Page 23 of Entranced By the Nakken (Freedom, Love, Monsters #4)

Tsunis

Tsunis’s entire existence lulled as wave after wave of Casimir’s seed filled them.

It was smooth and slick and hot as it hit that special spot, not the heavy, textured ejaculate that nakken expelled during an egging cycle.

Tsunis would never become heavy with a clutch from Casimir’s seed, but they’d always pictured their mate as the bearer.

In that moment, Tsunis realized they didn’t care if having a clutch together wasn’t meant to be. The human in their arms was an impossible moondream come true. Life with him was enough.

Through the drunken haze of being filled by their mate’s life nectar, Tsunis heard Casimir’s words and knew bore weight to humans.

Casimir’s shoulders shook, his hips jerking through the aftershocks of an intense orgasm.

An orgasm Tsunis had curated. An orgasm Tsunis had greedily swallowed into their own body.

They chuckled and kissed the top of Casimir’s head in the loving fashion he often did to them, but rarely were they tall enough to reach their masste’s crown.

“You don’t have to say it back. I know it’s only been—”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Tsunis chided. Letting their legs fall from Casimir’s waist, they drifted down, using their fins to stay eye-level. “I marked you within a week of meeting. You still don’t understand the levity of my mark. To say this word of yours, love, it is not enough.”

A rare blush darkened Casimir’s cheeks, and he tried to stifle the moment with a kiss. Tsunis grasped his throat and held him back.

“It’s time you understood. I want you to know exactly what you mean to me.

It was reckless of me to bite you so soon without you knowing the depth of my actions.

” A frown twisted their lips, but they pushed forward.

“Like humans with oxygen, I would not survive without water. My existence has been one of war and chaos. To find a mate and share a spirit song was an unattainable moondream. A fantasy of someone else’s life. Never my own.”

Casimir’s hands smoothed up and down their arms, and only then did they realize how intense they’d become. Tsunis took a deep breath and attempted to smile, taking Casimir’s cheeks in their palms.

“You are my water. My oxygen. You are woven into my spirit song. You are my peace, my reverie. You fulfill all the moondreams I never dared to claim. You are my mate. Of course, I love you.”

Tsunis licked away the salty droplets of water that leaked from Casimir’s golden eyes then kissed him deeply, hoping they’d said enough. If Casimir was upset about having their mate mark thrust upon him, he didn’t show it.

“Enough.” Tsunis whipped Casimir around, smirking at his surprise when his back hit the rock wall and Tsunis pinned his wrists. Their silly mate often forgot that Tsunis was a decorated warrior and could easily overpower him should they choose to. “I promised you more.”

Casimir’s shock gave way to anticipation. He tried to reach for them, but Tsunis held firm.

“Not here.” Tsunis leaned close, watching their mate’s reaction to every dirty word they uttered. “I’m going to have my way with you, mate, the way I’ve pictured every day since you offered me your blood.”

“Oh? And how’s that?”

“We’re going to the brook, where I will toss you over that damned rock and mount you properly.”

“Oh, fuck.”

“Yes, Nymphaiia. I’m going to fuck you so full, your pouch will show itself.

” Tsunis’ inhuman jaw loosened, their mouth filling with saliva.

“I’m not on my cycle, so we won’t know if you can take my clutch yet.

We’ll work up to that.” Tsunis fixed both of Casimir’s wrists into one hand, the other drifting below the water to graze Casimir’s abdominal muscles, rubbing a thumb over the lowest part of his belly.

“Regardless. Today, I’ll fill you with so much slick, we’ll see a preview of how you’ll look rounded with my clutch. ”

“Tsunis.” Something about his tone made Tsunis drag their reverent gaze from his stomach to his face, where they found both lust and apprehension. “You do know that I’m, you know. I mean, as hot as that sounds, babe, I don’t know if that will work.”

Tsunis smiled wickedly. “It will be fun to pretend.”

With one last kiss, Tsunis dragged Casimir under, allowing the river’s stream to sweep them up. The river’s flow was working on their side today, their magic more powerful than ever. It took only three ticks of moonlight before they surfaced at their destination.

Tsunis soared out of the water and slung their mate over one shoulder. Strong hands grasped both their butt cheeks and squeezed. Tsunis growled and smacked the finely-sculpted behind, tempting them from their shoulder, eliciting a deep groan.

