Chapter 8 The Frenzy
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The frenzy.
Both Tam and Chase were whimpering and moaning after their releases.
Both had reached sub-space and needed care, which I would provide.
Chase would need more, as this was his first time with us, and Tam had flooded an entire load up his ass.
It wouldn’t take long for the frenzy to start plaguing him, and he had to recover first. While this human didn’t belong to us, that didn’t mean I wouldn’t keep him safe.
I undid Chase’s shackles, removed the leg spreader, and took the gag out. Tears slid down his cheeks, and I wasn’t surprised. It had been an intense session.
I wiped them away with the pads of my thumbs, but they were instantly replaced. He needed more. I crawled onto the bed and lifted Tam, who whimpered. I laid them flat, then covered them with my weight, just how they liked. Tam instantly calmed, hugging me close.
With my tentacles, I drew Chase to my side, and he curled in close, pressing his face to my armpit, sobbing.
I held them both, stroking and comforting as well as I could.
Chase sniffled and tucked his face even tighter to me.
It would probably be more calming if I wasn’t wearing my sweater, but I was hardly going to take a moment to remove it.
All I did was continue to run my hand and tentacles over his bare skin while doing the same to Tam.
I kissed Tam and then Chase’s forehead. I whispered, “You both did so well. I’m proud of you both. So lovely.”
They snuggled even closer to me.
My hearts clashed, and awareness flooded me.
This moment. This feeling. It was incredibly right, perfect, intimate.
I wanted to revel in it and stay right here with Tam and Chase.
It was as if we all belonged in the moment, to each other.
But I couldn’t indulge in this sensation.
Chase wasn’t ours. I’d care for him when he needed it, because that was who I was, but I couldn’t touch or claim him outside of this.
He was too tempting, and it wasn’t my place, nor would he ever accept us after such a short amount of time.
It was simply not possible.
I wanted Chase to, though. I had the sudden urge for him to remain right beside Tam and me, because, for some reason, it made sense. He belonged with us, as implausible as that seemed.
No matter. I pushed the feeling aside. What Chase needed right now was assurance that he was safe and that the sweeping emotions racing through him were normal.
Tam was boneless beneath me; my weight alone settled them.
They didn’t need anything more, but I was unsure of what exactly Chase required.
I’d made him list his aftercare in the contract, because aftercare was important, and he’d stated that he needed cuddles, comforting words, and soft touches, but I wasn’t sure if that would be enough after the intense release he’d experienced.
I nuzzled Chase’s forehead, and Tam reached out from beneath me to grip Chase, running their thumb over his arm. “There, there,” Tam whispered. “We have you, pet.”
Warmth flooded me at the sight of Tam caring for Chase, who whimpered and tried to move closer to them.
It was beautiful. The clear emotion and want between Tam and Chase was one of the loveliest things I’d ever seen in my long life.
Unable to help it, I claimed my coupling’s mouth, long and slow, letting our tongues mingle.
Tam whined beneath me, arching and wrapping their tentacles around mine, but they broke away far sooner than I would like and nudged my chin toward Chase.
Tam lifted their eyebrows in clear demand as they kept pushing and directing me toward the mewling human.
Clearly, Tam expected me to treat Chase much the same as I did them.
I was of two hearts. One wanted to follow through, indulge in the instinct to take and claim our human, but my second heart urged caution.
Chase possessed the capacity to destroy me if I grew attached and he balked.
The first won.
Nudging Chase’s chin up, I pressed a light kiss to his lips, and Chase moaned nice and soft under my touch.
He ceded me control, and I moved closer, attacking his mouth harder.
A low sound escaped him, and I swallowed it.
Something stirred in my gut, and my cocks started to swell before pushing through my tentacles.
Tam grinned, rocking against me, obviously pleased at my reaction, and completely unbothered by my cocks poking them.
What was my coupling playing at? What did Tam want exactly? I’d known my coupling for many years, and yet they still managed to surprise me, which I adored and loathed at the same time.
Chase followed my lips when I started to draw away, and I pressed back against him, allowing myself to indulge in the way he surrendered to me, letting me invade his mouth with ease.
When I dragged several of my tentacles over his back, he moaned in the most beautiful symphony, especially when I reached his ass, which was leaking blue livns all over his hairy thighs.
