Chapter 31 #2
Greer grips the sheets tight, her teeth sinking into her lip as anticipation flickers across her face.
I grip her ankles in my hands and kiss the soles of each foot.
Then I lick and suck up her calf to her open thighs, tasting the sweet traces of her arousal.
She trembles beneath my lips then gasps softly, eyes widening.
“You have wings on your back like Kai’s,” she says, voice low and breathy.
I smile. “I do. Remi does as well.”
“Do they turn into real wings?”
I shake my head. “No, they’re just a marker of what we are.”
“They’re beautiful,” she mutters, and my skin sparks under her praise.
“Thank you. But you can appreciate my wings later.” I suck at the skin of her thigh. “Right now, I want you to tell me: In the books you read, how do the tentacles fuck their willing partners?”
Greer traps her lower lip between her teeth, her aura pulsing around her with the golds, hints of blues, and reds that scream of her passion and arousal. Gray still remains, but it’s become less visible. The image of her aura makes my heart sing, knowing that she’s healing.
“Tentacles can be used in many ways,” she answers, the last of her reply sounding more like a moan as I suck on the sensitive skin behind her knee.
I bring two of the thick coils to her outer thighs and hold them there, letting some of the suckers grip her flesh and pull.
“Oh, wow.” Her hips lift off the bed.
“Good?” I ask.
She nods, so I slide two more shadowed tentacles toward her.
The tips tickle the sides of her ribs, and she squirms, the action sending more blood to my already painfully hard cock.
I continue to move them, and they glide up until they wrap around her tits, but I don’t squeeze them yet.
Greer tries to arch off the bed, seeking more, but I don’t give it to her.
The tentacles on her thighs and my hands on her legs keep her open for me.
I kiss the sensitive skin behind her knee while testing the tentacles, teasing her with them.
I circle the ones on her breasts repeatedly, using the suckers lightly on her skin while the ones on her thighs grip with deeper suction.
Her sweet-as-candy whimpers fill the room, and I make sure Kai and Remi are seeing the way she’s reacting to the new sensations.
Their pleasure tremors through my mind, but no words are said.
I kiss the skin of her inner thigh and run my hands up so they brush past the tentacles before I lick upward, tasting the saltiness of her skin, teasing her until my face is right above her pussy.
I inhale her scent like a man in need of a fix as my mouth waters, and I lick my lips.
She’s incredibly wet, and the musky yet spicy scent of her has me near feral.
I look up at her from between her legs. The view from here is to die for.
Her head is back against the pillow, cheeks flushed and gaze switching between me and the tentacles.
I finally tighten the shadows around her breasts, coiling them so they clench around the heavy mounds.
She cries out, chest arching forward for more.
The blood rises to the surface of her skin, her breasts turning a flushed red.
Her nipples are tight peaks. I place the tips of the tentacles over each tight bud and make them suck, and she thrusts up hard against my hold, hips lifting, bringing her mouth-watering cunt closer to me.
As two tentacles pleasure her nipples, the other two pull her legs open wider.
Her weeping pussy blooms like a rose, and I inhale again, this time not holding back from tasting her. I seal my mouth over her clit and suck like the tentacles are doing to her nipples and thighs, the delicious flavor of her coating my tongue.
“Oh, fuck!” she cries. “Yes, Sam, yes!”
I pull back the suction from my mouth and lick around her swollen bundle of nerves. Resting my arm on her lower belly, I spread her sex open so I can get to every part of her. I explore like a man mapping a new land, seeing what she likes best.
I nip at her clit, and her nails dig into my skull. The spark of pain makes my cock twitch against the bed.
“More, please,” she begs.
At her request, I don’t hold back. I flick my tongue over her center, eating and tasting. I don’t let up even as she wiggles and her nails burrow deeper into my scalp.
I add more pressure to the coils on her breasts, her pussy getting wetter the harder I go.
Forming another tentacle, I slide it up her inner leg until it reaches her pussy.
I replace my tongue with the tip of it, and her body twitches, a whine escaping her throat.
While it works her clit, I plunge two fingers into her fluttering channel.
Her greedy pussy grips the digits, and I scissor her open over and over, working her until she’s stretched enough for what I’m about to do.
I take the tentacle from her clit, sliding the broad tip of it into her cunt alongside my fingers.
