Chapter 18 – Aline
Chapter Eighteen
Aline
M y jaw falls as Hex slithers away from me as soon as we exit the stage. Ha, like I’m going to let him escape me that easily.
“Here.” Saber chucks a couple of towels at me and Atlas.
“What happened?” I whisper, spinning to face my orc. “Do you think I upset him? Was it too much?”
“I think he’s fine.” Atlas grins wickedly. “He probably just needs a moment to compose himself.” His large, calloused hands land on my hips, but I glance toward the hallway that Hex disappeared down.
“Do you think I should...” I bite my lip, unsure how to finish that sentence.
Atlas slides his hand around my ass, giving me a soft squeeze. “Go check on him.” He kisses my cheek, spinning me around and giving me a slap on my sore rear end.
It’s tender, but in the best way. I give him a grateful smile and shake out the towel, finally wrapping it around my middle.
“Thank God,” Saber mutters from behind me. “It was weird as fuck seeing you all up on Vivie.”
“It’s Ali for me.” Atlas chuckles. “But yeah, I bet that was bizarre for you.”
I snort, shaking my head. I forgot about that.
I meander down the hallway, listening for sounds in one of the dressing rooms. I’m nearly halfway before I hear water running in the men’s locker room.
I push through the door, aiming for the showers with purpose.
The stalls are open, with slate gray tile framing the walls.
The floor is some waterproof material I don’t know the name for.
It’s hard like concrete and looks a little like it, but it’s mostly smooth.
There used to be cheap white liners that could be pulled to cover the entryway, but they kept getting ripped, so we tossed them ages ago.
Hex leans with his forearm resting against the wall. His head is bowed low as the water beats down on him. He lets out a deeply pained, or maybe satisfied, growl.
His scent is heavy in the air, making me gasp.
I take a step back and realize I’ve meandered closer while studying him. Cool water slides over my feet, heading for the drain. Slick tentacles coil around my back and legs.
“Sorry,” I whisper as I’m unceremoniously lifted and brought to rest against the wall in front of him.
“I needed a minute to myself,” Hex says in a low, growly tone that sends a shiver down my spine. Water beats down on him, but it ricochets against me. He quirks an eyebrow, still leaning against the wall over my head as a tentacle yanks at my towel. “Do you regret interrupting?”
My head shakes. “No, I needed to be sure that you’re okay.”
His forehead is covered in a mass of his wet, dark curls. It rests against mine as his eyes flash the bright aquamarine of his kraken. “Are you sure about that, sweetheart?”
I nod, working an arm out from under the hold of his tentacle so I can run my fingers over his scratchy cheek. He’s got something between thick stubble and a short beard.
“I had never felt sexual desire until I met you.” He frowns. “What a cruel trick to torment me with those feelings I’d never experienced, only to run before we had the chance to act on them.”
“I’m sorry.” My eyes fall shut as I brush my thumb over the smooth skin of his cheek. “We didn’t know each other. I had no idea where your loyalties might lie. I thought you were unhappy to be my mate.”
“Never,” he hisses. That mouth full of razor-sharp, needle-like teeth would scare the hell out of me if it were attached to anyone else. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I scented you.” His fingers slide down my stomach, teasing over my swollen sex.
My eyes widen as he teases each lower lip with a thick digit while his middle finger pushes against my dripping core. I bite my lip, glancing away. He’s a shifter, and his mate is filled with another monster’s cum. Not only that, but he had to watch it happen.
“One day soon, I hope you’ll trust me enough to let me be the one inside you,” he growls, licking my neck as his tentacle around my tits seems to suction just enough to tease my nipples.
“Until then, my cock is about to explode if I don’t get some relief.
” He moves his forearm from resting on the wall as his other hand continues to caress my slick cunt.
He palms my head, tilting me down until I get a good look at his throbbing cock.
There’s an oval-shaped flap of skin surrounding the entire area, which I know is the pocket his shaft can retract into when he’s not aroused.
It’s triangular at the top and bottom and a bit darker than the surrounding flesh.
Evolution is wild. In human form, he won’t have the cocket, but in full monster form.
..I have no idea. The only other kraken I’ve been with was only partially shifted, like Hex is now.
