Chapter 12 Ice Skating #2
“You were very good, pet. Did you want to suck on one of my spiculi?” I asked.
He flushed, but nodded.
“Once we start walking back,” Nyx said, and I frowned, even though that was wiser, in case I or Chase became aroused. Nonetheless, I wanted to soothe Chase’s stress, but I yielded to Nyx.
Someone caught my eye, and I finally turned from my injured heart. Maurice stood with an attractive gray-haired woman with kind blue eyes, about his age. I kissed Chase one more time, then said, “I’ll be right back.”
My leg throbbed, but I was trying so hard to be good as I sat on Daddy’s lap.
I didn’t want to cry and upset him. I would give no reason for Tam and Nyx not to keep me, even though it was foolish to hope for more.
Nyx held me tight, kissing my face while he inspected my damaged leg with his tentacles.
I couldn’t contain the yelp when he brushed over the bandaged injury, even though his touch was featherlight.
He cupped the back of my head, then kissed me once more, invading my mouth.
I surrendered to him completely and let him have whatever he wanted.
Nyx would take care of me. I was safe and sound in his embrace.
I let his tongue consume me and slide against my own.
He tasted so good, and he felt so nice. I moaned, my cock starting to harden even though I’d come not that long ago.
Nyx palmed my groin, uncaring about the people around us. He ground down on my erection, almost meanly, and I moaned, unable to help myself. I rutted up, needing more.
“Daddy?” I asked, breathless.
He licked my lips. “My good boy deserves a reward.”
“Here?” I asked, surprised, glancing at all the people around us.
“No, but when we get back.”
I smiled. Nyx was finally going to fuck me like I wanted. I needed them both on a level that I didn’t understand and didn’t care to explain. It just was. They were indispensable to me. It wasn’t logical for the short amount of time we’d known each other, but I was falling for them—hard.
Tam finally returned, a bounce in their step. They dropped a kiss on my lips before giving Nyx one. “Let’s take Chase back.”
Nyx grunted in agreement, picking me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and curled into his chest; Nyx had his arms under my butt, holding me with ease.
I felt so damn safe in his embrace. I rested my cheek on his shoulder so I could see Tam, who patted my ass with a gentle hand, then scowled at Nyx until he took over patting my ass like I was a kid.
“You don’t have to pat my butt,” I commented after a second.
“Do you dislike it?” Tam asked, and Nyx stopped without comment.
“I don’t, but I don’t need it.” It was calming, though also not something I loved. It made me feel odd.
“Oh,” they said, frowning, and I regretted my words. What had it mattered if Nyx patted my ass? Tam continued, “I’m sorry. You call Nyx ‘Daddy,’ so I thought you might need to be treated like a kid. I didn’t ask how old you are when you’re Little.”
I blinked. “I’m not a Little.”
“OH!” Tam laughed. “I made a mistake. One of my secondary partners is a Little. I’ve been with her and her Mommy for a long time.”
“What’s her name?” I asked, curious. Neither of them had spoken about their other partners.
“Ally,” Tam replied.
“Is she human?”
“She is,” they said, bouncing. “Her mommy is a lollikrake, though. I think you will like them.”
I would never meet them, but I said, “I probably will.”
“Ally and Zer are very nice. I actually introduced the two of them.”
“That’s cool,” I replied, then asked, “What about you, Daddy?”
“I like Ally and Zer,” he commented, his hand sliding under my sweater and shirt to touch my skin.
Swallowing a groan, I said, “No. What about your secondary partners?”
“I have none at the moment.”
“I see.” We were all polyamorous, but that didn’t mean we always had time or emotional and mental energy to have secondary partners. Pushing my face against Nyx’s neck, I asked, “Do you have any children?”
“Not yet,” Tam replied.
“So you want them?”
“Yes,” they said. “Don’t you?”
I nodded.
“Good, because Nyx will look adorable pregnant with an egg.”
“What?” I asked, leaning back to look at Nyx.
He rolled his eyes at Tam, then said to me, “I’m an implekrake. I can get pregnant and impregnate others.”
I had wondered. “I agree with Tam. You would look adorable.”
Tam laughed, and Nyx shook his head, but he had a smile tugging on his lips.
When we broke through the treeline, Tam pressed the tip of one of their spiculi against my lips. I opened and accepted it, sucking. Instantly, every tension vanished. No worries remained. I always did better when I had something in my mouth.
Tam moaned in pleasure, but it was a low, undemanding sound.
“That’s a good boy,” Nyx said, kissing the top of my head.
“Of course he’s good,” Tam replied for me. “He’s ours.”
Something inside of me desperately wanted that to be true, but I couldn’t place my hope on it. Why would Nyx and Tam wish to keep me after three days? I had a contract. I was their slut. I wasn’t their forever, as much as I wished to be.