt anything like this before. It’s both terrifying andfascinating.”
“Pick truth,” I say, my voice coming out breathier than I mean it to.
Jett stares at me. “Truth.”
“Have you ever been kissed before?”
