Chapter Eleven #2
I hated that he had practiced on someone else to get to this level of perfection, but I was mostly hoping all his lovers treated him well. Because my kitten deserved the world.
Glancing in the mirror, Kaos traced the bulge in his throat with his free hand, then slid it down his chest and to his cock. It was at half-mast already, showing how insane his stamina was.
“Tap once if you want to swallow, twice if I should pull out.”
The angry single tap was a clear message, as was his eye roll.
“I should spank you for that.”
He levelled a single tap on my thigh, this time accompanied by him swallowing around my cock.
I rumbled a string of ancient curse words I learned from the underwater side of my family, and held onto my sanity by a thread. Spanking could wait. I had a throat to fill with my cum.
My tentacles floated in the air as I zoned in on Kaos with every part of my being. I could attempt to prolong this moment, but Kaos needed to rest, and my self-control was not as strong as his determination.
“Use that grip of yours on me, Kitten.”
He did, stroking my upper dick as I gently rocked into his mouth while caressing his ears.
His eyes fluttered shut, and he purred along my dick.
That was it.
I lost it.
My body trembled on the inside while I held myself in place on this plane of existence. I shot into Kaos’s throat, and my upper cock followed right after. Simultaneously, I was filling my kitten with my cum and painting his face with white ribbons, messing up his hair in the process.
The intense orgasm shot through my body, all the way to my toes. If I hadn’t been propped up with my lower tentacles, I might have keeled over. I shuddered with every shot, watching Kaos swallow until he opened his eyes and pulled away.
My dick popped out of his mouth, still spasming, and painted his chest like icing on the most beautiful cake. He smeared my release all over his chest while his other hand pointed my upper cock to shoot over his pecs as well.
He was bathing in my cum.
The possessive instinct in me loved that he was inadvertently marking himself as mine. Hopefully, he’d smell of me for a long time after this.
Spent and boneless, I knelt on the floor in front of Kaos and pulled him into a slow kiss. He tasted of my cum and of himself, sweet and strong.
Kaos met me with tiny licks, then curled on my lap.
I shifted my legs into tentacles, giving him a bigger cushion as I lay back on the ground. I didn’t mind the cool tile that calmed my heated body. My thermoregulation was best used to keep Kaos warm, and that would remain a bar to measure its usefulness forever.
Kaos kneaded my tentacles with his fingertips and wiggled against me like I was his bed. “If I knew laundry would get you to fuck me like this, I would have got my head stuck in the washing machine days ago.”
His voice was slightly raspy, and a pang of guilt coiled in my belly. “The imagery is enticing.”
“I can show it to you now. Only my ass sticking out. Helpless for you.” Kaos made as if to stand up.
I squeezed him tighter in my embrace. “Stay here. Relax for a moment, you ball of endless energy.”
With a bratty sigh, he hung his head back, exposing his long throat, and a nicked spot under his chin.
“Did you shave this morning?”
He nodded. “I have every day. Well, my face. I do my balls and crack every other day.”
How methodical. “Do you like it that way?”
“Most of my lovers did, so I got used to it.” He shrugged. “No one likes a hairy twink.”
What? “I do. Don’t shave on my account. I love your fuzz.” I ran a hand up his thigh.
“You’re different.” He nuzzled my chest and placed a kiss on my nipple.
You too. You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met. “And you’re so comfortable around my tentacles that it’s hard to keep them away from you. They have a mind of their own, and they’re now craving your touch.”
“Good.” He offered me a tired grin.
“That’s new to me. It takes time for everyone to get used to them and all the weird stuff that comes with being a shifter with so many appendages.”
“Weird in a fun way.”
I scoffed. “Not what people normally say.”
Kaos propped himself up and looked into the distance with a serious expression.
“I’ve been called an abomination and a freak before.
” Kaos’s voice was eerily calm and quiet.
“One guy was unable to fuck me because he was disgusted by my tail. I was on my hands and knees when I looked behind me to see his limp dick and a grimace on his face. And once I was dating this nice girl who asked me to keep my hat on whenever we were out in public. At first, I thought nothing of it, but then she flinched when I lowered my hoodie as we were making out. She couldn’t stand my ears.
” He swallowed, kneading my tentacle in his hands like a squishy toy.
“I hoped she’d get over that, but she broke up with me a week later.
Then I finally found a girl that I hoped liked all of me, but apparently my ex-boyfriend had something I didn’t.
Or maybe he didn’t have something that I couldn’t cut off. ”
“Don’t say that.” I held him tight as my heart shattered into a million pieces and fury rose in my gut. I’d experienced a similar rejection to what Kaos described, but Kaos didn’t deserve it. No one did. But especially not my lovely kitten.
He shrugged. “It’s true.”
“If it means anything, to me, you’re absolutely perfect.” I kissed the sharp line of his jaw.
“That’s everything I’ve ever wanted to hear,” he whispered, buried his face in my chest and fell quiet.
His breathing hitched from time to time, so I knew he wasn’t asleep, but I didn’t bother him. Only held him in my embrace. My kitten.