Chapter 24 #2
I pulled my tentacle away from Sonny’s dick and he whined. It was sticking out, red and shiny.
“Sonny, get the condoms and lube out of that drawer please.”
I pointed, and Sonny looked to where I was pointing, struggling to focus. The way I could affect him with my touch was a bit of a high, to be honest. I’d never felt as powerful as I did right then, regardless of my physical strength.
Sonny crawled shakily across the bed and reached for the drawer, and then I heard the rattle as he took the box of condoms and the tube of lube out, his fingers shaking.
It was an awkward movement for me to lift myself off Declan enough to strip off my trousers before settling back against him, but I managed it without letting him go.
I got the feeling, somewhere inside, an instinct more than anything, that Declan needed to be held.
My animal instinct was to hold tight and not give him the chance to overthink and panic and withdraw.
When Sonny came back with the lube, he tried to open the cap for me, but his fingers wouldn’t co-ordinate. I couldn’t help but smirk to myself at that.
Taking it from him, I opened it and squeezed some onto my fingers and reached behind myself, using my fingers to open myself up quickly.
Sonny was taking a condom packed out of the box but had the sense to hold it out to me rather than risk tearing it as he tried to open it. I carefully opened the packet with my teeth and rolled it onto Declan’s cock, which was thick and red and sticking straight up.
Taking hold of it, I held it still while I lifted myself up over him and sank slowly back down. He was thicker than I’d imagined and I had to take him slowly, since I hadn’t done a great job at stretching myself.
While he sank inside me inch by inch, Declan moaned and shook his head from side to side.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good. I’m not going to last.”
When I was fully seated, my arse against Declan’s groin, I stroked a hand across his chest, circling his nipples, and said, “You’re going to have to last.”
He groaned again and I raised myself up and sank down, setting a flowing rhythm that felt good to me. I slid down onto Declan’s cock again and again, feeling it stretch me, fill me.
And while the pleasure of taking Declan’s cock was beginning to build inside me, I reached for Sonny.
I’d half lost track of them, they moved so instinctively in tune with the rest of my body, that I hadn’t been paying attention.
Two tentacles had snuck around Sonny, though, one around his chest, and I could feel the tingling pleasure on my suckers as they nearly bit into his skin.
I had to take a deep breath and stop myself from doing that. That was for my mates only.
I slid it around him further, keeping my suckers in check, and the other one around him was wound around his thighs, the tip teasing at his crack.
Looking at him, as he knelt on the bed beside me, his hands pressed to my tentacles as they held him, his eyes half-lidded and lost in pleasure, his gaze fixed on Declan, I slid my tentacle higher.
He shifted his knees, widening his stance, giving me access.
“Sonny?” I asked. I had to wait for him to look at me, blinking as though struggling to concentrate.
“Huh?”
“Do you want me to—?”
He was already nodding before I’d finished the sentence. “Yes please.”
“With my tentacle?” I needed to double check.
He kept nodding, and nodding, and only stopped with a gasp as I slid right up to his hole and, making the tip of my tentacle thin, I slid easily inside him.
I had to fumble with the lube again, squeezing more onto my hand and then my tentacle retracted, slid through the lube, and went back to its work.
I eased slowly inside Sonny, watching his face for any sign of pain or disgust. He was panting, his eyes back on Declan’s face, and the two of them watched each other as I rode Declan’s cock and stretched Sonny.
I slid my tentacle in and out of Sonny’s hole, widening it fractionally as I did so until he was stretched around me, my tentacle what I estimated was the girth of Declan’s dick. It felt so good to penetrate him, to feel the silky channel, the warmth and the tight squeeze as he clenched around me.
I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock. My fingers were slick with lube and I started pumping hard, giving in to my need to come soon.
Leaning back slightly to adjust my position on Declan, I rode him harder and, yes, angled his cock to strike my prostate.
I shuddered with pleasure, starting to lose control of my limbs, and rode him hard, wanting that feeling again and again.
My tentacle surged inside Sonny and I changed the angle and changed the angle and then, yes, I hit the spot I wanted because Sonny screamed.
I drove us both relentlessly higher, slamming myself down onto Declan’s cock so it filled me and bruised my prostate, and undulated my tentacle inside Sonny so that it rippled against his prostate in an endless movement.
He started panting and talking and whimpering, showing me exactly what I was doing to him.
“Please, Erik, please, touch my dick, I’ve got to come.”
