Marked by the Sea (Monsters’ Mates #1)

Chapter 8

Amora

Maybe I’ve gone mad. My gaze returns to the two men who can’t be more than a few feet away. I mean, I’m questioning whatever I’m seeing, but I didn’t bat an eye at the merman god that just claimed my virginity. Without even asking. I clenched around him and blushed. If I were in a horror movie, I’d be the first one to die because I got taken without permission, and my whole body lights up at the memory.

Idiot.

As if it can hear me, the sucker above his very large appendage sucks harder, still refusing to let me go. Almost as if in an attempt to draw out my pleasure for as long as possible. My eyes cross, and at least a dozen snake-like things multiply as my vision blurs. When it clears, I watch as they cage in a cute blue-haired man with bluish-green eyes. He is held so tightly he can’t move.

Did they drag him here too?

Drool dribbles from his chin, and my brows jump as I shake my head. Those aren’t snakes, but tentacles. A couple hold his legs open, some caress his thighs, and when my eyes trail a little higher, I notice they’re also squeezing his, well, balls. I’m already warm, cheeks heated, body sensitive as I watch. I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to. He’s so beautiful. One arm wrapped around his waist as a large hand gripped his cock. It almost looks like a flower. My lips parted as light blue liquid drips from his tip and down his thighs.

Definitely not just a man then.

I’m more calm about this than I should be. This has to be a dream or a hallucination. I get a better look at the man. He’s slender, closer to my size than the other two. But he’s muscular, like a fit male cheerleader. My gaze trails past him and stops on the man holding him. If he can even be called that. The tentacles are coming from him. Large purple things with pink suckers on the underside.

Suckers.

My toes curl at the thought. Raising my eyes, I note the long silver hair that clings to his body. The noises the smaller man makes are erotic. I know what he is. My gaze drops, taking in his bottom half. There are no legs there, only a mess of tentacles—large ones.

He’s a kraken.

I remember reading about them in storybooks as a child. Large, monstrous things that sank ships, but those were only lore. At least, that’s what I’d believed. I almost laugh. Of course, we can have dragons, wolves, and bears ruling, but not krakens. He’s not like the ones from the stories. From what I can see, his top half is all man. And although his hair color is odd… it doesn’t negate the truth.

He’s hot.

I seriously have a death wish. Once again, I shake my head at my thoughts. My body bounces lightly with each thrust of the merman’s hips. Does he even have those? I’m already warm, my cheeks heated, as I take in his red glowing eyes. They’re not looking at me, though. They watch where Riftan still moves in and out of me. Now, I’m flushing for a whole other reason. Embarrassment. They’re getting off on us, at our… at my… I push my chest as close as possible to Riftan, but we’re angled so they get a perfect view.

“They’re watching,” I rasp.

“My brothers enjoy a show. Normally, they don’t just watch.”

I gasp.

“Fret not. They’ll get a taste soon enough.” Riftan’s chest rumbled against my cheek. My eyes rounded as I jerked my chin up to look at him. Why did I think he’d have my back? Of course, he doesn’t. He kidnapped me. My brows melded.

“You can’t be…” I move my hips in an attempt to get away from his sucker, but he growls. Yep, actually growls.

“Gods, you’re so fucking tight.”

As if sharing me with his brothers is the most natural thing. He thrusts into me, and when he withdraws, his knot pulls out of me with a pop. I winced as he thrust it back inside.

“You’re done,” a voice snarled. My gaze darted to the blue-haired man as more of the liquid shoots from his floral tip. My brows rise again. Liquid also drips from his nipples. I should look away, but once again, I can’t.

I wonder if it hurts?

“I’m nowhere near done with her,” Riftan huffed.

“Your knot slipped out. You are for now.” The kraken slowly withdraws from the man and presses a kiss to his temple.

“Rowan is wrecked,” he chuckled behind me.

“He is.” Tentacles lifted the man I now know was named Rowan and placed him on a bed of—I leaned forward.

“Is that seaweed?” Two sets of eyes find me. I look at the kraken before I look up at Riftan.

“Yes,” the kraken answered. There’s a gleam in his eyes.

“You sleep on seaweed?” I asked.

“No, you sleep on seaweed,” Riftan chuckled.

“This one’s… odd.” Tentacles wrapped around my ankles, and the kraken moved closer.

“I’m not the odd one here. The three of you aren’t human,” I snapped.

“She’s annoyed that I called her odd…” the kraken started.

“But not angry that she’s a prisoner here,” Riftan finished.

“And you’re the only human here. I’d say you’re the weird one,” the kraken pointed out. That stumped me because he was right. This wasn’t going the way it was supposed to.

“Hex?” Riftan asked.

“Yes?”

“Why isn’t she screaming?” The merman hummed. His claws inched up my sides like spider legs. Each moving together, one at a time.

“I thought you hated when they did that,” Hex, the kraken, answered.

“Excuse me. Even if I were screaming, I’d have every right. You kidnapped me,” I yelled, slapping his chest.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy it,” Riftan teased.

“You don’t know anything about me, and definitely not what I like.”

Then he descends upon me. He was always above me, but now he towers above me, glaring down at me.

“What I know is that you are mine. It matters not what you like. I know what you want and what you will get,” Riftan snarled. My gaze darts to the horns sitting on his head like a crown.

“And what is that?” I spit back, refusing to cower beneath him. I don’t know where it comes from, but I do know I won’t sit by and let them knock me around. Just like when I was riding him, I took. Maybe not as much as I was given, but I still took. I won’t let him, or anyone else here, use me and take from me until I’m nothing but trash they can toss into the sea. I’ll use them right back.

My vision blurs, but this time with unshed tears. This is my only option. Anything else, and I might crumble. I can’t, won’t break in front of them. His eyes darkened. You wouldn’t think they could, what with how light they were, but they did. In their darkened state, they were a breathtaking baby blue. He lowered himself until his lips were by my ear.

“You’ve fought for control with your parents—”

“What do you know of them? You don’t know anything!” I hissed through clenched teeth.

The balls on this man!

I hated thinking about my parents right now. Because even though they’d been cruel to me, even though they forced me onto the boat, and even though I knew why they did what they did—I couldn’t forgive them. I was here, with a merman, a kraken, and a whatever he is, because of them. None of this would have happened if they had left me at home.

“You acted like you wanted it. No, maybe you believed you did, but I know the truth, Gem. You never wanted to be in control. I felt it when I had you pinned beneath me. You put up a fight, but the way you relaxed around me said otherwise. Why? Because you wanted me to win. You wanted me inside you; you enjoyed it. You want me to do what I want with you. You want to be free of all these choices. Without the burden of decisions weighing you down.” His breath was warm on my skin.

“You’re insane,” I spat.

Half in and half out, his cock twitched. Note to self: try not to turn on the merman.

Riftan moved back. I had no choice but to lift my chin and tilt my head back to look at him. There was no smile on his lips, but I saw the light in his eyes. It was like he was laughing at me.

“Maybe, but I was right.”