Page 34 of Good Tidings and Tentacles

The feeling was like nothing he’d ever experienced before Ty. This wasn’t a hard thrust and a brief sensation of warmth if he felt anything at all. This was beingstuffedwith something, something round and bulging that just seemed to go on and on. Fuck, now hewasbulging, just a little, and Ty was panting, and all his tentacles were writhing where they were wrapped around Morgan’s body as he planted his seed deep inside of him. One hard brush against Morgan’s prostate as Ty pressed in more and more was enough to tip Morgan over the edge.

He came with a gasp that turned quickly into a scream as one of Ty’s tentacles wrapped around his cock, giving him the perfect amount of pressure. More tentacles stroked across his chest and throat, squirming with shared pleasure. It was a sensoryoverload, every muscle tensing so hard he thought he might snap something as his high finally peaked.

Then he went lax, and Ty finished implanting him and pulled the last of his tentacle back, leaving Morgan a satisfied, fucked-out mess. When Ty shifted back into his humanoid form and laid next to him on the bed, stroking one hand over his abdomen while he kissed the side of his neck, Morgan turned toward him and pulled him into an embrace.

“Worth the wait,” he murmured. “I love it, I love you so much.”

Ty smiled at him. “I love you too,” he said with simple honesty.

Morgan knew he did; he trusted Ty more than anyone in his life. He closed his eyes and settled his head over Ty’s chest. He could hear his lover’s heartbeat, smell the ocean on his skin, taste his sweat. There was no rush to clean up, no dash to move onto the next thing. There was just the two of them, being together.

It didn’t get better than this.