13. Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve
Leif
“I’ll give you everything.”
His tone is all sex, but there’s something there, something underneath that makes me think maybe he means something else, too. Something more serious than what we’re doing.
I can’t worry myself with that though. I’m too focused on not coming so soon. This won’t be over once I do, but it feels so good that I don’t want it to end.
Nothing has ever felt this good, this intense. Orgasms are amazing, but they’re quick. I want more of this—the build up, the intimacy, the intensity.
And to think… we’ve only just started.
I’m going to be exhausted tomorrow.
I’m supposed to go for breakfast with the crew in the morning, but I may end up sleeping until I have to be on stage to check Aliko’s kit, or I’ll never last until the show is done, and I need to break down.
Aliko looks like a giant above me, leaning over me with multiple arms and tentacles that keep touching me in one way or another. I’m running out of places for him to put them. I only have so many holes to fill. What a tragedy.
“Go deeper,” I tell him. “I want you deeper.”
Without hesitation, he pushes in more, his suckers causing an interesting sensation as they advance further.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had anything inside me other than my own fingers, and Aliko’s arm is definitely bigger than those.
The stretch burns, but not enough for me to tell him to stop. It only makes me want more.
“I need you inside me now.”
“No,” he grunts.
“Yes,” I say. “Please.”
“I am enjoying this.”
“But I want more,” I grit out.
An arm comes out of nowhere, slipping over my mouth to stop me from speaking. My eyes widen, while his gaze narrows on where he is sliding inside of me even deeper. Laser focused.
“I’ll fuck you when I’m ready,” he says.
Something about that just turns me on more, and a wave of heat scorches me from the inside out. If he’s not careful, he’s going to make me come.
“Aliko,” I mutter behind his arm, taking a breath and slowly letting it out. His arm slips off my mouth and caresses my jaw. He doesn’t answer me, but I don’t expect him to. I think he can hear me, but whether or not he’s listening, I’m not sure. “Do you know what edging is?”
His gaze flicks up to me, and he gives the smallest shake of his head. The look in his eyes tells me he’s too focused on what he’s doing to fully pay attention, but at least he answered.
Explaining this to him right now won’t be easy, but I need to try.
“It’s when… ah!” My grip on the sheets tightens. “It’s when you purposely stop the person from coming, keeping them right on the edge.”
A brow raises. “This is a real thing?”
“Yes, and it’s pretty common. I want you to keep doing that to me.”
He holds my gaze for a moment then looks back down where he’s inside me. “I’ll let you come when I want you to.”
“Fuck,” I hiss, not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
In this moment, he feels more monster than human—almost animalistic. Something about that just makes the situation hotter.
Aliko pulls out of me, right to the very tip before going back in deeply again. I groan as he hits all the best spots inside me, that sucker on my cock still going too.
I need more. Want more. While at the same time, don’t want him to stop or change anything he’s doing.
“Feels so good,” I mutter. “So fucking good.”
“I don’t have protection,” he says suddenly.
Neither do I.
“Well, I can’t get pregnant.” I smirk and his grip tightens around my dick, causing me to cry out.
“Humans and monsters can’t transfer diseases to one another, so I think we’re okay,” he says.
“Then fuck me already, Aliko,” I say with tears in my eyes.
Finally, he shifts, pulling out of me and moving forward.
“And don’t go easy on me. I want to feel it.”
“Trust me, you will,” he says before using his human-like arm to guide his cock toward my hole.
He presses forward, easing himself inside while his suckers still work on my cock.
But only for a moment longer because he releases me there too, and I get a break, but now my dick is aching to be touched again.
I glance down at it, red and angry and needy as hell.
“Lick it off.”
Aliko’s tentacle appears near my face, and I see the suckers shimmering with what I can only assume is my precum—lots of it. I open my mouth and lean forward, dragging my tongue all over to clean up the mess I made.
Aliko moans softly as he pushes his cock inside me just a little more. He’s much bigger than his tentacle, but I can take him. I will take him.
“More, Aliko. Fill me up,” I whine.
He shifts his position again, grabbing onto my thighs, and pulling me closer to shove every inch of himself inside me all in one go.
I cry out, the pain a delicious reminder of how big his cock is.
He starts moving, slamming into me, thrust after thrust. I feel his heavy balls pounding against me as my dick bounces back and forth from the onslaught of his hard thrusts.
There are tentacles touching me everywhere, the sensations overwhelming, but in the best possible way.
“You’re so tight,” he growls.
“You’re so big.”
“Not too big.”
“Just right. Perfect.”
He fucks me harder, like my words are egging him on.
“I am going to fill you with my cum,” he growls, snapping his hips even faster.
“Yes, please. Fuck, yes!”
“And then I’m going to plug you with my egg.”
His hips slap against me, his dick as deep as possible. Thinking of having his egg inside of me? Fuck, that’s hot. I didn’t know that was an option, but now that I do? I fucking want it.
Aliko’s breathing grows heavier and he wraps his hand around me this time, stroking my dick along with his thrusts.
“I’m going to come,” he says. “Come with me, Leif. I want your cum, too.”