He pushed backward and mewled. Chase’s skin was growing warm under my touch, and I wanted to force my cock into his tight hole, claiming him, but I did not. I continued to pet him and call him our good slut, which made him grind against me.
“Dear one, your pet is getting his false heat,” I commented.
Tam arched under me, rubbing their cock on mine. “You could please him.”
I scowled at my coupling. “This is your gift, and you’re the one who flooded him with an entire load of livns in his ass.”
They shoved out their bottom lip and widened their eyes, but their needy expression didn’t do anything to me.
I was mostly immune to my coupling playing the brat.
I kissed their luscious lips before rolling off and pushing them toward Chase, who instantly snatched Tam and cried.
There was a constant stream of needy sounds coming out of Chase’s mouth as he rocked and sought friction of any kind.
His white skin was turning flushed, and his freckles were even brighter somehow. I loved every single dot on his pale skin. I had never thought little dots of color would be something that I desired, but I couldn’t deny it once I was presented with the fact.
I dragged my fingers over the marks on his ass, connecting them like they were stars in a constellation, and Chase lifted his hips, offering his hole, which leaked thick blue liquid.
I swallowed at the sight. I adored sucking my coupling’s livns out of the people we chose to fuck together.
I did not doubt that I would enjoy eating Chase out, but this wasn’t the same as other secondary partners or playmates.
Chase called to me, to Tam, more than typical.
I couldn’t fall into the trap that Chase presented. When I claimed, it was forever. I wouldn’t be able to let him go. Not ever. And this human was offering himself for only a couple of days, nothing more.
However, I continued to stroke his ass and traced all of the dots. There was something tantalizing about them, but this was as much as I was willing to offer, and it would have to be enough.
I wanted to frown at my coupling. He was fighting his instincts to claim Chase, and it annoyed me to no end.
Nyx was interested, which was something of a rarity, and even more shocking, Chase was interested as well.
Why didn’t Nyx see what I saw? Why didn’t he take the needy human who was offering himself?
It was irksome how stubborn Nyx could be.
He clearly liked the dots on our Chase; he kept touching them. Perhaps they would be like my hair for Nyx? If they were, maybe it could be something I could use? Though knowing him as well as I did, it wouldn’t be so easy to sway him.
Oh well. I’d simply shove the two of them together, so the three of us could be happy. We belonged as a single unit, and that was all that mattered. Nyx and Chase would figure it out eventually.
When I ran my fingers down Chase’s back, he cried out. His cock was hard and leaking, and his skin was flushed as well as warm to the touch. I trailed kisses over his cheek, and Chase moaned. It was such a lewd, erotic sound that my cock perked up and pushed through my tentacles.
He did it again, but this time I noticed the divot in his cheek.
Oh my sparkly Cri, that little mark was beautiful.
I licked it, the tip of my tongue finding it with ease.
Chase whined, hips bucking, but there was no friction to be had, and I was more concerned with exploring this newfound mark, fucking it with my tongue.
It was a mystery, and there could be no such thing between Chase and me.
I had to understand every facet of this fascinating creature that was meant to be mine.
“Please,” Chase begged so prettily. He pushed his ass up, trying to entice Nyx, but my coupling didn’t do anything more than stroke him.
“Please,” he pleaded again, looking over his shoulder at Nyx, who wavered for a moment, then returned to petting the dots on Chase’s plump cheeks.
That wasn’t doing enough for him. Chase needed more, especially with the frenzy coming upon him. He needed to be fucked long and hard.
Claiming his mouth with mine, I slicked my tongue over his. He was mine; he just didn’t know it yet. Soon, Chase would know it and love it as much as I did. Whispering against his ear, I asked, “Do you need something, slut?”
“Yes,” he whimpered.
“What? You need to use your words.”
“You inside of me.”
“Hmm,” I groaned, rocking against him and stroking Chase’s back. “What do you want me to do?”
“Fuck me.”
“Is that all?” Unlike Nyx, who I knew had to have gathered some kind of information about Chase’s preferences, I had no clear knowledge, but I knew my coupling well, and I’d seen how Chase had reacted to me and Nyx. He wanted more. So much more.
“I want… No, I need you to breed me, to fuck me, to use me. I’m your slut.”