Page 22 of Entranced By the Nakken (Freedom, Love, Monsters #4)

Casey

Casey couldn’t keep his hands off Tsunis in the rideshare.

Every flick of their hair, every twitch of their ever-present scowl.

The way their lean but muscular thighs looked in those damned fishnets.

The lingering sparkle in their pale eyes when their gazes locked.

It all reminded him of the high he experienced on stage watching Tsunis dance to the song he never could’ve come up with without them.

The only thing that could possibly tear Casey’s attention from the wonder wrapped under his arm was the very specific ding of his phone.

An email notification. One glance at the sender’s name, a brief scan of the email, and his heart soared straight through the roof of the random vehicle shuttling them home.

“Casey, you fucking monster!” Sophie’s voice was shrill with intoxication. “Fuck you!”

Tsunis’ hand squeezed Casey’s knee. Casey stuffed his phone away and kissed their temple, chuckling at the rumbling growl that was imperceptible to anyone not touching them.

“Settle down, Sophie, you’re scaring the driver,” Casey scolded. The stoic driver chuffed, his salt-and-pepper beard bristling.

“No, for real, fuck you, Casey.” Sophie giggled, total unaware of the murder rising in Casey’s lover. Mate. Partner?

“Why you mad?” Casey prodded.

“She’s pissed you thought of that song, and she didn’t.” Noah answered before glugging down half a bottle of water.

“Yes!” Sophie shouted. “I’m fucking livid. I’m, like, homicidal.”

“Sophie.” All eyes snapped to Tsunis at the bloodlust in their tone.

“I’ve thoroughly enjoyed our time together and consider you and your mate some of my only friends in this realm.

” Gratitude melted the tension in Sophie’s shoulders, but Tsunis wasn’t done.

“However, if harming Casimir so much as crosses your mind, human, you’ll find your lungs full of water and your body so far below the waves that it shall never be found. ”

A hush fell over the car, other than the driver’s shocked cough that morphed into gasps for breath. Casey’s own breathing shouldn’t be competing in the Olympic uneven bars right now, but there was an undeniable sweetness to Tsunis’ outburst on his behalf.

Casey grasped Tsunis’ face with both hands and kissed them hard and fast, ready to be out of this fucking car.

“She’s just fucking with me,” he whispered, flicking his tongue out to lick their fin and relishing the way Tsunis’ grip on his knee grew claws.

“Forgive me. I’m not well versed in this realm’s humor.” Tsunis tipped their chin. “But know I stand by my words.”

Sophie’s eyes widened, but by the time they ripped from Tsunis to meet Casey’s, her lips were rounded in a perfect O, and Casey immediately recalled some of the flirty language in the fantasy romance books she’d shared off her shelves after learning of the whole mate situation.

Was Sophie unhinged enough to start shit just to compare the outcome to her romance books? Whatever. He didn’t care. In his mind, Tsunis dominated that little test of hers.

“Your place or mine?” Casey murmured against Tsunis’ jaw. He flattened his tongue on the soft skin there, eliciting a hiss. “I’m hoping for yours.”

Tsunis gave a tight nod.

Another email notification rang out from his pocket, and Casey’s attention split. Covering his pocket protectively with one hand, he slid the other around Tsunis’ waist and impatiently waited for alone time with his mate.

Casey and Tsunis managed to say their goodbyes before stalking into the woods behind Sophie’s apartment complex.

They locked lips and tugged at clothes until they reached the water.

In a tangle of limbs and a confusing flash of light, Casey found himself surrounded by lilies before his dragon mate submerged them completely.

It felt as if he’d become pure liquid, joining the stream like he’d seen Tsunis do before.

Casey’s back slammed against the stone wall of the tranquil spring he’d tracked Tsunis to a lifetime ago.

The thought of that day sent carnal need quaking up his spine.

He knew the power Tsunis held over him and wasn’t ready to succumb just yet.

Before they could open those perfectly fuckable lips, Casey took control.

He reversed their positions, crowding Tsunis and rubbing his aching erection against their hip.

While Casey was strong for a human, he’d experienced Tsunis’ incredible strength often enough to know when they were letting him use them like a rag doll. This was one of those times.

“I watched you in that skimpy skirt all night, baby, dancing to our song, giving me those fuck-me eyes. You like being a little slut for me, don’t you?

Listen close, because I’m not fucking repeating myself.

” Casey used one hand to tug and tease at their left earfin without mercy while his other traveled to their legs, parting their thighs enough to shimmy his own in between.

He rubbed their dripping slit, coating himself in the slickness there, more viscous than the water.

“Come for me, my pretty little dragon, because I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to frown for weeks. ”

Tsunis growled, but Casey took that opportunity to slide a finger between their budding slit, coaxing out a couple of tentacles, which he played with between two fingers until they cinched around his wrist. More promptly followed, dripping, searching, latching onto him.