“And you call me the brat,” Tsunis grumbled.

Casimir giggled and joyously continued toying with Tsunis as they walked. A sudden glob of saliva dripped between their cheeks, causing them to clench. Casimir encouraged the wetness down, circling their hole with a spit-coated thumb.

Tsunis webbed their hands and feet, crawling to the top of the boulder before the digit could breach them. They tossed the human onto the mossy stone and leered above him on all fours.

“Please,” Casimir whined.

Pink-cheeked and begging for Tsunis to fill him, Casimir was breathtaking.

This was a side of him they’d yet to see, and they knew the only way to get their playful, confident mate back in his usual state of mind was to fuck him fuller than he’d ever been.

The image brought a maniacal grin to their face, their jaw splitting to accommodate two extra rows of teeth and a long, wide tongue.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful. Oh, fuck.” Casimir’s legs clenched together, softened cock twitching.

What a monster they must look to their human mate, arms and legs bent outward at inhuman angles, webbed hands and feet gripping the stone, mouth full of teeth splitting their face, and tentacles engorged with slick dripping over Casimir’s thighs.

Yet, instead of fearing for his life, he called them beautiful.

“Mine.” Tsunis let their long tongue lull from their mouth, beyond pleased when Casimir’s eyes widened then fluttered with lust. “Say it.”

“Yours.”

Oh, goddess. All his typical bravado had melted away. They could get addicted to this sight.

“Open for me.” Without waiting, Tsunis unlatched Casimir’s clenching knees, quicker than any human could, and hooked them over their shoulders.

Casimir’s bottom hole clenched prettily as they bent him to their will and curled their arms around his muscular thighs, using webbed hands to spread him open. They blew softly, watching the muscle react. “Very good. You will take me so well, mate. Tell me, who do you belong to?”

“You!”

Casimir’s wails became guttural as Tsunis licked the rim of the pretty clenching hole, then closed their mouth around it and sucked.

“Again,” they commanded.

“Y-you, Tsunis.”

With their lips pressed to Casimir’s tiny hole like a kiss, Tsunis hummed their approval. They laved every ridge of the band before slipping inside. The muscle seized, trying to suck their tongue deeper. Tsunis obliged.

“I’m—oh, fuck—I’m yours!”

It was nearly impossible not to spill hearing those words tumble from Casimir’s mouth, over and over, along with their name.

Tsunis fucked the softening hole with their tongue, vigilant that their tentacles remained coiled in the way that Casimir called their flower bud, allowing the vessel to collect as much slick as possible.

Despite their vigilance, a steady stream of thick, clear fluid leaked on the boulder.

Lengthening their tongue, they retreated and used their arms as leverage to rock him, up and down, up and down, sloppily licking his seam all the way to the stretched skin connecting his sac to his shaft.

“Please, Tsunis, I’m yours, please,” their needy mate said between heaving breaths. “Please fuck me.”

Tsunis chuckled, resisting the urge to reach down and squeeze the heavy bulb between their legs. “Not yet.”

“Why not?”

Tsunis quirked a brow and returned their attention to Casimir’s hole, which was soft and open enough that they saw the darkness within. They met his indignant stare and licked the rim, shivering at how it cinched, pleading with them as much as its owner.

“Settle, brat,” Tsunis teased. “I warned you. I’m going to fill you all up, until you’re plump with my slick.

” Casimir groaned, his hands, which had been fisting the moss, flew to Tsunis’ hair and tried to force their face back to his hole.

They denied him, flicking their tongue over their thin lips. “Then, when you are so full of slick…”

Tsunis trailed off, knowing it would drive him mad. They plunged their tongue deep, deeper than before, swiping circles round and round the channel before pumping three times, hard and fast.

“Th-then what? Oh, unnff—Tsunis!”

Casimir’s hands were a vice in their hair. His ankles locked around their shoulders, and he rode Tsunis’ tongue. It was so carnal and delicious, they could take it no longer.

“Then,” they growled as they crawled over their mate like a savage monster. They gripped his jaw and promised, “Then, I will make it leak from you. Slowly. I’ll press it from your belly, if I must. I’ll play with it—and you—to my heart’s content.”