Chapter Eighteen #2
I released his dick and took my tentacles away, kneeling between his parted legs. With all limbs up in the air, I must have looked like he was about to arrest me.
“What is it?”
“Will you fuck me?” He nudged my hard cocks with his big toe, and the bottom one secreted pre-cum.
“With pleasure.” But I remained in place, watching the most beautiful man in the world smeared in my cum and bruised with my suckers. “I wish I could have this moment forever. So I could watch it over and over and remember you, like this, spread for me.” My hearts pounded. Did I say too much?
Kaos smirked. “Then get your phone.”
“I don’t want you to regret it later.”
“Will it be just for you?”
“Yes. To jerk myself off every time I think of you.” I saw no point in lying as I reached for the device on the nightstand.
“That’s so fucking hot.” Kaos stretched, his body writhing like a dancer’s, and flicked his nipple.
With a trembling hand, I snapped a picture and tossed my phone away.
Holding my gaze, Kaos slid his hand down his chest, gave his cock a lazy stroke, then dipped two fingers into his hole. “It’s yours. Come and take it.”
“Fuck hell, Kitten, you’re killing me.”
Desperation built in me, but I released more of my lubricant and stretched Kaos’s welcoming hole with my tentacle first. When he was ready, I thrust into him with my bottom cock on a long glide. Kaos enveloped me perfectly, accommodating my dick and squeezing it.
Panting, I paused and rested my forehead against his. I will never get over this.
“I’m so close.”
“Good. I want to come now. Fuck me like it’s our last time.”
His eyes filled with tears, and so did mine. We had barely two days left together.
I glided into him slowly, gathering him into my arms and tentacles, keeping him as close as possible to still thrust. Our slow kisses defied the urge in both of us as our tongues danced amongst our panting breaths.
Kaos dug his nails into my shoulders and gripped onto me as if I would escape. Whereas if I could, I would stay like this forever.
When Kaos shattered, I joined him immediately, spilling into him while he shot between us. We held onto each other for a long while, twitching from bliss.
I rolled off and flopped next to him like a lifeless octopus.
Kaos’s gasp of horror brought my head up.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He sat up looking at his fingers dripping with blue blood. My blood.
“That was so hot, my Kitten.” Unfortunately not deep enough to leave scars to remember him by.
“But now you’re hurt.”
“I heal very quickly. It’s nothing. Come here.” I opened my arms, and he snuggled to me.
Either my brain was fried from the amazing sex or I heard people cheering far in the distance and celebrating with fireworks. For us? Was I losing my mind?
“I think the clock just struck midnight,” Kaos said, wiggling closer to me, plastering himself to my body.
I chuckled. Of course, it was New Year’s Eve. “Nah. They are all cheering for us.”
Kaos rolled off the bed and stood up, giggling. “Stay here.” He caught my upper tentacle and kissed it. “I’ll draw a bath.”
Where the fuck did he store all that energy?
“I can help.”
“Let me.” He brushed a strand of hair off my forehead, pivoted on his heel and slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind himself.
Soaking in the jacuzzi had become our evening ritual, and when Kaos realised how much I loved it, he’d been preparing it every day.
I stretched on the bed and listened to Kaos’s humming echoing in the tiled room.
He was probably dancing around naked with our cum still stuck to his body.
Kaos could be so carefree like that, and so confident and articulate in his videos, but every time we’d gone outside, all of that was gone.
He’d regained some confidence during our later trips to the city, but I would love to know if this streak would continue.
He deserved the respect his family didn’t seem to give him, and the success that was surely coming his way with how hard he’d been working.
The door swung open, showing a grinning Kaos. He stepped to the side and motioned me in like an exceptionally sexy steward.
With a grin, I followed into the bathroom. Every shelf had a lit candle of different shapes and sizes, bathing the space in a soft, romantic glow. Delicate scent wafted off the water without bubbles. He knew I didn’t like them.
I stepped into the large tub, took a deep breath and shifted my legs into tentacles. The water would be too hot for me if I were alone, but my body accommodated quickly, and this way Kaos would be warm. “Come here, Kitten.”
Kaos climbed onto my lap and situated himself against my chest. His ear tickled my chin, and I nuzzled it, inhaling the scent of his hair.
“I love sitting on your tentacle lap.” He sloshed the water with his hands and relaxed against me. “This is my happy place.”
My hearts stopped, and my throat closed. Was that how Kaos felt when he was choking? Like dying?
I mumbled words in my native tongue into Kaos’s hair, letting out the one thing I couldn’t say. Because if I did, I’d have to let him go today. Break off our arrangement two days before we were due to fly out on separate planes. I wouldn’t ruin that.
“I like when you let your Greek out. What did you say?”
“Nothing important, Kitten.”