His hands were still gripping my tentacle that was wound round his chest, and a primal part of me clenched with satisfaction that he was asking me to get him off and not taking care of it for himself.
Declan began to grunt as I squeezed around him, my orgasm shimmering at the edges of my body, waiting to rush in on me like the incoming tide.
“Yes, fuck yes, I’m so close,” he said, and I managed to form words.
“If you can hold on while I come, you can have Sonny, too.”
He made a sound that was almost pain, and he shook his head from side to side as he tried to force his orgasm down, to not give in to the hard clench of my channel around him as I slid up and down his cock and used its pressure on my prostate to finally tip me over the edge.
My hand on my cock squeezed one last time and I finally came, my body releasing an endless tide of pleasure over me, tingling up and down my limbs, making them clench harder around my mates and surge further into Sonny’s hot channel.
I was still high, drifting on a haze of pleasure, as I unwrapped my hand from my dick, slick with my own release, and slid off Declan’s cock.
It bobbed, desperate for his own release, and I slid my tentacle out of Sonny.
He whined and, smiling, so hazy with satisfaction that I felt I was moving in a dream, drifting through the warm summer tides, I pulled the condom off Declan and ripped open another packet, rolling it down with light strokes that I knew couldn’t be enough to give him what he needed.
Then I used my shifter strength to lift Sonny up and position him over Declan’s hips where I’d been.
He sank down, and I’d done such a good job of stretching him that he slid easily onto Declan’s cock, taking him to the root.
Declan bucked against him and I had to position myself behind Sonny so I could keep up the pressure on Declan’s arms. After all, Sonny had wanted to see Declan held down while he came.
Instinctively, it seemed, Sonny began to bob on Declan’s cock, rougher, jerkier movements than mine, desperate and sexy.
He leaned back, the same as me, and screamed when Declan’s cock hit home.
I moved in behind him, giving him someone to lean against as he rode Declan with hard, short bursts, the beautiful pleasure flowing from his mouth making me want to wrap my arms around him tight and bite into him with my suckers.
He came, shaking all over, shooting come across Declan’s stomach and chest in long, white stripes.
The feeling of Sonny coming must have tipped Declan over the edge. He grunted, his body locked tight and he came inside Sonny.
I had to use my tentacles to lift Sonny off Declan because he’d gone boneless. When I released Declan’s arms, I worried for a second that he would clench them to his sides and retreat from me, but he held still for a second and then tentatively reached for me.
I went willingly and lay against his side, pressed against his chest, opposite Sonny who was pressed into his other side.
“This okay?” he asked.
“Yes. I really should go and get a cloth to clean us up, though.”
Sonny yawned. “Maybe later. Need cuddles first. That was intense.”
“Are you… okay with what we did?”
His eyes were closed, and a satisfied smile spread over his face, pulling at his cheeks and crinkling the corners of his eyes. He shone like the sun, right there in my bed, nearly asleep.
“More than okay. Hottest sex ever.” He opened one eye and peeked at Declan. “You okay with it?”
Declan swallowed, and I recognised that he was unsure, that he was going to take his time to answer.
“Yeah, I think so. I-I love you both. That was incredible and I can’t deny how hard I came.”
I pulled my tentacles back from where they’d automatically spread over the two of my mates, holding them as we lay together.
It took everything in me to remind him, “Physical feelings are different from emotions. You can feel two different ways about it.”
His arm tightened around me, and the worried little fear inside me disappeared.
“I enjoyed it. I want to do it again. And other things. Nothing we did crossed a line for me. I know you’re unsure about how we’ll react to your tentacles but I can honestly say they don’t bother me.
If ever there’s something I don’t want to do, it’ll be because it’s not a preference, not because I don’t want to touch your tentacles. ”
“And you’re okay with the fact it was all three of us here?”
Declan raised his head slightly to look me in the eyes. “I love that you’re both here with me. I want— I want to stay like this forever. The three of us. I can’t let either of you go.”
When I breathed out, I felt like I was breathing out months of anxiety. I lowered my head onto Declan’s shoulder, telling myself I would go and get that wet cloth in a minute.
Declan asked, “How about you, Sonny? How do you feel?”
He didn’t answer. I looked over and smiled to myself at his peaceful face, asleep.
Declan looked too and gave a soft laugh. “He looks like he’s okay with it,” he said. Then he settled down, lying back and pulling his arms tight around us both. “We’ll ask him when he wakes up.”