19. Char
19
CHAR
R yoch’s voice was like rough velvet, whispering over my skin and making me shudder with need. The muscles of his abs and arms flexed as he stroked himself a final time, reminding me of his strength, how easily he’d picked me up. I trembled as his spicy scent filled my lungs. I’d never been this wet.
I would need to be if I wanted to take his huge cock.
He climbed onto the bed next to me, lying on his back. I started to climb on top of him again, but he stopped me.
“Relax. Let me do this.”
Before I knew what was happening, his tentacles were wrapped around my thighs and arms, lifting me above him. They were so strong, yet gentle against my skin. He was in charge of my limbs, moving me like a rag doll. I breathed out and gave in, giving Ryoch my trust.
He brought me up over his body and settled my thighs on either side of his face, grasping my ass. I felt his claws, more blunt than sharp, kneading my cheeks as he pulled them apart, spreading me even farther. He stared at my soaked pussy while his ta’laps held me firm, arms at my sides.
I squirmed at the tease of his hot breath, and his grip tightened. Two more ta’laps skimmed up my front, stroking around my breasts, and I panted, whimpering.
“Have to prepare you,” he growled. Right before he plunged his tongue into me.
I cried out, arching up as it kept going. And going.
His lithis was inside me so deep. A tiny alarm bell in my head said too far, but I felt no pain, only pressure. Good pressure. He filled me in a way that I now seemed to crave, to need.
Ryoch moaned as his lips moved against my entrance, the vibration bringing me close to climax, when I felt the pressure reach a stopping point at my cervix. Then it went a little farther. I was almost there, shaking and crying out.
Before I could come, he started to withdraw. I didn’t have time to complain. His ta’laps lifted me again, off his lithis and down his body to his cock. Where he slowly impaled me.
The sagar must have been working, because I shouldn’t have been able to take him. I shouldn’t have been able to enjoy the feel of his thick, studded cock stretching me outrageously wide.
Ryoch’s eyes blazed as he watched my pussy swallow him. “So good,” he murmured, low and breathless. “You’re opening for me so well. Almost there.”
I could only moan. The long, long length of him pushed into me as he lowered me down, inch by inch. Drols added to the pressure against my inner walls, his cock sliding in deeper as my body accommodated him, past any lingering resistance.
“ Vex ,” he whispered. I could barely hear him, as though he was talking to himself. “Your cunt was meant for me.”
When I finally slid all the way to the base, both of us groaned. My breaths were shallow from the insane fullness.
“ Charlotte ,” he choked out.
Fuck . His seal.
It was like a ring of tongues pulsing against me, finding its way into every fold, circling and massaging my clit. Ryoch let out a grunt as his cock started to thrust, without withdrawing. His seal connected us, providing the friction I needed outside, while inside he was hitting me so deep, I was a keening mess.
With his ta’laps holding me in a firm grip, all I could do was feel. His hands clamped around my hips and his thrusts intensified. Tentacles pinched my nipples, then all of them tightened around me as I bowed back in a full-body orgasm, squeezing his cock in shattering waves. I opened my mouth to scream, but it was quickly filled with a ta’lap that pushed to the back of my sagar -coated throat. His seal kept us joined as he pounded up into me, over and over.
Ryoch shouted as he came. At the sound of his pleasure, seeing the expression of ecstasy on his face, another climax seized me. I clenched around his length, feeling muscles tighten deep in my abdomen. His cock swelled as he unleashed inside, ta’laps flexing everywhere they touched me, spasming like an extension of his orgasm.
When the thrusting finally slowed, his ta’laps loosened, pulling away from my breasts and out of my mouth. They soothed and petted my arms and sides, wrapping around me. I felt surrounded by him, safe.
His seal still connected us, pulsing gently. Ryoch stared up at me, as though in awe, eyes like depthless silver pools.
“How long will we be joined like this?” I whispered, not wanting to break the moment.
“I’m not sure.” His cock jerked inside me, and he groaned as I gasped. “Once my seed flows into your womb, my seal will separate. Maybe another few minutes.”
That didn’t make a lot of sense, but everything about this was unexpected. It wasn’t like human sex. Instead of feeling overly sensitive and ready for a break, I didn’t want it to end. My aftershocks were like mini orgasms, fluttering and gripping around his cock, and they kept coming. His seal alternated between sucking and rubbing, and I gave myself over to the sensations, moaning as I quivered in his embrace.
By the time his seal finally stopped moving, I couldn’t remember my name. My body was limp, held up only by Ryoch’s ta’laps . He used them to move me down to the bed, tucking me into the cradle of his arm. I had a leg tossed over his waist, my cheek settled on his pecs, eyes closing in bliss, when I stiffened.
Nothing was leaking from between my legs. I was slick, but there was nothing else. Just as he’d said, it was all deep inside me.
It was a good thing I was on birth control.
“What is it?” he asked into my hair, arms tightening around me.
I huffed a short laugh. “Easy clean-up.” I kissed his chest, over the steady beat of his heart. “That was…incredible. Was it hard not to bite?”
“The most difficult thing I’ve ever done.”
Goosebumps rose on my skin as he traced a claw along the junction of my neck and shoulder.
“I’m sorry, I just?—”
“No, no apologies. I want you, sta’la . Enough to wait for you. When you’re ready, I’ll be here.”
I bit my tongue to keep from thanking him and nodded. He was doing exactly the right thing, and my expectations should have been high enough to take it as my due. No more feeling grateful to guys who did the bare minimum.
Still, I was kind of impressed. Ryoch was scoring a lot of points for the bond-and-move-to-Vytaris option. But I wasn’t there yet. It was crazy to me that Jess was.
“Do you think we’ll see Jess and Gravod anytime soon?”
He chuckled. “No. I’m amazed they updated us at all. I doubt we’ll hear from them for at least a few days. The drive to…consummate following a bonding is a bit intense, from what I’ve heard.”
“Good to know.”
So Jess was getting lots of brain-melting tentacle sex right now. I was happy for her, although I didn’t want to think about it too hard. Selfishly, I really wanted to talk to her.
A few days was a long time to be out of touch. I sighed. It was good that I wasn’t ready to bond, because right now, I didn’t have the luxury of disappearing. Naomi needed me to be around.
I lifted up on Ryoch’s chest to look down at him. “It sounded like you had plans for us tonight, but I need to tell you—my friend next door isn’t doing well. I have to stick close to home in case she needs help.”
His jaw clenched, and he looked away instead of meeting my eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
Something was wrong. “Ryoch? What is it?”
When his gaze came back to mine, it was strained. “I wish I could help her. I wish I could help all of them.”
“But you can’t.” I stroked a hand across his shoulder, then I paused. “Can you?”
He stared into my eyes for so long, I wasn’t sure he would answer. Then he nodded slowly, and the bottom dropped out of my stomach.
“I can. But if I did, it could destroy this entire planet.”