“Oh, fuck!” Greer cries, but she doesn’t tell me to stop.
I return my lips to her pussy, giving it my attention while my fingers and the tentacle work in tandem to fuck her. The obscene wet sound of her arousal is like music to my ears, and I want more of it.
Heat flares from my hand, my grace spilling through my fingertips, and her walls stretch around me. Her body gushes, becoming wetter and needier. It’s the most intoxicating sight I’ve ever witnessed.
“Was that…?” she asks, her voice already hoarse.
“I told you I was going to stretch you, baby, use my grace on you. Is that still okay?”
She nods vigorously. “Please, just…I need more. I need to come.”
Normally, I would retort with something cocky like Remi, but I’m too enraptured by her total trust in me and what I’m doing to her body.
I push more of the tentacle into her soaked pussy, the suckers rubbing against my hand.
Fucking my fingers deeper alongside it, I twirl my tongue over her sensitive bundle of nerves.
Greer pulls me by my hair, burrowing my mouth into her sex, so I moan and expand the tentacle in her tight heat, forcing her wet hole wider, its inner muscles quivering.
“Sam.” She wiggles beneath me, and I know she’s close to falling over the edge.
I remove my fingers, gathering arousal to use on her tight little asshole. I circle the wetness over the tense ring, teasing her while I bite her clit lightly.
“Yes, Sam. Please, please, please. Fuck it, fuck my ass.”
Well, with a request like that, who can refuse?
Another small tentacle slithers up to join me, and I tease her hole with it, collecting more of her wetness with my fingers. I lift my gaze to Greer, breaching the puckered ring while I grip her breasts harder using the tentacles still delightfully tormenting them.
She writhes and moans, but when she doesn’t utter her safe word, I stretch her ass with my fingers like I did her pussy before I use my grace to speed things along.
She groans louder when she feels the heated stretch and generous lubrication I provided, her hands now on the bed, gripping the sheets in her knuckles.
When she’s ready, I pull my fingers out and nudge the tip of a tentacle in, my gaze still lifted from her pussy so I can take in the picture she makes.
Black coils around her breasts, two holding her open, one pumping into her cunt, and another now seeking entrance into her tight asshole. If I didn’t have self-control, I’d be fucking my cock into the mattress and coming all over the sheets.
“Sam,” she keens. “I’m going to come.”
“Do it, Greer,” I command. No requests this time. “I want to see you gush all over me, all over the tentacles I so graciously provided for you.”
“Fuck.” She whimpers.
I dive back on her clit, sucking the small peak into my mouth.
The tentacle in her ass penetrates further, fucking her in time with the one in her pussy.
Gently biting her sex, I suction her nipples harder beneath the tentacles’ grip.
The combination of every sensation does exactly what I want it to, sending her over the edge.
A burst of bright gold spreads through my room, her aura expanding in a similar nature to mine, touching the edges of my black halo.
She cries my name, her hand flying back to my head to grip my hair.
Her body shakes beneath me, and I’m certain the only thing that keeps her from shooting off the bed is the grip I have on her.
The overwhelming need to be inside her overtakes me. I can’t think about the fact that her aura has expanded or that it feels as if it’s melding with mine in a way that has only ever happened with Remi and Kai. I need her like I need air.
I release the tentacles on her chest and remove the one from her pussy but keep the one in her ass, leaving open-mouthed kisses up her body.
The movement forces her to release her grip on my hair.
I lick over the stretch marks on her belly to find her heaving tits—her nipples are swollen and sensitive, but that doesn’t stop me from sucking one into my mouth.
She grips my waist and cries out my name, her body still twitching from her orgasm.
I suck the other nipple and play with it before I finally let my lips meet hers in a kiss.
She opens for me without asking, our tongues battling, as her wet pussy cradles my aching shaft.
I thrust my hips, rubbing it over her swollen clit.
Greer elevates her hips and pulls away from my kiss, tugging at my lower lip seductively. “Fuck me, Sam. Fuck me deep while the tentacle fucks my ass.”
I grin down at her, a bit of hair flopping on my forehead as I use one of my hands to notch my dick at her entrance.
I retract the two tentacles holding her thighs open, and she takes over.
I hardly have time to blink before she’s wrapped her thighs around my hips and sheathed my length inside her in one fell swoop.