I shake away those thoughts as my stomach drops. Guilt isn’t an unfamiliar emotion, but my regrets are piling up, and now isn’t the time to address them.
I can’t change the past.
I can only do my best to fix our future.
His cock is beautiful. It’s more of a light purple than the underside of his tentacles, but his balls are the same dark purply-black, matching the other parts of his coloring.
“Have you fucked a kraken in full monster form?” His teeth scratch over my neck.
“No.”
“It looks different when I’m completely the kraken.” He slides another finger inside me. “Thicker and longer. Then we have the tentacle that comes out of the tip to latch on to your cervix.” He pulls out and slams back inside. “That’s for when I’m working my way around it so I can implant my eggs.”
I groan, shivering against his hold.
“Shh, I’m not asking just yet.”
My hand wraps around his length. He’s smooth and feels mostly like a human, but it’s fleshy and almost soft until I squeeze a little harder. There’s a thick rod or core inside that feels much different from the skin. I jerk and fluid spills out of the tip. It’s clear and shiny and really plentiful.
Hex swipes a tentacle over it, bringing it to his mouth. His tongue darts out as he licks it. My pussy tightens around his fingers in response to the hot as fuck imagery.
Hex kisses over my cheek and shoves his tongue in my mouth. My hand isn’t able to circle his impressive girth, so I bring the other down to help. The way his tentacles coil around my body is intense, but he never tightens too much.
It’s strange to feel so cradled and protected with the creature who could literally rip me in two if he wanted.
“You’re trapped by a sea monster. I could do whatever I want to you.
” He laughs, and I wonder if the bond ever does spill over.
It’s like he’s perfectly echoing my thoughts.
“Fine, you could probably stop me if you wanted, but you aren’t.
” He smiles against my cheek. “This is all I’ve ever wanted. Your body pressed against mine.”
“I think it might be better with you actually inside me,” I moan as his palm brushes my clit.
“That will come. I’m not losing my virginity in a shower at The Den.”
I gasp, but he seals his mouth to mine. I considered it, but it didn’t seem possible. Not that I’d care if he wasn’t, but I owe the both of them an apology.
I stretch his crown to right above my core. “Keep your fingers inside me, but move your palm.”
Hex complies, and I jerk him right against my clit. He growls, his eyes flashing, but I’m consumed by the warm feeling of his pre-cum spurting against my swollen sex. He buries his face in my throat, breathing me in as one of his hands wraps around mine.
“Fucking hell, Ali. I won’t last at all like this,” he says, sounding pained. He pulls his fingers free of me and moves his length, slipping it up and down between my lower lips. “This doesn’t count, right?”
My head thrashes around, and it takes me way too long to figure out what he means.
“N-no, not unless you want it to.” Since he’s helping me jerk him, I stretch the other hand around his back, raking my nails into his skin. “But you could.”
He kisses me, thrusting against my clit and dipping down to my hole. The crown barely sinks inside me as our tongues clash, but he pulls back and repeats the process. It’s so close to what I need, but not enough.
I beg into his mouth as my hand leaves his shaft to rub my clit. I pull my cunt apart even farther, giving him a nice view of everything.
He still doesn’t dip farther than the head before pulling out and teasing it around again. It’s not a deep pounding like I want, but it builds beautifully. Pleasure coils tight in my lower belly as my pussy begins to spasm.
“Hex,” I beg into his mouth. “I’m going to...” He swallows the rest as he kisses me. His tentacles tighten around my middle as he swells. He buries maybe an inch inside me, but I can feel him jerking the rest of his shaft. His sharp teeth nick against the side of my tongue.
I sob, shivering against his tightly controlled strength as he fills me with hot jets of cum. It’s so slick and warm, it seems to only make me more desperate for him. He laps at the small cut on the side of my tongue as he pushes me back against the wall, hard.
“It’s almost impossible not to slam all of me inside you. Fuck, I’m still throbbing.”
My hands land on his chest, giving him a shove. “Let me down.”
Hex immediately releases his hold, his mouth hanging open. Water beats down behind him as he frowns. Gods, he’s massive and poised so high in the air, he’s not far from the ceiling, due to the height his tentacles provide.
“I’m sorry,” he starts.
I hit my knees, stretching up as much as I can. “Lower just a bit.”
