Chapter 8 The Frenzy #2
I grinned, kissing his jaw and licking at the stubble there.
I moaned at the sensation. Lollikrakes couldn’t grow facial hair, and I adored that Chase could.
He turned to catch my lips with mine, and I fell into the kiss, curling my tentacles around him.
I wanted to leave all sorts of bruises and marks on his fair skin.
What was it about this human that matched us so well? I couldn’t say, and truthfully, I didn’t care. He was mine, and he was Nyx’s. That was the sole thing that mattered.
“I can do that, slut. Or are you my good boy?”
A mewling whine came out of him, and his ass went up again like he was begging to be bred. Something that I was more than happy to do.
“On your hands and knees, bitch,” I ordered.
Chase offered no resistance and went on his hands and knees, pushing his ass even further into the air, wiggling it.
I glanced at Nyx, who was watching the tantalizing movements with narrowed eyes. Our Chase was an alluring beast. I offered Chase’s ass with a wave of my hand, but Nyx didn’t take it. He went back to one of the large chairs under the window and started to stroke his semmin and cock.
Fine. He could be like that. I would fuck Chase within an inch of his life until all he felt was me and me alone.
There would be nothing else left in his mind besides me.
I situated myself behind him and pulled his full cheeks apart.
His hole was leaking blue slick, and it was red and swollen from my earlier treatment.
“Look at your sloppy hole, leaking with my juices,” I said, pushing my thumb into his entrance.
Chase cried out.
Such a small amount of stretch, and he was already squealing like the slut he was. Chase was deep into his false heat. I worked my thumb in and out of his wet hole, enjoying the loud squelch of my livns leaking out of him. It was so arousing.
Chase rocked back faster and harder against my thumb. Eventually, I plunged two fingers into his ass, and he cried out, riding my fingers. I wasn’t in a rush, and I intended to force him to come so many times until he was sobbing for me to stop, but was unable to stop himself from needing more.
One of my tentacles slithered over his cock and began to pump it almost viciously. Chase cried out, and only a handful of pumps later, his spend was coating me. I grinned and brought the sloppy mess to my lips and licked my tentacle clean. The bitter liquid clung to my tongue, and I groaned.
“You taste so good, slut,” I said, still fucking his ass and working his cock with my tentacle.
He whimpered.
I didn’t require a response; if this had been Nyx, he would’ve spanked him, but I was more pleased that he was lost to the sensations of me inside of him.
Holding out my tentacle that was still covered in Chase's spend, I offered, “Want a taste?”
Nyx swallowed, his purple eyes locked onto the white liquid, but he didn’t get up or reply.
“Your loss,” I said, then lapped the rest of the spend off.
It was so bitter and yet rich. I wanted to taste Chase for many years to come, and I was allowed to do so.
Excitement ripped through me. The sensation was similar to when I saw Nyx for the first time: the knowledge that he was intended to stay beside me for the rest of my life, and the feeling was breathtaking and humbling all at once.
A huge difference this time was the knowledge that I wouldn’t have to pursue my Chase for years to come before he wanted me.
I kissed Chase’s plump ass. “So pretty. So good. You are my obedient slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” he cried out, and I wasn’t sure if it was because he agreed or if it was because he came again. I stroked his shaking thighs with my tentacles, enjoying the feel of his hair sliding against my skin.
“So good. You’re being so good for me,” I told Chase. “Ready for more?”
He didn’t give me a response and shoved his ass out further in an offer.
I already had three fingers fucking his sloppy hole, but I had plenty more appendages that I could stuff him full with, and he would take it all, then thank me afterward.
Without warning, I ripped my fingers out and inserted one of my spiculi deep inside of him along with one of my tentacles. Chase cried out, arching backward as he tried to take more of me.
“So good. You are so good for me,” I praised, and Chase moaned, hips working until he was fucking himself on me.
“Oh my slut, you just can’t help it.” I pushed one of my spiculi into his mouth, and he groaned, sucking up my juices.
I couldn’t stop the cries that escaped my lips.
He was so fucking tight and warm around me, and his tongue was so insistent as he lapped at all of the liquid I offered him.
It would be so easy to flood him with my livns. He was so accepting of me. Of us.
Chase’s hole pulsed around me, and he came again. There was barely even a squirt of spend. He wasn’t able to make sperm as fast as I was making him release it.
Chase sobbed. “It’s too much.”
I kissed down his spine and shoved my spicul back into his mouth and down his throat. “You can take it. You’re so good. I know you have one more inside of you. I know it.”
He shook his head.
“Level?” Nyx demanded, pulling my spicul out of his mouth.
“One,” I said, hoping against hope that Chase wasn’t done, because I wasn’t. I needed more of him. I needed to feel his tight hole wrapped around my cock and one of my spiculi and one of my tentacles. I needed him to take them all, and he could. I knew he could.
“One,” Chase said after a moment, and I shoved my spicul back inside of his mouth.
“You can do it,” I told him, moving into place and notching the head of my cock against his hole. “You are so wet for me, slut. You’re going to feel me for days. I’m never going to let you live without the feeling of me in this ass of yours.”
Chase let out a whimper.
“Remember to breathe,” I told him, then started to push my cock into his already full channel.
A low cry escaped his lips as tears slid down his cheeks. I didn’t stop, though. He needed this, and so did I. Chase needed to feel me deep within him. Claiming him. I pressed frantic kisses over his shoulders and back as I thrust into his ass.
“Tam,” Chase screamed, my spicul falling out of his mouth. “Fuck, Tam! Use me. Breed me. I’m yours.”
“Ungh,” I groaned as I shoved my second spicul into his hole, and he screamed. My eyes rolled back at the tight heat surrounding me. It was so impossibly hot inside Chase, and I’d never felt anything even close to it.
“Tam,” Chase sobbed. “Tam.”
I kissed his back. “I will use you so well, Chase. I promise. I will breed this slutty hole of yours.”
“Tam,” Chase repeated, clearly unable to say anything else.
I wrapped my tentacles around his legs and cock while gripping his hips with my hands, then I slammed into him.
Chase uttered an aborted cry. I didn’t let him have a single moment under my fast, brutal assault, chasing my release. My cock and my spiculi were so perfectly stimulated. The loud slap of our skin, the squelch of his hole, the harsh cries of Chase, and my low moans filled the room.
I was getting close, so I worked his cock harder and harder, trying to get Chase to come with me. I needed to feel him taking his pleasure as I took mine from his body.
“Tam!” Chase shrieked as his hole squeezed me and his hips thrust back and forth.
With a long groan, I felt pleasure ripping through me as both of my spiculi released into his ass while my cock also spurted spend into his hole.
Chase flopped onto the bed, and I pulled out of him, covering him with my weight as he sobbed.
“Good boy,” I whispered, kissing him. I glanced at Nyx, and he was staring at us, his spend covering his hands and tentacles.
I nuzzled Chase and turned his face so I could kiss him. “You did so good.”
He rolled over to hold me tight in his arms. “Tam.”
I kissed his cheek. “You are safe, little one. I have you.”
Stroking Chase and keeping him close, I soothed our human until he was relaxed under me.