“Fuck!” My forehead drops to hers, and I think she’d be laughing if she wasn’t groaning in shared pleasure. She digs her heels into my ass, pulling me deep enough that my balls rest against her pussy. The tentacle in her ass pulses, and she bites her lip on a long groan.
“Too much?” I ask.
She shakes her head and holds me tighter. “Fuck me into the mattress, or I’ll call Remi and Kai to do it for you.”
Her challenge infuriates the part of me that wants her all to myself.
I pull my hips back against her hold and slam into her, the sound of our skin smacking lewd and perfect.
I do it again while expanding the tentacle in her ass and burying it deeper.
I can feel the presence of it through the thin wall, and it feels incredible—like when Remi and I take Kai at the same time, just with a thin barrier between this time.
I seal my mouth over hers, and her hands move to my shoulder blades, resting over the angel wings on my back. My aura pulses, and I fuck into her harder, giving her what she wants.
“Yes, Sam! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she chants.
I swirl my hips and use my grace to create more lubrication in her pussy and ass, gliding in and out at a punishing pace. The base of my spine tingles, and the tentacle in her ass swells as if it’s about to come, too.
“Come with me, Greer.” I suck on her neck and move a hand between us to swirl my fingers around her clit, sending her into her second orgasm.
She arches her back, her head falling to expose her neck, and screams. Her ass grips the tentacle inside it, and her pussy chokes my cock so tight I come. My forehead drops to her neck, and I nip at her throat, white sparks exploding behind my eyelids as I fall into an abyss of pleasure.
My cum fills her up, the sound of her melodic moans echoing in my ears as I revel in all the sensations. I continue to shallowly thrust inside her until I have nothing left, our breaths coming in pants as our orgasms resound through our bodies.
Time stands still for a while until I come to notice my weight is resting on top of her. I open my eyes to find hers closed, her hand resting on the back of my neck as she strokes the small hairs there.
I take her moment of bliss to study her.
My aura is still pulsing around us, though it’s softer now.
Hers, on the other hand, is warm and glowing.
The outer edge is still that gray nothingness, but everything else is stunning.
It’s added more gold, some so light it borders on white, with blue that’s grown more prominent now.
And black, Remi says through our link.
I blink and look closer. I focus in on the part closest to her body, and that’s when I see it: A tiny bit of black is now there.
She has the color of all of our auras, Kai says.
What does it mean? I ask.
You don’t know?
I do know, but I don’t want to say it. Because it would mean saying she could be ours and that, by some miracle of heaven, she belongs here with us, that Elysian Pines brought her here for more than just a job.
It wouldn’t make sense given what I’ve seen of her future, but a nagging part of me says I can’t see Nephilim’s futures, so maybe there’s a chance we’re in hers?
But I would think her future would at least show me something to prove that, yet it hasn’t. That fact alone leads me to believe that she will leave, that she will forget us like I said would happen all along.
I softly roll off Greer, my cock slipping from her, and the shadow tentacles recede until my aura is pulled back, dull around me. She groans from the loss and opens her sated eyes to meet mine.
The more I look at her, the more I see how different she is—not just her aura but her. A genuine smile is pulling at the corner of her lips, and there are no lines on her forehead. She’s relaxed, still healing. Happy.
I pull her into my side and kiss her hair.
The reality that this could be the only time I get to luxuriate in that happiness, some of which I’m responsible for, crashes into me.
Not only because she’ll leave but also because I show her the future tonight.
She could hate me for what she sees, but it has to be done.
“Sam,” Greer says, dragging me from my thoughts.
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“For?”
She looks up at me with a sly smile. “For fulfilling one hell of a fantasy.”
It’s impossible not to smile back at her, so I do. I kiss her hair once more, and she rests her head on my chest. I hold her close, and by the time I get up the courage to speak, to tell her what’s on my mind, she’s already asleep.
I brush my lips over the crown of her head and pull her closer. Burning the feel of her in my arms to my memory, I ignore Kai’s optimistic voice in my head telling me that things will work out. I just don’t see how that’s possible.
“I hope you don’t hate me,” I whisper to Greer’s sleeping form.
Go easy on her, Samael, Remi says through our bond.
She’ll see what she needs to see is my only reply.