Chapter 6 #2
Landon pulls back from the kiss and grabs the lube. He covers his cock thoroughly and wipes the rest on my ass. I straddle his lap and let out a long breath, reminding myself to stay relaxed. I might have just come but already my cock is hard and at attention.
“Take it slow,” he says, holding onto my hips, staring up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes. I can’t look away as I sink back, taking his dick into my body.
“Oh,” I breathe out, in awe of how good it feels to have him touching me so intimately. It hurts but it also feels mindblowingly good. He’s so hot and hard, stretching me just right. Once my ass hits his hips, I stop, just letting myself feel, letting myself get used to this feeling.
“Jett,” Landon whispers. “Can you bring them out again? Please?”
I stare down at the man below me, trying to understand what he’s asking me. It hits me all at once.
Oh.
Oh my gods.
He wants me to use my tentacles!
I grin as I let my tentacles out, four of them materializing at the v of my pelvis. Two of them move behind me, wrapping around Landon’s thighs, the other two stay forward, touching Landon’s chest and arms and neck.
“Fuck. Yes. Just like that,” Landon says, his entire face and chest turning bright red with his excitement.
His voice is breathless, barely loud enough for me to hear.
He’s beautiful like this, stretched out and at my mercy.
Giving himself fully to me and my extra appendages. “I want one in my mouth, in my throat.”
I grab his right hand, bringing it to my side. “Tap me if you need me to stop, okay?”
“Yes. Okay. Please, I want it,” he says, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, whining for me to hurry up. He’s so fucking desperate.
This is by far the hottest thing I’ve ever done, the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Already I’m addicted to this man. He’s changing me, making it so I’ll never have this again unless it’s with him and I find that I’m completely okay with that.
One of my tentacles darts across his tongue and Landon whimpers, the sound starting a fire inside of my gut. My cock dribbles with precum, a string of it connecting the tip of my cock to Landon’s hairy belly. Slowly, my tentacle pushes past his teeth and down his throat.
Landon closes his eyes, looking more blissed out than ever before.
I shudder at the feeling of his wet, tight, scorching hot throat wrapped around my tentacle.
It’s almost as good as the feeling of Landon’s tongue in my ass.
I can’t pull my eyes away, watching as my tentacle disappears into Landon’s mouth.
I sway my hips slightly, wanting to feel the way his cock pushes against my inner walls and Landon manages another whimper. My tentacle snakes down his throat before slowly pulling back up until only the tip is against his tongue.
He closes his mouth, sucking on the tip of my tentacle. “Again,” he says, his voice breaking.
The tentacle pushes back in, going even deeper this time.
I’m amazed at how much he can take. His throat is tight around my appendage, massaging it as it goes down and down and impossibly further down.
Jesus fucking Christ, just watching the way he takes it is going to make me come.
My other tentacle wraps around his throat and I can feel the tentacle inside his throat moving up and down.
I fuck his throat as I fuck myself on his cock, both of us getting exactly what we want. We’re getting exactly what we need.
There’s a little voice at the back of my mind, whispering that I should be more careful bottoming. There’s something important I’m forgetting but it’s easy to tune out that voice. I’m too busy being fascinated by what we’re currently doing.
I start to ride Landon as I fuck his throat with my tentacle.
Sometimes, he gags and I have to pull back.
Sometimes I keep it lodged in his throat, forcing him to breathe through his nose.
Sometimes I let it wiggle on the way back up so he’s gagging and coughing once it’s free.
Tears stream down his eyes but he never asks me to stop, never taps my side.
He’s loving this as much as I am. That point is clear with the way his knot is slowly growing, stretching my hole even further.
“Your knot,” I say, grinding my hips down, swiveling my hips. “Gods, it feels so good, Landon. I’m so close.”
The tentacle that’s wrapped around his throat relents, moving to wrap around my own cock instead. It strokes me just the way I like.
Landon cries out as I pull the tentacle in his mouth free. His knot pops fully, locking the two of us together. My pleasure skyrockets, a mixture of pure bliss and utter agony. It’s so much yet somehow the perfect amount.
The two of us whimper and moan through our orgasms. The sensation seems to just go on and on and on. Landon’s cock fills me not only with his knot but also his cum, load after load. My head is in the clouds and I’m not sure anything will bring me down from this high.
As carefully as we can, we turn onto our sides while his knot is still locked inside of me. I completely collapse, feeling like all of my bones have dissolved into goo. I don’t think I could get up even if I wanted to.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, my arms and tentacles wrapping around Landon, holding him tight. He looks and sounds just as fucked out as I do.
“Yeah, you can say that again. Wow.”
“That was,” I start to say but my words cut off with a moan as Landon’s cock throbs again, filling me with more cum. Fuck, that feels good.
“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “It’ll keep going a few more times before it goes down.”
“That’s okay. I like it.”
“I like you,” he says with a sleepy grin. “I like you a lot, Jett.”
My heart leaps into my throat at the soft confession. It’s obvious we have feelings for each other. I just throat fucked him for fuck’s sake, but hearing it out loud is different. There’s no way to overthink things when I know for a fact he likes me.
“I like you too,” I whisper back, stealing a soft, barely there kiss. I let out a little sigh as I hold Landon against my chest. The two of us quickly fall asleep, his knot still inside me, my tentacles still out and around him.
There’s not a single doubt in my mind what this is. My brain, my heart, and my octopus are all on the same page; Landon is mine.