17. Eve #2
My heart pounds and my breathing turns shallow. Again, I’m shocked by how quickly he’s brought about my climax.
I typically require a lot of foreplay before I’m ready to come. With Harven, release barrels toward me. Fire licks at my skin as my stomach begins to tighten.
“My king, I’m going to—”
Everything stops. Harven pulls his fingers and tongue from me. My impending climax dissipates like sugar in water.
Leaving a lingering kiss on my ass, he rubs the sore spot.
“Then let’s commence with your punishment.”
I pant into the sheets. I really am going to kill him.
Gliding me toward the edge of the bed, he releases my arms, letting me prop myself upright. The tentacles lock around my wrists like shackles, keeping me on all fours. Harven prowls in front of me. His large hands go to his belt and deftly undo it.
It falls to the marble floor with a thud. His silken skirt follows. This is the first time I’ve seen him fully.
He is a glorious creature, so different from me. His lower half is a mass of impressive muscular tentacles that writhe and snap. They are just as powerfully built as the rest of him.
I don’t fear our differences. If anything, his naked body makes me want him more. I want to feel those tentacles all over me—inside me. We can’t hide from each other. Our souls are one. The bond pulses between us, demanding and seeking.
Harven’s tentacles pull back, and I’m greeted by the largest cock I’ve ever seen.
Its sheer length alone is mind-boggling.
It’s nearly the length of my forearm and almost as thick as my fist. It’s a darker blue than his skin and is covered in small ridges. No, not ridges. Suckers. Like the ones adorning his tentacles. Pearly white seed drips from the tip as it stands at attention.
My mouth waters despite my sharp intake of breath. Harven’s hands thread through my hair.
“Open your mouth, Eve.”
I need to see how far he’ll push me. I crave it. One day, maybe I’ll play the docile lover, but not right now. Not when he just denied me an orgasm.
“No.”
A tentacle cracks across my ass.
I scream at the sting. Heat blooms along my skin. It compounds with his earlier spanks. My body jerks forward as if it can crawl away from the pain.
Harven’s fingers dig into my scalp.
“Open your fucking mouth.”
“I’ll bite your cock off if you even think—”
A tentacle spanks me again. It’s quickly followed by another. The pain fills my stomach and deepens my desire.
I didn’t know I was such a masochist. The things one discovers while at the mercy of a Kraken King.
“Do that, my mate, and you won’t sit down for a week.”
“Fuck you. You motherfucking bastard.”
Harven’s head falls back with a booming laugh. His eyes glitter with predatory intent.
“You have a filthy mouth, Eve. Let me fill it and spare you any more trouble.”
I clamp my lips shut as he rains spanks all over my ass.
The tentacles strike like whips, leaving my flesh burning. I surrender to the pain. The onslaught widdles me down until I’m a trembling mess. Adrenaline hums in my veins as I absorb each strike. My ass is on fire, my head is a mess. I need to be pleasured. I need Harven.
I release a shuddering breath and lick my lips. Meeting his gaze, I open my mouth wide.
“Good little mate.”
He slides forward.
The head of his leaking cock grazes my tongue. His flesh is hot enough to burn. The salty sweet taste of his seed fills my mouth. His tentacles trace over my face as his hands keep my head steady.
My jaw unhinges to take him all in. The rough texture scrapes down the back of my throat. I choke on the intrusion as tears burn my eyes. Harven doesn’t stop, not until he’s fully sheathed inside my mouth.
I gag around his length, unable to breathe. He pauses for a moment, making a show of his dominance, before pulling his hips back. I cough and sputter onto his length.
My saliva makes his cock glisten. The excess mixes with his seed and dribbles down my chin.
“I was wrong before.” Using a hand, he slaps the head of his cock on my tongue. “You look the most beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”
I narrow my eyes, but before I can say something that’ll earn me another spanking, Harvedn surges forward. It’s not so much a blowjob as it is him fucking my throat.
He thrusts in and out of my mouth with snarled groans. His tentacles slither over my jaw and shoulders. I keep my mouth wide to taste as much of him as I can. Tears stream down my cheek as he bumps the back of my throat.
I’ve never been used like this. There’s no reprieve. He sets the rhythm, and I have to withstand it.
It’s the dominance I’ve always craved.
I surrender to it as I moan around his length. My pussy comes alive, desperate to be filled by him again. I need to come so bad I’ll do anything.
His tentacles hit my ass with considerably less force than before. Strikes land on my sore cheeks and upper thighs. The renewed pain deepens my pleasure. One touch of my clit and I’ll erupt.