He drops without question. His length appears right in front of my face as a thrill runs through my entire body. Some dark part of me likes that he’s so willing to comply with my commands.
“That’s perfect,” I muse, licking my lips as I wrap a firm grip around the base of his shaft. “You’re perfect. I hope you know that.”
“I-I...” He swallows thickly, staring down at me with a look of confusion.
My tongue flicks out, circling the head of his still very hard dick.
“Holy fuck,” he groans, his forehead hitting the wall behind me. His other hand comes to cradle the back of my head.
I grin around him. That look of desperation on his face only spurs me on. The fact he’s nice and juicy with a combination of our cum makes it easier to slide deeper.
“Ali,” he growls when I let him bounce against the back of my throat.
His hand moves to grip the hair at the base of my skull.
I’m a little addicted to the way his thumb brushes my chin, especially since I’m sure I look like a snake unhinging its jaw to eat a too large meal. “Can I?” He groans. “Is this okay?”
At some point I moved, and with my knees spread and my face tilted into his pelvis, it allows him to tease a tentacle inside me.
My mouth is occupied, so I give him a nod of consent.
It’s difficult to manage swallowing the vast amount of pre-cum he dribbles with each hollow of my cheeks, but I manage.
It’s cute as hell watching the myriad of faces he makes.
I’m not sure when it happens, but he gives my head a little shove, sending him deeper into my throat as he thrusts.
Fae can hold our breaths for quite a long time if necessary, so instead of panicking, I do my best to swallow around his swollen length.
“Shit, sorry,” he growls. “Oh, okay, fuck me. Goddamn, that feels incredible. Just like that, sweetheart. Let me fuck your throat. It feels so deep and tight when you swallow around me. I love it.”
His suction cups feel weird raking my inner walls, but it makes my clit throb, so I double down, making him feel good in return.
“Ali,” he moans his warning as he swells even more. His thumb teases over my skin as another tentacle coils around my tits and one moves to tease my clit. “Yeah, just like that. Soon, I’ll be fucking your sweet cunt full of me.”
I’d nod if I could, but his cock jumps, painting the back of my throat in his cum. He’s warm and sticky. I cough, doing everything I can to relax, so he can enjoy the moment.
I pull him out a bit and lick over the tip as he jolts. He’s barely done coming when he lifts me with his tentacles while moving his torso low. He holds me to the wall, burying his face in my pussy while his appendage still works in and out.
My hands fall to his shoulders for support. I’m so high in the air, it would be intimidating, but Hex cradles me in a way that makes it easy to relax and trust in his hold.
He’s not very coordinated as he laps at my clit, but his enthusiasm gets the job done. I shatter and tighten as electric zips sling their way through my entire body. It’s so overwhelming that I have no idea what to focus on.
I thrash, moaning his name as he kisses my sex. It’s an indescribable feeling. My chest fills with warmth. The bond pulls tight between us, overjoyed with our contact and, fuck, I am too. He’s so warm and his tentacles feel like pleasure and safety all rolled into one.
I start to come down slowly as my head rolls around the wall nearly to the ceiling.
My eyes pop open and my jaw falls.
Atlas, Silence, and Malice in shadow form all stand at the end of the stall, watching with rapt fascination.
Atlas gives me a soft smile, like he’s letting me know he knew this would happen and he’s okay with it.
Malice grins like a fiend.
It’s the look on Silence’s face that makes my stomach drop. There’s an intense expression of longing that makes my chest throb painfully.
They’re two separate entities, but since I never got to know them on their own, I’ve often lumped them together in my mind. It doesn’t feel good to see Silence standing on the outside of a private moment, especially with that expression on his face.
“Excellent show,” Malice says, clapping slowly. “The audience has no idea what they just missed out on.”
“Are you done?” Silence asks in a clipped tone. “It’s been a long day.” He rolls his eyes, spinning and walking off.
Malice winks, giving us a grin before following him out.
Atlas nods and heads after the other two.
Hex pulls me down from where I was suspended, bringing his mouth to mine.
I let myself melt into the kiss, soaking up his soft affection.
Poly is more complicated than I ever imagined. It’s time I tackle this divide between me and Silence before it’s too vast to ever repair.