“Y-you’re lucky you’re cute,” Tsunis panted. They were tilted into his hand, leaning heavily like a cat butting their head for attention. Their lean biceps cloaked the sides of the stone wall, fists clenched so tight their knuckles were pale.

Casey started to chuckle but hissed instead when the appendages surrounding his hand pulsed with such force they sucked Casey’s entire fist deep into Tsunis’ bundle of tentacles.

His forehead dropped to Tsunis’ clenched jaw, hips bucking instinctively. Mumbling curses, he sucked Tsunis’ fin into his mouth. He wrenched his fist away and fed his throbbing erection to the sucking tentacles, which eagerly gobbled it up.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck,” he growled, biting the lobe of Tsunis’ fin. The tentacles pulsed in rapid succession, and it felt like he was being swallowed whole.

Between their pulsing and the cupping suckers, Casey had never felt so ravished before. “Oh, babe, your pretty flower is sucking my cock so fucking sweetly, fuck!”

“Mine.” Nails dug into Casey’s back “Give me your seed, mate. It is rightfully mine. Give it to me.”

“Oh Jesus fuck, Tsunis,” Casey growled, eyes rolling back. “You know I normally can’t deny you when you speak to me like that.”

Tsunis’ next moan ended in a hiss. They snagged Casey’s chin, thumb digging into his cheek while webbed fingers elongated until another nail pierced the other side of his jaw.

“You will not deny me what is mine.” Tsunis seethed in their watery eyes. “Give me your—your cum.”

Fuck, hearing such filth from Tsunis in that goddamn tone.

It was tempting to give in, especially with how their tentacles pulsed and sucked, tugging his shaft in waves with such force, milking him, almost like they could suck him right up inside until he drowned within them.

He wanted nothing more than to do so, but he didn’t want the inevitable cool-down period it would take before he could fuck them again. Not before they’d come, too.

“I will, baby, I promise.” Casey dropped his head to theirs and put both hands on the stone wall and pushed, trying to wrench his cock free. It wouldn’t budge. How had the control flipped on him that quickly?

“Now, Casimir.”

“Ohh, unnfff,” Casey groaned, his willpower almost snapping as Tsunis’ goddamn magical flower power-sucked him harder and deeper, fucking consuming him. “I want this to last.”

The storm clouds in their gaze cleared, the claws in his flesh retreating into a caress.

With all the grace of a mythical water spirit, they rose in the pool to plant a sweet kiss on Casey’s forehead.

They were so much shorter than him, they had to kick their finned feet to do this, their fins grazing Casey’s thighs.

The movement jostled the spot they were joined, and the tentacles grasped tighter, locking snugly onto his dick and drawing it upward with them.

Casey was forced to rise on his toes in the water.

“Casimir.” Tsunis kissed him lovingly and wrapped their legs around the smallest part of Casey’s waist.

Their flower milked his cock, coating him in viscous fluid with every drawling pulse, but everything about them had softened. Tension left Casey’s body, his guard falling with every swipe of their tongue against his.

He drifted weightlessly into their power, all intent of refusing them forgotten until a long, slender tentacle coiled around his scrotum and each of his balls. It pulsed a soft squeeze that had Casey jolting forward.

“It does not end when you fill me with your honeyed cum, my sweet Nymphaiia.”

A pulse, a squeeze, a downward tug. Tsunis’ tentacle played his balls like they were the strings of a fiddle.

“Tsunis,” Casey whimpered. Fucking whimpered. But any further arguments were swallowed by their bratty fucking mouth.

Tsunis kissed him like they could suck his soul straight from his lips, which Casey bet they probably could, usually. Right now, his soul was more likely to get stuck somewhere above his belly button, what with the vacuum hose-style suction going on down below.

“Casimir.” His name was a command. Casey met their gaze, where he found even less mercy. “Fuck your cum deep into my pouch. Now.”

Fucking hell. The sorcery of that dominant tone wasn’t even necessary as another slim, sneaky tentacle slid past Casey’s taint, circling the rim of his ass. Covered in Tsunis’ endless slick, it slipped right inside.

Casey groaned. His knuckles scraped the rock wall. Burying his face in Tsunis’ neck, reality disappeared until nothing was left but the overwhelming sensations of Tsunis’ tentacles.

“Yes,” Tsunis keened, reading his body like sheet music. “Good, Nymphaiia. Fill me.”

Casey’s balls tightened. With tentacles hugging and flexing around him in waves, he could feel the cum being coaxed from his sac, through his shaft, until it released from the tip with an explosion of bliss.

“I love you,” Casey practically sobbed into Tsunis’ neck.