Page 37 of Kraken the Seal

He looked nervous. Reaching up, he pressed his palms against the ceiling of the cabin, his eyes closed as if he was scared of my reaction.

“I’m sure it’s…” I started to comfort him, but my words trailed off as I got a look at his mating appendage. I sank to my knees so I could get close and admire it.

“You’re gorgeous,” I murmured. I looked up to find that he’d opened his eyes, staring at me with a combination of hunger and fear. “Can I touch you?”

“Please,” he said with a slight shudder.

I took his kraken cock into my hands. The tip looked the most like a human dick with a rounded head and a slit at the center. The rest of it wasn't human at all. It looked more like a stubby tentacle, and when I ran my fingers up the underside, I felt suckers. They weren't the same as the suckers on his other appendages, these were wider, softer, and with barely any lip around them.

I marveled at the soft, silky texture of him. As I ran my fingers up the underside, he sucked in a breath and shuddered. I pulled my hand away, scared that I'd hurt him. One of his tentacles grabbed my wrist and urged me back to his mating appendage.

“Don't stop,” he begged.

I put both of my hands around him, touching, exploring, squeezing, and stroking. His breathing became uneven, and his entire body was shaking when he pulled away from me.

“If you keep doing that, I'm going to come,” he warned, sinking down to his knees in front of me.

I grinned at him. “What's wrong with that?”

“After I come, I fall asleep,” he said with that irresistible boyish grin. “It's not a normal sleep, it'll be almost like a mini coma. That means I want to pleasure you first.”

I didn't like the sound of that. “Maybe we shouldn't do anything. I don't want you to go into a coma.”

He shook his head. “Please don't say that! It's a natural kraken thing. I only need to pass out for about ten minutes, then I'm fine.”

“Okay, but don't get upset if you wake up on the floor because there's no way I can carry you to the bed.”

He chuckled, and several appendages reached out to lift me up so my face was even with his. “Good point, we should probably move this party to a softer spot.”

With his tentacles holding me, he walked to the bed. He knee-walked to the center of the mattress before laying me down, then straddling me with a knee on either side of my thighs.

When he started unwrapping the blanket, the expression on his face made me feel like a gift he was opening.

Usually guys ripped at my clothes or impatiently tugged at them repeatedly as a way to demand I take them off. Delmar's tentacles moved with slow, deliberate gentleness. By the time the blanket was gone, I didn't feel exposed or rushed, I felt adored.

“I might have mentioned this before, but it's worth repeating,” Delmar murmured, running his eyes over me. “You're beautiful.”

“I know.”

My cheeky response made him burst out laughing. While his human side laughed, his tentacles were exploring my body. I grabbed one and brought it to my mouth for a quick kiss.

I didn't get a chance to press my lips to the tentacle because another appendage made me gasp. It had found my breast and attached a sucker to my nipple.

Oh good god that felt amazing!

Another appendage went to my other breast and sucked, making me moan and arch my back.

“Feels good?” Delmar asked as he leaned over to put his mouth next to my ear. He braced his upper body with both his arms on either side of my shoulders.

“So good,” I agreed and tried to turn my face to his so I could kiss him. A tentacle pressed my cheek, keeping me from moving, and I felt Delmar nip the shell of my ear.

“I can't let them have all the fun,” he said, moving his mouth lower to suck on my neck. As much as I wished I had a comeback, my brain was completely offline. Between Delmar's mouth and his tentacles, I was being hit by sensations too fast to comprehend. I felt slick leaking out of me and suddenly Delmar drew back and pulled in a deep breath.

“Oh fuck, you smell delectable,” he said. “Please, I need to taste you.”

“Yes!” I agreed. I thought he meant going down on me, but he didn't move except for a single tentacle wiggling between my legs. I moved my thighs apart as far as Delmar's legs would allow, giving the appendage access to the most intimate part of me.

The appendage gently nudged my lips apart. I braced myself for it to plunge into me, ready to tell Delmar to stop. I should've known better.