Page 26 of Entranced By the Nakken (Freedom, Love, Monsters #4)

Tsunis

Pre-cycle slick poured from Casimir’s gaped hole, coating Tsunis’ tentacles, dripping low, teasing their bottom hole. The thick fluid flowed from their mate in waves, slowly draining from Casimir’s adorable, inflated pouch.

Tsunis could play with their pretty nymphaiia for hours, days, weeks, but it was Casimir’s first time. If they had any hope for him to take the massive number of eggs that were expelled during Tsunis’ cycle, there was much more preparation in their future.

Still, they could not deny themself a little more play.

They plundered Casimir’s depths with their prehensile tongue, using a scooping motion to encourage more slick from their mate’s supple body. In the end, Tsunis had to press on his deflating pouch to persuade his greedy innards to release the slick.

Casimir’s noises were a symphony like none other.

Their human mate’s thin pre-release liquid dribbled over the tentacle Tsunis had wrapped around the base of his shaft.

Tsunis used Casimir’s little mess to stroke the silken shaft, tracing the heart-shaped underside of its tip.

This earned them another round of mellifluous mewls, which Tsunis could not resist harmonizing with their own primal growls.

On cold and desolate nights, Tsunis had secretly imagined having a mate. The moondream swam in the depths of their mind even when they’d accepted that it wasn’t their destiny.

The music Tsunis and Casimir made together, it was beyond anything they could have imagined.

After some prodding, Tsunis felt the final flood meet the barrier of their tongue. It would be a large one. Slowly, they retreated, and nothing in the 700 seas of Glacis could rip their eyes from the absolute vision before them.

Slick waterfalled from Casimir’s tight hole, thick and heavy, teasing the tentacles that held Casimir wide. Casimir’s clear release joined the puddle of slick as Tsunis pumped his cock. By the change in his cadence, he was close, but Tsunis watched until the final drop of slick was expelled.

“Oh, Casimir. So breathtaking.” Tsunis watched Casimir’s pretty hole clench and ripple over nothing, clearly displeased with the emptiness. “Glacia herself could not have envisioned a more pleasing sight.”

As the cavernous dark of Casimir’s hole pulsated to the rhythm of Tsunis’ spirit song, one thing became clear. Casimir would bear Tsunis’ eggs. Tsunis was sure of it. His body craved it so badly, there was no chance it would not work.

Satisfied all the slick was gone, Tsunis released their grip on the yawned hole.

The band of muscle contracted. It took its sweet time to do so, and showed much reluctance, cementing Tsunis’ belief that their mate would need filling as much as possible, his belly bulged, all in the name of preparation.

Tsunis dragged their heavily lidded gaze up.

Their breath hitched at the sight of Casimir, a human carved by the goddess herself.

He was muscular and yet soft, and bliss radiated from him like his spirit song seeped from his pores.

His large hand cupped his empty abdomen in the most loving way; it nearly made tears bleed from Tsunis’ soul.

Instead, they smirked and placed a webbed hand over his, wrapping the other around Casimir’s stiff, leaking cock.

“You wish to be bred, don’t you?” Tsunis cast a glance to Casimir’s hole, still fluttering sweetly. “The idea of being so full of my eggs excites you.”

“E-eggs?”

“Yes. When my cycle comes, my slick will not be so slick. It will be thick with little pearls.” Which was a pretty way of saying thousands of tiny eggs would shoot deep into his body, a full clutch of offspring.

This was not the right time to explain such things, so Tsunis softened the epiphany by tonguing Casimir’s cock.

“Oh, fuck! Tsunis!”

Casimir sang their name in a melody of moans. Using their widened jaw, Tsunis easily swallowed Casimir’s cock whole. With a decent amount of suction, they flattened their tongue, letting it loll out to tease the sac that held Casimir’s seed captive.

Strong hands grasped either side of Tsunis’ head, and they allowed it, staying utterly still as Casimir fucked their face, rubbing through their hidden row of gills in rapid succession.

Tsunis hummed in satisfaction as the first salty taste of Casimir’s release hit their tongue. Casimir’s hips stilled, and Tsunis took over, forcing the throbbing shaft deep, swallowing over the tip as it exploded precious nectar down Tsunis’ throat.

“Tsunis.”

“Yes, Lily?”

“Will you watch the sunrise with me?” Casimir glanced down at their mess and added, “After a swim, maybe. Far away from here.”

“Anything for you.”

The sunset was indeed a beautiful sight. Tsunis sat bundled between lush thighs as Casimir leaned back against the tree, his large from cocooning Tsunis. They’d never in their life experienced such safety, though they could do without Casimir’s clothing between them, but he’d insisted.

