Page 117 of All the Devils are Here

Tentacles and suckers teased the inside of my thighs, some of them kissing right over his mark. I hadn’t had a chance to look at it closely, but the barest brush set me on fire. They were taking their time, but I felt where they were going.

“This isn’t for me,” I said. “It’s for you.”

“Trust me,” Trin said. “It’s all for me, Meg. My cock isn’t the only thing that loves the feel of your cunt.”

The tip of an arm slid into me, a sucker attaching to my G-spot right as another covered my clit. A recipe that could have me coming in seconds, and he damn well knew it.

I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the delicious feelings of writhing tentacles and rhythmic suction as I focused on suction of my own. His skin was so smooth, I barely stopped moving because I craved the feeling of him on my lips and tongue. On the sides of my mouth. In my throat.

Opening as much as I could, I dove down onto him and pressed my lips to the flat skin around his cock. He felt just as good here. I felt like I was shimmering. Vibrating with pleasure and need and addicted to the feeling of him and his skin. His taste.

“Fuck, Meg.”

I wanted him to always sound like that. Undone.

And the thing I realized about deep throating when you were breathing water? I didn’t need to breathe. No need to come back up for air. I could just swallow him, milking my mate’s cock with my throat and savor the waves of sheer bliss coming through our connection.

Tentacles moved, wrapping around my head and throat. Covering my eyes and binding me to Trin’s body.

“Oxygen is overrated,” he agreed.

Pulling back, he thrust his cock down my throat in time with the tentacle inside me. The movement of tentacle, cock, and suction was almost musical, working together and separately to bring us into paradise again.

I didn’t care that he’d taken over. I couldn’t care about anything except these fucking feelings. He slammed home, the luxurious glide of him over and over again. I was dazed and floating, sinking deeper into Trin and who we were together.

He was close. His pleasure hovered on the horizon, and mine was there too. They crashed into each other and exploded, building and layering and combining into the final blaze we both needed.

The rich taste of the ocean lingered on my tongue, and the rest of me was at once weak and happy. Trin pulled me up, and I broke the surface of the water.

It was a much more seamless transition this way, the water simply vanishing and turning to vapor and allowing air to come back to my lungs with ease.

“Why didn’t it feel this way the first time?”

He winced. “Because you were unconscious. Couldn’t get rid of the air properly first. It fucks up the whole process.”

“Right.” I placed my palms on the edge of the water and lifted myself out. What did the mark look like? Placing one foot up, I looked, and my eyebrows rose.

“I thought it might be a line or something. Because of your spike.” On my inner thigh, there was now a patch of skin that was distinctly Trin-colored, in spite of my unnatural violet skin. Smooth, a richer shade of purple and some turquoise.

He brushed his thumb over it, and I moaned. “You can’t do that.”

“Oh, I will do that. But I wasn’t sure what it would be either.”

My wet hair draped over my shoulder, and there was no blonde left. It was like I’d dyed my hair lavender. I think I’d like it better if my body weren’t that color too.

“Where’d it move back to?” I couldn’t quite get a good look without the mirror, and I didn’t want to move further right now.

Trin’s fingers brushed my ribs. It wasn’t far from where it had been this morning. I looked at him, unable to speak. His face carried no expression, and I felt him hiding it. “It’s moving very fast right now,” he said quietly. “Already above where I touched you. It will be passed this morning’s mark in minutes.”

“What?”

“It’s okay,” he said. “We’re not going to let anything happen to you.”

“You need to take me down there,” I said. “I’ll go right now.”

“And do what?”

“I don’t know,” I said. “Make it listen? Make another deal? Give the magic back to the island and not to him?”

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