Page 54 of Last Shot at Love

“If you are afraid to take care of me, I’m sure I can do it myself…” I slid my heat against his tentacle and moaned, purposely goading him.

“Behave.” His voice was an order and a plea. The man and the beast were sharing his body, and the man still wanted to save me, while the beast wanted to…

I wasn’t sure, but I had a guess and couldn’t wait to see if I was right.

“Make me.” I guided the tip of his tentacle inside me and ground against it. My breathing came in tiny gasps. I was getting close…

The lines of strain disappeared from his face, leaving only raw hunger. He’d accepted my challenge.

A tentacle wrapped around my waist and lifted me off the bed. Cerulean caught me in his arms and carried me to the pool.

I clung to him, slightly dizzy from his speed, which was saying something since I was a vampire.

“Where are we going?” I murmured, licking and sucking up his neck.

My tongue teased across the two indentations left by my fangs, and Cerulean’s chest made that adorable clicking sound.

“The pool. You’ll need the water to take my mating tentacle without being injured.”

My legs were clenched around his waist, eager to find out what that meant.

We sank beneath the water, and Cerulean pulled me toward the deeper end. He stopped when the water reached his shoulders… which meant it was over my head.

I’d thought he would do more kissing and talking, but apparently Cerulean’s beast was more into doing—something my impatient vampire nature appreciated.

A tentacle wrapped around my wrists, pulling them over my head and lifting me from the water.

“What—”

His mouth pressed between my thighs, and his tongue slipped inside me. I twisted in his grasp, my overly sensitive body threatening to burst into flames.

“Be still.” He growled out the order.

I shivered in excitement. How far could I push him with his beast at least partly in control?

Not bothering to hide the challenge in my eyes, I squirmed harder.

A tentacle wrapped around my waist. It coiled around my middle and the tip rested over my breast. When the sucker attached to my hardened nipple, I whimpered.

Lowering me, his mouth found my other breast and lavished attention on it.

“Cerulean!” I cried out his name, arching and bucking as he fanned the flames inside me.

My legs kicked out as I tried to get away… or was I trying to get closer? I didn’t know because the man was driving me crazy.

A tentacle wrapped around each of my ankles, and I sucked in a ragged breath.

He slowly turned me in his arms, kissing his way across my ribs to my back. Goosebumps skated across my skin.

Slowly, but with an unyielding grip, he parted my legs.

The tentacles coiled and placed suction kisses up my legs, while the one around my breast continued to knead and stroke.

Even with the breeze and the cool pool water, sweat dripped from my body. I was overheating, my need for release and his claim reaching a boiling point.

He slowly lowered me a few more inches and something teased my slit. Desperate for stimulation, I rocked my hips.

His hands dug into my thighs, holding me in place. “This is going to feel strange, and I don’t want to hurt you. You need to hold still.”

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