“Tell me more about Glacis.”

“Steamfalls form a veil between Hydra and Fyre, the land of our opposite. Oppositional elements grant the power of healing.” Tsunis paused, considering what else might be interesting, without being too painful to talk about.

“Hmm. Waterfalls go both ways, not only down. This is due to the proximity of the Aeros clouds, home of the Zephyr fae. Hmmmm. There are creatures made of pure water.”

“Like when you go all slippery?”

“Some merlings can liquefy, but waterfolk are made of water entirely. Rainwolves, for instance. They only appear during storms, their bark made of thunder and their teeth destructive as lightning.”

“Are they, like, kept as pets?”

Tsunis snorted. “It would be difficult to keep your hands on one.” Casimir tugged a lock of hair as if to say brat. “But we do have pets. Many merlings have liotis. Loyal creatures. A lioti’s natural defense against predators is to camouflage as nymphaiias, innocent water lillies.”

Casimir stilled. “Wait. Has your pet name for me literally been descriptive this whole time? You think I’m some innocent flower?”

Tsunis laughed. Casimir had never appeared innocent. From the moment they’d met, he’d been rebellious, assertive, and cunning.

“You are not the type to be tamed. Although, come to think of it,” Tsunis tipped back on Casimir’s shoulder. “You do take direction very well.”

A low rumble vibrated from Casimir’s chest. “I’ll have you know, I have never submitted to anyone as easily as with you. Somehow, a sparkly brat has total control over me whenever.”

Before Tsunis could dispute the brat comment, Casimir’s lips were on theirs, and they drowned in him.

Casimir ended the kiss sooner than Tsunis would’ve liked. They prepared to demand he kiss them more, but his next whispered words stopped them short.

“What if we fix the portal tonight? Would you show me your world?”

A ripple of unpleasant emotion froze Tsunis to the spot. They shot a thinly veiled glare at their mate. “I’ve tried everything.”

Casimir smiled, then glanced past Tsunis just as a twig snapped. Someone cleared their throat.

“Not everything,” said a new voice.

Casimir was grinning down at them, but Tsunis was rendered motionless. They must have fallen asleep, for there was no reality in which a stranger would stumble into the special spot at the brook cloaked by portal magic, claiming to have the solution to their ten years of suffering.

“This is real,” Casimir whispered, reading their mind. He kissed the top of their head in the way that made them melt. “Do you trust me?”

Tsunis took a breath and nodded.

“Then hear her out. She can get you home.” Casmir stood, extending his hand to help Tsunis do the same.

A pale woman dressed in full diving gear stood paces away. Her raven hair matched the dark themes of her makeup, blackened lips curved in a warm smile. She gripped a thick, fortified case.

“Hi,” she stated, unfazed by Tsunis’ distinctly non-human appearance. “I’m Cass. I’m here to fix your portal.”

“Impossible.” A lump of seaweed lodged in Tsunis’ throat. Their nails dug into Casimir’s flesh. “How did you get past the barrier?”

“I’ve got my ways,” Cass’ smile grew, and she shrugged one shoulder then lifted the case like its existence was supposed to put them at ease. “And I don’t listen when people say impossible anymore.”

“She’s done this before,” Casimir reassured, his breath skittering over their fin.

Tsunis eyed the woman warily, unable to speak.

“I really have.” Her tone grew serious. “I can get you home. Tonight.” She glanced at the sky, which was a rosy gold. “Well, by the morning. The potion has to settle.”

“So?” Casimir nudged them. “Will you show me your world?”

“I don’t—I don’t know,” Tsunis admitted.

Casimir gasped. “You’d leave me here? Without you?”

Tsunis scoffed and tossed a glare over their shoulder. “Never.”

Casimir’s responding grin was evidence he hadn’t really been affronted. Tsunis grumbled, but Casimir kissed their head and addressed Cass. “That’s their version of a yes. In fact, it was more like a yes, please, thank you so much, and shout out to my dope-ass mate for fixing all my problems—”

“Enough.” Tsunis snarled. Casimir’s laugh reverberated through their bloodstream, providing the strength to address the human who would supposedly repair the portal. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Cass. I welcome your assistance.”

“Why, thank you,” Cass responded with a snarky grin, but she wasted no more time on pleasantries, waving an arm toward the brook. “Lead the way. I have a very nosy crow awaiting my return. He’s a bigger nerd than me, so he’ll be eager to collect more data from our success here tonight.”

The human’s confidence eased Tsunis’ anxiety, a foreign hope filling their soul with music. If she was right—if this worked—Tsunis would go home.