6. Viggo
Viggo
I tuck my cock into the waistband of my pants and carry the tray with all our food back up to the counter. Trying not to look as desperate as I feel, I ask Maisie, “Can we get this to go, please? I think we’d rather have a picnic outside.” She’ll believe that, right?
Maisie’s brows jump up and down and she gives me a sly grin. “Sure. It’s always best to eat after you fuck, otherwise you might get a stomachache. Indigestion is never sexy. Let me box this up for you.”
My cheeks flame at that sentence and I mumble an awkward, “Thank you.”
Were we being that obvious? Maisie’s human so she shouldn’t have been able to pick up on too much. But these thoughts are not a priority for me. Juniper is. And she’s curious about my tentacles. I can’t wait to show her all the delicious ways she can enjoy them.
I bounce on my feet as I wait for Maisie to pack up our food and drinks.
Handing over a wicker basket, Maisie says brightly, “I added a picnic blanket for you too, just in case you really do need it. Don’t want nature getting in the way of fun.”
I choke out another, “Thank you,” then take the basket with all our goodies and head straight for the front door where beautiful Juniper waits for me.
“Let’s get out of here,” I say to her then thread our fingers together like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Can I wait long enough to make it back to the house? Or can I spread the blanket somewhere and splay her across it while I eat her pussy to my heart’s content? Or what if I get her naked and cover her in my cum and then she’s too shy to meet everyone at the party later?
We’re both quiet on our way to Kraken Cove, the air thick with anticipation, our feet hurrying more and more along the cobbled path as our desperation climbs. My palms grow sweaty and my chest starts to heave, desire for this gorgeous creature making my head dizzy.
I need to time this perfectly. I need to court her. I can’t just fuck her straight away. Juniper needs to love me. Maybe I can’t accomplish all of that today, but I’ll try my best to convince her it’s more than just a one-off thing.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” I say through gritted teeth, fighting against my natural form swirling under the surface, begging to be set free from the confines of my human appearance.
“Why wait?” Juniper’s easy suggestion has my feet halting on the spot, searching for the closest place I can take her where no one can see us.
Maybe this could be the perfect opportunity to give her a small taste of what I can do. Keep it simple. Keep her wanting more while I woo the fuck out of her.
Unable to find eloquent enough words to explain how excited I am by her response, I merely drag Juniper into a blind spot just off the cobbled road and gently walk her backward until she’s pressed against a smooth rock that completely hides us from sight.
Placing one hand against the stone, my other moves to Juniper’s waist. “Can I kiss you?” the words spill across my lips and fall right onto hers.
Wordlessly, Juniper’s hands reach up to my jaw, and then she’s pulling me down until our mouths meet in a soft caress.
I part her soft lips with the gentle press of my tongue and she opens easily. The first taste of Juniper is pure nirvana and I know she’s it for me. I’m never going to let her go.
Our tongues stroke against each other and a needy sigh escapes from her, her body melting against mine.
Juniper’s arms reach up and around my neck as our kiss grows deeper. My grip on her waist tightens, my cock harder than it’s been in my life.
I lift one of her legs up and wrap it around my hip as I push the evidence of my desire against the apex of her thighs.
Juniper leans her head back and moans a very throaty, “Yes.”
My ink bubbles in my veins, needing to paint her in the most beautiful hues, but I call on every last thread of control to not leak. I have a plan after all.
Placing open-mouthed kisses along her bare shoulders as I slowly grind my cock against her cunt, I ask, “Can I touch you? Can I make you come?”
“Yes. Please,” Juniper pants, raking her hands down the back of my neck.
I summon a single tentacle and let it gently trail up her leg.
“Oh,” Juniper gasps and leans back to look down at the thick purple appendage curling against her knee.
I study her expression carefully to check if she’s freaked out but what I see sets all three of my hearts racing faster than an incoming tidal wave.
She’s intrigued. Self high-five!
“Like what you see?” I ask her, perhaps a little smug.
“Me likey very much,” Juniper answers with a definitive nod without taking her eyes off the tentacle.
My inner self punches the air in celebration and my butt gives a happy little wiggle, but my physical body remains still, focused on my female and conjuring up ideas on how else I can impress her.
I snake the tentacle higher and let one of the suckers pull lightly on the skin of her inner thigh.
“Oh!” The word is caught somewhere between a moan and a whimper. I will do anything to get her to make that sound over and over again.
“Want to know what else makes my tentacles cool?” I ask as I place more wet kisses along her collarbone while my tentacle moves upward, inside the tiny gap between her thigh and shorts.
“They can change shape, squeeze into very tiny spaces, and then expand to their full size again. All at my whim,” I say huskily, demonstrating it as I trace the thin line of her underwear.
“Show me. Touch me.” Juniper’s words are a desperate plea I’m all too happy to satisfy.
“It’ll be my pleasure,” I nearly purr.
Juniper watches my tentacle with rapt attention as more of it disappears under her clothing, burrowing under her panties.
I trace the seam of her cunt then slowly push into her heat. A desperate groan escapes me when I feel how wet she is. “Is this all for me, my treasure?”
“Yes,” Juniper pants and angles her hips, trying to guide my tentacle to where she needs me. I won’t let her suffer, though. I want to give her everything she wants and more.
I push forward and coat my tentacle in her arousal, slowly letting it enter her soaked core. “So good, so tight. Look how well you’re taking me, my treasure,” I praise, breathless as I hold myself together.
“Viggo,” Juniper whimpers, the walls of her cunt tightening around my tentacle.
The sound of my name on her lips, combined with the feeling of her wet heat wrapped around a part of me, has precum leaking out of the tip of my cock. Thank fuck I exclusively wear dark pants or she’d see the effect she has on me.
“Mmm,” is the only sound I’m able to make as I gently expand my tentacle inside her.
“Yes. Yes. That feels amazing,” Juniper whispers hurriedly, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she grinds down.
I curve my tentacle against her front wall, gently massaging the sensitive spot as I trail more kisses up her neck. Juniper’s breathing turns ragged, but I want her completely falling apart in my arms as she surrenders to pleasure.
I angle the tentacle, finding her swollen clit with one of my suckers, then pull. The first amount of suction is gentle, testing her response, then I slowly increase the pressure until her legs tremble and her back bows.
Just as Juniper sucks in a gasping breath, I place my mouth over hers, swallowing her cries as pleasure wracks her body. Her pussy pulses around my tentacle and I gently guide her through it before she goes limp in my arms.
When Juniper opens her eyes again, the turquoise pools are gleaming with appreciation and an adorable blush dusts her cheeks.
A pleased grin teases the corners of my lips. I did that. I brought her pleasure. Now to do it again and again and again, until she never wants to leave me.
She pulls me down toward her and rests our foreheads together. “When can we do that again?”
I slowly retract my tentacle, taking care not to touch too much of her clothing, then bring it to my mouth. Poking my tongue out, I lick the part that was inside her and groan at the delicious taste. “You’re going to get me addicted to you, aren’t you, my treasure?”
Surprising me, Juniper licks the opposite side of the purple appendage, tasting herself on me. “Not if you get me addicted to you first.”