17. Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Sixteen
Leif
Aliko takes up a good portion of the bed, even though it’s custom made and could easily fit five grown men. I don’t know if these suites typically have beds this large or if they were put in because of the monsters staying in them.
It really gives perspective on how much space Aliko can take up when he wants to.
Like right now, when all of his arms and tentacles are spread out, some gripping onto the sheets, while others lie there.
They’re thick at the base, like any other upper arm would be, then thin out closer to the tip.
They’re the same bluish-grey as he is, the underside just slightly lighter with the suckers even lighter in color.
His cock is large, somehow looking even bigger right now. It’s a deep blue color, and I see how much he’s leaking from here.
I’m in for it. I know that. But I can’t help but be excited about what’s to come.
My goal wasn’t for him to punish me, and doing this is not something I’ve done with partners, but with Aliko? I want to do everything.
My dick is so hard, a string of precum hanging from the tip.
My hands itch to wrap around it, stroke and bring myself to orgasm, but I’m not stupid.
I know that’s exactly what Aliko won’t let me do.
I’ll behave for as long as I can. I only have so much self-control.
Which is why I’m here in the first place.
Fuck.
Aliko moans, bringing my focus on him entirely.
My dick throbs, and I ache to feel him inside me.
His egg is still there, still teasing me even after I came earlier.
He’s been wanting to leave it in longer and longer, which I have no problem with.
But it is getting increasingly more difficult to ignore wanting to be fucked all day.
“Move against the wall. Put your back to it.”
I step to the side and press my back to the cold wall, shivering at the change in temperature against my hot body.
“Do not move from that spot,” he says, his voice gravelly but full of lust. “You’ll watch while I make myself come.”
I grit my teeth, my stomach tensing.
Aliko strokes his cock slowly, his hips lifting to chase his touch. His head presses into the bed, showing off the column of his throat that I have an urge to sink my teeth into. Breathing is getting difficult and my head is getting light.
“Fuck,” Aliko mutters. “This feels so good.”
A sound close to a growl leaves me unexpectedly.
“Don’t you wish you could touch me, Leif?” he taunts. “Don’t you wish you could make me feel this good? I bet you do. But you won’t. Because you denied me that earlier.”
“I didn’t—”
I snap my mouth shut. No matter what I say, it won’t matter.
“But you did. Ah—fuck.” He chuckles, low and raspy. “I’m trying to hold off, but this just feels too good.”
Mother fucker.
I grit my teeth, my dick throbbing, bouncing, the precum leaking even more. Just a brush along it could make me come at this point. I’m so goddamn close, too.
“Hands behind your back,” he growls. “Now.”
I slide them between my back and the wall, pressing into them to cause a bit of pain that I’m hoping will help ground me. It does nothing to distract me from the fact that I’m about to come with no assistance whatsoever.
“Oh, Leif…” Aliko moans. “I wish I could feel you right now. I wish you hadn’t done what you did… because I’d love to see my cum dripping out of your hole.”
“Aliko,” I grit out, my voice shaking.
He smirks, head still pressed to the pillow so his gaze is upward. His hand goes to his chest, digging his nails in as his hips keep chasing his movements. The end of his arm is wrapped around his cock, choking the whole thing, stroking up and down at a steady pace.
I know what that feels like, what those suckers feel like.
“Aliko,” I whimper. “I’m—”
“Don’t you dare,” he warns. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
I whimper again, gritting my teeth so hard my jaw aches.
I press harder against the wall, but the pain isn’t enough.
I dig my nails into my wrist, hoping it’ll help but I can’t get Aliko out of my view and this is exactly what he wants anyway.
He wants me to go crazy. Hell, he probably wants me to come just like this so he can complain about it later.
Something about that is so hot though, and maybe I should be embarrassed about that, but right now, all I care about is coming and watching him come too.
“Leif, fuck—I’m so close. Watch me. Keep your eyes on me.”
I do. I haven’t pulled my gaze from him for a second. My eyes are like the needle on a compass and Aliko is North. I couldn’t pull away if I wanted to.
“I’m going to come, Leif. Keep watching.
Don’t look away. I want you to see me.” He groans deeply.
My jaw drops open as cum shoots out of his fat tip, landing all over his chest, all the way up to his chin.
He goes and goes—and then, my own dick erupts, my hand slamming against the wall as my dick pulses, the orgasm nearly bringing me to my knees.
I keep my eyes open the entire time, as difficult as it is, and watch every last bit of cum spill from his thick cock that’s still hard and wrapped in his grip.
My eyes lock with Aliko’s from across this room, the look on his face is pure satisfaction.
“Come here,” he says, his voice low and gravelly.
As I step toward him, I move around my cum that’s on the floor.
“On the bed. Kneel here.” He pats the side of his bed. “And clean up this mess.”
“Fuck,” I hiss as I look down at all the cum on his chest and stomach.
I came but I’m not nearly close to being satisfied, and if his dick being hard is any indication, neither is he. At least not sexually. In the way that he did what he’d intended by driving me to come hands-free, then yes.
I lean forward, placing one hand on his strong thigh, while the other rests on the bed right beside him, and I swipe my tongue through his warm cum.
His hand slides up my thigh, his finger finding my hole, and he slides right in.
“Mm,” he moans. “You left it in.”
I keep licking him, cleaning up his mess, and feeling the way his muscles tense beneath my tongue. From the corner of my eye, I see his dick throbbing, still leaking, and I want to wrap my lips around that instead.
I make my way down and go to do just that. Aliko catches my jaw with a tentacle, turning my head to face him.
“No,” he says firmly. “Do as I said.”
He brushes the egg which causes it to hit my prostate and I cry out, then do as he said and work my way up his chest.
He replaces his fingers with a tentacle, and I feel the egg being removed as I lick and nip at his throat, working my way up to his jaw and then his mouth. He kisses me deeply. This could be his weakness right here. I straddle him, finding his cock and sinking onto it before he can tell me no.
He groans, hands digging into my thighs as he thrusts into me.
“Did you learn your lesson?” he asks.
I smile as I push myself up to sit and rock my hips forward.
“I think I’ll do it on purpose next time.”
He grins, reaching for my cock.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “Sensitive.”
“That won’t stop me.”
Of course it won’t.
I’ve opened up this man sexually and now he’s going to use everything he’s learned to torture me. It’s my own fault, really.
I come first this time, but Aliko follows shortly after. Neither of us can move for a long time, but eventually we get up and shower before crawling back into bed together.
He holds me like he always does, and I fall asleep like I always do. He wraps his tentacle around my cock, keeping it safe and warm for the night.
Something in my chest feels slightly different tonight than it has before. A certain organ is beating just a little differently… for Aliko.