“Fuck—”
My dick throbs, spurting cum all over his hand and my chest. My vision goes black, but I feel the obscene heat of his cum filling me up. Pleasure rolls on and on, consuming me in a way I didn’t think was possible.
When I’m finally able to open my eyes, I see Aliko’s blue eyes staring down at me. He leans in, his nose grazing my neck as he inhales slowly but deep. A low grunt sounds in his throat.
“Are you ready?”
“Huh?” It’s the only thing that comes out of my mouth before he pulls his cock out and then replaces it with his tentacle. There’s pressure, and then he’s pulling out again. But there’s something… in there.
He left his egg inside me.
“Can you feel that?” he asks as he massages the outsides of my thighs.
I clench and shift. “Yes. Fuck, yes,” I moan.
“Does it hurt?”
“No, but—” His brow raises in question. “It won’t like, break in there, right?”
He huffs a laugh as he leans forward and kisses my lips gently. “Kraken eggs are like rocks. It will not break inside you. When I want it out, I will take it out.”
I know this is a bad idea… not having a flared base and all, but I go with it because… well, because it’s fucking hot. And really, where is it going to go? He could just put his tentacle up there, suction it, and pull it out, right? I’m no doctor, but sure—it sounds legit, so I’m going with it.
Aliko gets off the bed. “Don’t move.”
I wouldn’t dare.
He goes to the bathroom and comes back with a damp towel that he uses to clean me. There is a big difference from the last time until now. The positions have changed, and I love it.
“Go up to the top of the bed. Get comfortable.”
I smile as I do. “I thought we were going in the hot tub?”
“Later.”
He crawls into bed, pulling me close, wrapping me in all of his tentacles like a cocoon. It should feel claustrophobic, but it doesn’t. It just feels nice.
The egg inside me causes slight pressure here and there, and if I move the right way, it brushes against my prostate and makes my dick twitch.
“Are you going to sleep?” I whisper.
“Maybe. But not for long. I want more of your cum.”
I smile to myself and close my eyes.
I’m just about asleep when I feel one of his tentacles moving across my skin. It goes up my thigh, then around my waist, and then… around my cock. It’s wrapped gently, just enough to hold it. It’s warm, comforting.
“I don’t know if cock warming with a tentacle is a thing, but it is now,” I say.
He grunts a response that isn’t words.
If he didn’t know what edging was or the difference between a top and a bottom, I doubt he knows anything about cock warming.
But he’s about to.
I wake up a short time later with Aliko’s tentacle still wrapped around my cock, holding on tightly. The difference now is that I am hard and want to come again. I don’t know if he’s inadvertently suckling on it, or if it’s just him touching me, but I want him to make me come again.
I don’t want to just come. I want Aliko to do it. Going into the bathroom and getting myself off won’t do. Aliko Anson needs to be the one to own my orgasms.
I’d thought of getting on my knees for the drummer of The Unbound since the first day I saw him. I’d considered him fucking me too but wasn’t sure if he’d be into that.
Being in Aliko’s arms feels right. Natural. Like we’ve been doing it for years. Which is why I have no problem turning in his arms as best I can with all his suckers attached to me and running my fingers along his strong jaw until he wakes up.
His eyes pop open, recognition flaring.
“I really want you to make me come again.”
He groans, his dick throbbing against my hip.
“So needy,” he breathes out, loosening his grip on me and rolling to his back.
“For you.”
“Come here.”
His tentacles wrap around my waist, and he pulls me on top of him, so our cocks are squished between us.
The egg pushes against my prostate and I can’t hold back the moan.
He leans up, capturing my mouth with his and kisses me so deeply and passionately that I start humping him like a teenager just going through puberty.
He sits up, keeping me in his lap. One of his monster-arms comes between us, wrapping our cocks together. I look so small against him, even though I know my dick is slightly above average. I don’t care about size though. I just care about him touching me.
Something soft prods at my hole before sliding inside.
“How does this feel being in here?” he asks as the arm around our cocks starts to move up and down.
“So good,” I say.
“Maybe you should keep it in there all night. All day too.”
“Fuck,” I hiss. “That’s so hot.”
“For now…” He slips inside my hole, and I feel the pressure of him pulling it out. I whimper at the loss. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
He quickly replaces the egg with his tentacle, slipping in enough that I’m tight around him.
“Now let me watch you come,” he says, sitting back slightly so he can look down between us. “Our cocks look so good together, don’t they?”
“Yes,” I breathe out. “So hot.”
“Beautiful.”
“Yes. Beautiful,” I moan.
He strokes faster, but not as fast as I want. He keeps me on the edge for an absurd amount of time. My heart is pounding. I can hardly breathe. I feel like I’m going to pass out.
“Faster, Aliko. Please, I want to come.”
For once, he does as I ask, the tentacle inside me pressing down on my prostate at the exact right time. I explode—no, I detonate. Every muscle in my body spasms, my body coming alive like never before.
With a growl, Aliko comes too.
The mess is ridiculous, cum puddled between us—a lot of it.
“Okay, now we need to shower,” I say with a laugh.
He leans in to kiss my jaw, but we don’t move from the bed for at least another ten minutes.