Page 27 of Entranced By the Nakken (Freedom, Love, Monsters #4)

Casey

Two Years Later

“Oh, my favorite couple! Oh, my, oh, it’s so good to see you both!” Casey’s mom gushed, both hands clutching herself like her heart might leap right out of her bosom.

To be fair, it’d been a while since their last visit. Since moving to New Glacis, where Tsunis was recognized as a decorated war hero and granted riches beyond belief—not to mention the sheer beauty of the fucking place, which would take ages to explain—coming back to ‘reality’ was a challenge.

“Greetings, Martha,” Tsunis stated, and though they appeared stoic, Casey could hear their joy. It was because of them that Casey made sure to visit home occasionally.

“Come in. Come in. I was just about to frost the cupcakes, I’m so sorry they weren’t ready in time!” Mom quickly squeezed them both, a little tighter than necessary.

“Quite alright. I’d be honored to help.” Tsunis offered, and Casey barely managed not to roll his eyes.

Back home in New Glacis, Tsunis spent too much time in the lily garden to bake much, and enough time in their sweet nymphaiia’s below-the-belt garden to work up an appetite. Casey was getting used to the cuisine, but they fried things, thank fuck, so it wasn’t too foreign.

Dad yelled hello from the living room, promising to come visit after the game. To Casey’s surprise, Natasha came bounding down the stairs.

“Tash!” Casey lifted Natasha when she leapt into his arms. She may be in college now, and a diligent worker bee, but to him, she would always be Little Tash, his Jenga rival and biggest cheerleader.

“Does no one here go by their full name?” Tsunis scowled.

Mom laughed, squeezing their arm and pretending to whisper. “He calls her that because she hates it. Siblings, right?”

“I see.”

“But I’m sure that’s not why you call him Casimir, because you don’t have a drop of orneriness in your blood, unlike my children, who are doused in it.”

“I call him Casimir because it is a strong name,” Tsunis intoned.

Mom beamed. “It is, isn’t it? Honestly! His trouble was thinking he was expected to go with the grain.” She narrowed her eyes at Casey and leaned closer to Tsunis like this had been a private conversation. “He was always meant for greater things.”

“Yeah, like literally disappearing through a fucking magical portal and leaving me here,” Natasha teased, shoving Casey. “Jerk.”

“You’re welcome to come visit, Tash, but you’re too busy partying every night.” Casey knew she didn’t party much. She was more likely to be found studying or competing in some kind of smart person thing, like chess or debate.

“Whatever. I’m definitely going to visit this summer. I promise.”

Tsunis and Mom had left them behind and were frosting chocolate cupcakes with bags of pink frosting. Casey leaned against the door frame to drink the moment in, light as a helium balloon. Mom was talking Tsunis’ ear off, naturally. A light smile sat on their lips as they listened attentively.

Casey didn’t care if they were talking about him or about life in New Glacia. Seeing his mate this way, all domesticated with frosting drips on their wet-hemmed dress, made Casey want to both melt into a puddle and yank them back through the portal to their bed at the same time.

“I like you like this,” Natasha said quietly. Casey turned to see her observing him as intently as he’d been watching the precious scene in the kitchen. “All in love and shit. It was tiring having to keep up with all your flings.”

“I rarely talked about that shit with you.”

“Yeah, because if you had, I would’ve had to keep a journal to remember their names.” She waggled her brows before lowering her voice. “But seriously, I can’t wait to see your new home. Are you guys still trying for, you know. . .?”

A sly smile slipped out, and Casey bit his lip to hide his excitement, lest his mom choose that moment to glance their way and get all nosy. Natasha was the only one Casey’d told about the tidbit of information Dr. Billings had shared that day, ages ago, when she fixed the portal.

“We were waiting until the nursery was ready. Finished it yesterday. Apparently, I’m going to be useless while I’m. . .” He trailed off, glancing at Mom who was still deep in conversation with his mate.

Natasha leaned into Casey’s space, smirking, brows high and accusatory. “Pregnant. While you’re pregnant, Casey.”

