Away in a Tentacle Lair

21. Leo

Chapter twenty-one

Leo

O ur first evening together will be cut short by his curse, so I'm not wasting a minute.

“Get on the bed, Kai,” I order. He crawls on as I grab the tie from his robe. He lies on his back and waits, his legs parted like his secrets are out in the open, and he has nothing left to hide.

“Will you let me play? Do you trust me?”

“I've told you my family’s darkest secret if that isn't trust…” he offers up his wrists to the tie and lets me wrap it around them. After a loose knot, the other end gets wrapped around the bed frame.

“You are so perfect,” I praise, kissing down his torso. He has a swimmer's body, lean but muscular. His near-naked swimming gave him a golden tan; the non-existent tan lines catch my attention as I kiss across his flat belly to his waiting cock. My hands touch him, stroking his balls and across his taint. His moans are raw and beautiful, turning to guttural moans as I lick down his cock.

“Gah, this is the best way to show you my inner beast.” Kai moans, tugging on his bonds as he hunts for friction against his cock. “You gotta be in me before the moon rises.”

“Demanding brat.” I scold the nephew of the local mafia and cover my slip-up by sucking down his cock.

My fingers tear at the packet of lube while my tongue flicks against his leaking slit, only devouring his length once again as wet fingers move to his crack. Sliding my fingers against his tight hole, I feel him yield and allow me inside. First, one finger and then a second curl against his prostrate until he's practically crying with need.

“Please,” he cries. “The moon.”

“I need to find a condom,” I insist. “But I was tested before I came here if...”

“Me too,” Kai wails. His answer makes no sense as he was always here, but I know he means that he’s been appropriately tested.

I've never wanted to spend more time with any man before Kai, and now I don't have the time I want. I will have to savour this man next time, starting first thing in the morning and dragging our affection out all day.

Pressing my cock head against his hole, I gently push forward. Watching my cock disappear into his hungry hole nearly breaks me, but I'm not ready for this to be over yet. Bottoming out, I lean forward and press a kiss over his lips. He opens up for me, allowing me to kiss him deeper as my pelvis starts rocking against him.

“Faster, please,” he groans.

A sweat-like sheen appears across his smooth skin, but I don't pull away. I'm going to fuck this fantastic man until he becomes an octopus. I know what to do when he changes; the night tank is beside the bed.

My mind drifts between holding back my release and what I will do when this man succumbs to the magic clinging to this family. A smooth pressure against my hole draws me back to the moment. My balls threaten to explode as the wet tip breeches my hole. The orgasm doesn't come as a tight pressure tightens around my balls. Suspecting what I'll find, I glance down, confirming Kai now has tentacles where his legs had been. “God, baby. Use me as you want.”

With my reassurance, the tentacle pushes inside. I'm a strict top, but I know what a bottom likes. Now I know how it feels. To both fuck and be fucked by my man is a surreal feeling, but I focus on his pleasure while he does his best to break me. The tentacle inside me feels fantastic; it is so full, and the way it moves is out of this world. I gasp, alternating my thrusts to enjoy pushing into his tight body and then pushing back against his firm tip.

Tentacles slide across my body, caressing my skin. I reach for one, letting it glide around my wrist. It's so smooth and flexible.

“You're beautiful,” I compliment.

His eyes are clenched. He is fighting against the change, but he is losing. “Let go, Kai. Come for me, baby.”

I slam my hips into his body as he caresses my prostate. With a roar, my orgasm bursts free, and I see stars for a moment.

As my senses slowly return, I realise I'm kneeling in bed over a mottled octopus with purple, cream, and black skin. I see his wall coverings in a new light. Maybe self-portraits, camouflage, or a child’s memory of his octopus mum.

“I love you,” I tell the slimy creature, and then it slaps a tentacle against my hand.

I've just been high-fived by a cephalopod.

“Right. Let's get you to bed.”

The octopus moves across my hand, wrapping around my arm so I can carry him across to the large tank against the wall. I climb the steps to reach the top of the tall tank, submerging my hand in the cool water. The octopus slides free, and then a tentacle grips around my hand. This is Kai asking me if I'm okay with this.

“I love you, baby. You are beautiful.”

Obviously, I'd rather have post-sex snuggles instead of heading to bed alone, but this will be my life now I've chosen this man over my career.