“Look at how well you take my cock, Eve. You were born to give me pleasure.”
I bob my head in time with his thrusts to take him deeper. His praise washes over me and makes me work hard. I moan louder, eager to please him in a primal way.
I want him to be as desperate for me as I am for him. I need to be his undoing.
“Do you like my cock?”
“Yes,” I garble around his impressive length.
He pulls it from my mouth and holds it aloft. A challenge blazes in his eyes, and I meet it. Pressing a kiss to the leaking tip, I run my tongue down the sides of his shaft. Each bump makes liquid arousal race down my thighs.
“It’s so big, my king.” I look at him from beneath my lashes as I lick the seam of his balls. “How will it ever fit inside me?”
Harven snarls as he captures my face in his hands. He ruthlessly powers into my throat again.
“I’ll make it fit. Even if you scream and bite and scratch—it’s going inside your perfect pussy.” His thrusts turn choppy as his pace falters. “Swallow it, Eve. Every drop.”
I brace myself as he fucks my face in a series of brutal thrusts.
Punching his hips deep, he doesn’t stop until he’s crammed into the back of my throat. My nose presses firmly against his stomach as he erupts into my mouth.
I dutifully swallow each torrent of hot, sticky seed. Harven shudders at the force of his climax.
He leaves my throat with a slick glide.
Sticky seed and saliva bead along my lips. I make a show of licking them clean. Panting, I dig my fingers into the sheets. I tremble with the need to come. I’m wound so tightly I’m about to burst.
Harven’s tentacles lock around my middle and flip me onto my back. I hiss as my spanked ass lands on the cool silk sheets. The king’s strong body comes down on mine.
His hard muscles fit perfectly to my softness. My nipples press against his chest as he takes my mouth.
Slicking his tongue against mine, he groans as he tastes the remnants of his release. It’s erotic and so thoroughly wicked.
I moan with him, sucking on his tongue and using my free hands to hold him closer. They mold to his strong back, digging into his dewy flesh.
“Beg me, Eve,” he rumbles against my lips. “Beg me to make you come.”
Pulling back, I lick my swollen lips. His hard cock rubs against my pussy. I’m so close. I should give in and enjoy the release he’s promising me.
But what’s the fun in that?
“Don’t push it,” I say.
Harven’s face hardens. His hand wraps around my throat again, reminding me of my place while in this bed.
“Beg me, Eve. Or I’ll punish you again and again until you give in.”
His fingers squeeze my throat, challenging me to fight back. I don’t have it in me. There’s no point in resisting. He has me where he wants me, and it’s exactly where I want to be.
My muscles lose their tension as I go soft beneath him. It’s time to tease the king in a new way. I need the kind male he’s been at dinner. After so much punishing roughness, I crave his softer side.
That’s the male I want to make me come for the first time. I desire both sides of him equally, but for my own well-being I need to know both can make an appearance in this bed. I know just the way to tease the kinder Harven out.
Batting my lashes, I score my nails down his back.
“Please, my king. Make me come as only you can.”
His lips find my cheek, my temple. The gentle kisses make my pussy clench.
“You surprise me at every turn. I thought for sure I’d need to spank you again.”
“I can be good.” I rub my pussy against his hardening cock. “Especially when I need to come this bad.”
“And how shall I make you do it the first time? My fingers? My tongue? My tentacles?” He thrusts against the cradle of my hips. “What would my mate prefer?”
I know a trick question when I hear one.
I’m surprised he didn’t mention his cock. Tentative hope lifts in my chest, but I smother it. Emotions can come after I find release.
Once my mind is clear, I can unpack everything that’s transpired.
“Whatever you want to give me, my king. I just need you. So badly it hurts.” I nip at his jaw. “Please.”
His grin is pure male satisfaction.
“I’m the only thing you’ll ever need, Eve. Remember that.”
Trailing his hand over my stomach, he settles it atop my pussy. His eyes bore into mine.
“You’ve been with human men, yes?”
I nod. Apprehension trickles into my gut. I’m unsure how he’ll take the news. Harven is animalistic in his need for me. The male has kept lovers. He better not give me shit over not being a virgin.
My concerns are alleviated as his grin turns feral.
“You’re about to learn how inadequate they were.” His fingers part my slippering folds. “Watch your mate pleasure you. No one will ever touch you again. I’ll kill them if they do. I’ll slaughter anyone who looks at you for too long, Eve. I swear it.”
Madness coats every word. His finger swirls around my entrance.
My eyes blur around the edges. There is only him. Only us. He won’t have to kill anyone because I’ll never want another.