“Shh!”

Natasha laughed, drawing everyone’s attention. Tsunis’ gaze met Casey’s, and they shared a knowing look.

When they’d eaten their fill of cupcakes and roast, they visited Sophie’s to discuss the logistics of their upcoming tour.

While South of Misery hadn’t won the contest at The Social Scene, Tsunis had introduced them to a prolific producer from their youth, and the band was growing popular in New Glacis.

Sophie was the first to visit their new home, and it was safe to say she knew she was an important person in Casey’s life, trusted and loved. Mission accomplished.

After an impromptu jam session, they returned to the brook where it all began. Casey ran his fingers along the boulder and smiled, recalling that one time he’d accidentally formed a blood contract with a malevolent water spirit. “Remember when I was just your pupil?”

“Tonight,” Tsunis declared. “It’s time. I cannot wait any longer.”

Casey’s smile turned feral. He wrapped a hand around Tsunis’ neck, letting his thumb skate over the bottom of their fin. “Me either. I want your eggs, Tsunis.”

Tsunis growled, and in the next moment, they were below water, flying toward the portal home.

Casey clung to Tsunis’ velvet-scaled neck, kissing and nipping at them the whole way, even as they navigated the bustling tunnels of New Glacis to their castle-slash-cave of a home.

The lower two levels were full of water and opened into a ‘yard’ large enough for their little one to swim and play in.

When they breached the surface to the upper half of the home, Casey barely perceived the nerves underneath the lust. Too horny to wait, he scooped Tsunis up the moment they shifted forms, both hands cupping perfectly sculpted ass cheeks.

Their lips never left each other as Casey took the stairs two at a time, barging into the bedroom hard enough for the door to crash against the wall.

Darkness laced Tsunis’ chuckle. Casey threw them on the bed and started to climb above them, but Tsunis, being the Glacisian warrior they were, chopped Casey’s leg out from under him and shoved his chest at the same time, effectively reversing their roles.

Fucking damn, it was so hot when they tossed him around like he wasn’t a decently bulky dude twice their size.

Being back in their homeland, a retired warrior with a mate and no daily duties, allowed their soft side to thrive in the garden and their sexy, rough side to make more appearances than ever.

Casey loved all of it. All of them. His life was perfect. After tonight, it would be even more perfect.

“You’re so eager to be bred, Casimir. Do not worry. I’ll give you all that you need.”

“I’m not the only one who’s eager,” Casey growled, leaning up for a kiss only to be pinned down by the throat.

“Oh, sweet mate, I’ve longed for this moment well before our first kiss.”

Their thumb caressed the spot that bore pinpricks on his neck.

The mark had turned a shade of blue that matched Tsunis’ eyes as soon as they first passed through the portal.

Something about the properties in the water here, mate marks, mate bonds…

all the romantic shit Sophie had warned Casey about. Oh, and fucking gills.

“I remember,” Casey chuckled throatily. “You got carried away and made me yours after one little kiss.”

Tsunis hummed and leaned down, licking from Casey’s clavicle to his jaw, pausing to nip his earlobe.

“I regret nothing. And my kissing skills have much improved.”

“Have they, now?” Casey rasped. “Prove it.”

Their lips met in an embrace that contradicted the hand grasping Casey’s throat. Soft, velvety scales dragged over his thighs, which he widened to allow his smaller mate to fit between them.

Slick and ready tentacles caressed Casey’s rim, mimicking the way Tsunis’ tongue tangled with his, swallowing down his moans.

“You are everything,” Tsunis uttered. “Soon our family will grow, and they will know love in two realms.”

“Don’t forget.”

“Mine,” Tsunis growled.

A tentacle wrapped around Casey’s length, then two, pumping him while more worked to stretch his hole wide.

“No more waiting, Tsunis,” Casey said on a whimper. “Give me your eggs. They’re mine. Give them to me.”

Tsunis’ tempest gaze snapped to his, the words they’d used from long ago snapping something inside them. No longer were the tentacles sweet and slow. They coiled tightly and squeezed inside with ease, thanks to the extra slick produced during Tsunis’ egging cycle.

