Page 90 of Secrets of the Void
Planting her hands on his stomach, she looked down at where she rocked. His scales were different here. Slightly parted if she looked hard enough, as though there was a seam.
Was this where...?
Curiosity got the better of her. Though she was already breathing hard, she couldn't stop herself from exploring his body as he had not allowed her to. Where had his cocks come from? Obviously, she'd seen them. She'd had them in her mouth as well.
But she didn't remember exactly where they'd poked through from his tail. On one of the movements where he lifted her just slightly, readying her to bring her back down hard onto his body, she shifted her weight to come down behind the slit in his scales. And then she feathered her fingers over the seam.
The groan he made was downright sinful.
She did it again. Again. Her fingers followed the surprisingly soft, slick skin on either side of the scales until he just... popped out. Suddenly his cocks were right in front of her again, and they were every bit as massive as she remembered. Intimidating, they looked like they were as large as her forearm, if a little narrower.
A foolish voice in her head told her to put her arm up against them, but then he arched up. The hot look in his eyes had returned, and his voice was ragged as he said, "Forgive me, Sisu."
She was about to ask what she needed to forgive him for when he dragged his claws down her back. From shoulders to hip, he destroyed her wetsuit. Tore it right down the back. Then he grabbed the ragged tear and ripped it off her body.
One moment she was clothed, and the next, the top half of her wetsuit was completely gone. He'd torn the neoprene as if it were as thin as paper.
Jaw hanging open, she stared down at herself before looking back to him to see him watching her like a starving man. He stared at her revealed skin, panting and nearly drooling.
"I do not know what you need from me," he murmured. "I fear I might harm you if I do all that I wish."
She took his hands, shaking out the remaining neoprene that still clung to his fingers, and planted them on her hips. "You won't hurt me, Proteus. I am certain of that. Touch as you wish."
It was like she'd unleashed an animal. He lunged for her, his jaw unhinging as his tongue licked the space between her breasts. She was pressed back against his tail, which had come up to give her something to lie against. She tilted her head back, eyes closed as she found herself enveloped by him. He was so big, so long, that it was easy for his tail to loop around her waist, holding her in place as his tongue coiled around one of her breasts.
He toyed with the peak, watching her with an intensity she could feel. Every sucked in breath, every ragged moan, all of it spurred him on.
He played with her breasts for a maddening amount of time. Clearly he enjoyed the sounds she made as he teased her, but then his claws were tearing at the legs of her suit. He pulled them off her far too easily. In the blink of an eye, she was nude, reclining against scales that were so warm she swore they were leaving branded marks against her.
Claws dug into her hips, forcing her to open them so his tongue could slip between her folds. White hot heat speared through her at the touch of his tentacles as well. He didn't need his claws or his fingers to spread her wide, to spear her with his tongue while his tentacles found her clit and sucked.
Ellie fractured into a thousand pieces. She was a galaxy of stars, so many pieces of herself thrown out into the universe, and he was the only thing holding her together. Her legs were shaking on either side of him. Her hips ached from being spread so wide, and still he wasn't stopping.
The groaning sound he made as he licked up every drop of her orgasm had her reaching for him.
He was new to this too, she remembered. He knew what they had done before, and he knew that there was pleasure to be found in touching. But she wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know the last bit that she intended to do with him.
Spreading her hands, she reached between her legs to frame his face. But she had forgotten that his mouth was completely open, and sharp teeth pricked her fingers before she could warn him what she was doing.
Ellie felt the warmth of her blood sliding between her fingers, and she wasn't prepared for the groan that came out of him when he tasted her blood on his tongue.
He tried to flinch back from her, but she caught him.
She watched with fascination as his mouth closed. The muscles contracted, sealing the lower part of his throat while his jaw seemed to hang unhinged for a moment longer.
Ellie spread her blood on the seam at his throat, knowing that he would taste it. The seam there worked in a swallow. A flash of need burned in his eyes.
"Lie back," she whispered. "Lie back for me and trust me."
He clearly hesitated. But then a shadow crossed his eyes, and he touched a single claw to her chest. Right over her heartbeat. "I have always trusted you, Ellie. Always."
It must have taken a lot for him to lie back and just look at her. He wasn't a creature used to giving someone the upper hand. Not that she could have hurt him if she had wanted to. Ellie was so weak and so small, perched on top of him as she was.
She reached between them and palmed one of his cocks. He arched into her, bucking into her fist so his already slick cock would slide through her fingers. She knew he liked that. The tension, the tightness, but she had a feeling it would be much better once it was inside of her.
Guiding the tapered head to her core, she took a deep breath and exhaled as the tip slowly penetrated her.
"Wait," he said, nearly sitting up but lying back down when she slapped a hand to his chest. "What are you doing?"