A few deep thrusts and Casey exploded, his cum coating the space between their stomachs. Tsunis dropped their forehead to his, and Casey tangled his hands in their silvery strands, maintaining eye contact as bliss took control of his mate’s movements.

Tsunis’ eyes glazed, their hips stuttering. The smallest of their tentacles poked around, so deep inside. He wrapped his legs around Tsunis and used the leverage to fuck upwards, impaling himself over and over.

With a melodious roar, Tsunis erupted, releasing their clutch deep in his willing body. This wasn’t the slick, viscous fluid that Casey was used to. It was thick and heavy, textured with hundreds of tiny round beads. Eggs.

Casey groaned. Everything went black but for white-hot bliss as the pearls worked his prostate on their route up his channel. It was a strange new sensation, one that had waves of pleasure wringing a few last drops of cum from his cock.

“What a pretty sight. You are goddess-blessed, taking my eggs like this, my sweet Nymphaiia,” Tsunis rambled.

They’d recovered their wits enough to sit back, their left hand holding Casey’s knees wide while their right caressed the growing pouch of his belly.

“The moment we’ve trained you for. Plump and round.

By the goddess, how are you really mine? ”

Casey was nowhere near able to speak. Itty-bitty marbles massaged his insides, filling him, pooling in the spot his body had created to carry Tsunis’ young. It was a new erogenous zone, which they’d been filling with Tsunis’ slick for two years now.

He tried to sit, but his elbows failed to lift his weight. Tsunis swiftly cupped his lower back and stuffed pillows below him, the angle of their shifting causing the eggs to knead the inside of his brood pouch.

“Unnfff, ohhh, Tsunis!”

“You’re doing so well, mate,” Tsunis crooned. They’d gone back to admiring Casey’s growing belly, petting it sweetly. “The sight of you like this will forever be fossilized in my mind. My perfect human mate, so full of my eggs. How does it feel, sweet one?”

Casey’s perpetual groan deepened when he looked down for the first time. “Fu-huuu-huuuck!”

Tsunis chuckled, their gaze flicking to his for a brief moment, full of love and adoration. Gripping Casey’s knees, they pumped forward once, shoving the textured cum deeper, forcing more to spill over into Casey’s brood pouch.

They’d spent the past years preparing Casey’s body for Tsunis’ clutch, but it was something altogether different to experience. The naive version of himself that’d allowed Tsunis to fill him with slick on the boulder back home had thought that was as distended as he could get. Nope.

At its fullest, Casey’s belly could easily pass for a human in their second trimester, which was a sight he was used to by now. The image was always accompanied by two wide, webbed hands doting on him. It was the bumps along his skin that were new.

“Words, Casimir,” Tsunis commanded in that tone. “How does it feel to be full of my clutch?”

“F-full,” Casey muttered. “Good. It feels so good—unfff.”

Tsunis rolled a thumb over the surface of his plump belly, the beads inside rolling under their touch. Casey let out a wail of pleasure and frustration.

Tsunis chuckled. “Let’s get you under the water.”

Slowly and with great care not to let anything fall from Casey’s overstuffed hole, Tsunis rolled Casey over. Casey’s back plastered to their torso, sticky with Casey’s release. Strong hands held him by the thighs, every step sending the eggs inside him reeling, massaging him from the inside out.

Step. Massage.

Step. Massage.

By the time they reached the watery second floor, Casey’s cock was hard and throbbing.

“There you are, sweet one.” Tsunis’ voice filled Casey’s mind as water embraced them, its warmth a balm on his used body. “Cum for me while you are full of my eggs.”

Casey whimpered, reaching back to grasp Tsunis’ hair as a webbed hand fisted his cock. Too full to move, he was at their mercy.

“My nymphaiia. Cum for me. Now.”

Under the spell of their voice, Casey obeyed, his eyes already drooping with sleep. He was too far gone to hear Tsunis licking his cum from their fingers.