Page 13 of Not So Stranded (Delaney’s Sea Monsters #3)

Hiaka gave a throaty chuckle. “Come sit. They saved a chair for you.”

He followed Hiaka and Zenori over to an Adirondack chair partially submerged in the water. When Kit sat down, the water came to the middle of his chest, and he gave a sigh as he let some of the tension of their journey leave him.

It suddenly got a lot darker, and Kit realized someone had turned off the lights and the movie projector or whatever it was that had lit up the screen on the other side of the lagoon.

Voices seemed more hushed, and the people around them were disappearing under the surface or settling into different kinds of chairs and cushions all around the lagoon.

“Can I have some elixir,” Kit asked, “so I can sleep here all night?”

He wasn’t sure whose tentacle it was, but he accepted it nonetheless and drank down the dollop of elixir that pooled in the center of it. That warm, slightly buzzed sensation slithered through him and had him sighing again.

“Kit? Why did you tell my dad we’re here to breed?”

Hiaka was leaning against Kit’s leg as Kit frowned at them. “Isn’t that the plan? Should I not have mentioned it?”

“It is, but…” They shared a look with Zenori. “It kind of sounded like you were going to, um…”

“Do you wish to host?” Zenori asked from where they were beside Kit’s chair.

“Oh, well… See, we were talking about Jonah hosting for Primus, and I realized that I could— I mean, we’d talked about hosting, of course, but I hadn’t realized that might mean that I, um… You know… That I could, uh…”

“Host for me or Zenori,” Hiaka said with a smile.

“Yeah.” Kit blushed, feeling like he was late to the party. “I had it in my head that it was just between you two, but now that I know we’re mates…” He trailed off and shrugged, feeling sheepish.

Hiaka surged up between Kit’s legs and caught him into a kiss. “Zenori can knock up both of us right now, if that’s what you want.”

“Oh! Oh, wow.” Kit looked at Zenori who was definitely grinning like a wolf. “Seriously?”

“Hiaka has been producing eggs quite regularly for some time now,” Zenori said smugly, “but we have not taken the final step to fertilize them since everything has been in flux. And I have begun producing eggs since our first sexual encounter as well.”

“So you’re both physically ready like right now?”

Hiaka giggled, combing Kit’s hair back from his face. “It can be whenever you’re ready, Kit.”

Kit pulled Hiaka into a hug, and then grabbed Zenori, too. They sandwiched him between them, tentacles wrapping around everyone, and his future unfolded in his mind.

First, of course, was the fact that eggs would have to be deposited in him, and he had a pretty good idea about how that would happen.

Then he’d be the bloated corpse floating in the lagoon, so he had some hundred or so questions about that.

Then there was the delivery. So many more questions! And then… And then he’d be a parent.

He eased back, and they let him. “What if we waited until after Jonah and Primus have their kids? I don’t want to steal their moment, you know? And I have a lot of questions.”

“So many questions.” Hiaka grinned and tapped their fingers on Kit’s forehead.

Zenori chuckled. “If you didn’t have questions, I would assume you were broken.”

Kit laughed because— Yeah, okay, they knew him well.

“Perhaps,” Zenori said, “we should practice insertion.”

“Oh, definitely.” Hiaka nodded.

Kit gulped a little. “Insertion?”

Zenori gave him a heated look as a slim tentacle traveled down the leg of Kit’s shorts to tease behind his balls. “I will need to thrust my entire cock into your body in order to properly deposit all of the fertilized eggs.”

“Wow,” Kit breathed. He cleared his throat. “Right, of course.”

Hiaka giggled. “That’s what Dad meant about taking advantage of the darkness.”

“Oh my god. Here? With…everyone?” He looked around, but didn’t see much in the darkness. Was he hearing something, though?

“Believe me, no one’s paying any attention. Even you aren’t.”

“What do you mean?”

Hiaka smirked at him. “Listen.”

Oh, yeah, he was hearing what he’d thought he’d been hearing. Some rhythmic splashing, grunts and moans, a whimper here and there, and plenty of whispered pleas for more. He couldn’t quite see anything other than shadowy shapes, but he could hear a whole lot of fucking going on.

A shiver of want went through Kit. He’d never been one for public performances, but the titillation of being surrounded by sex made him feel bold. He couldn’t help glancing around, but then he lifted up and shucked his shorts.

Hiaka was on him in a heartbeat. Devoured by their kisses, Kit clung to Hiaka as he was lifted up and spun around.

Now Hiaka sat in the chair with Kit leaning against them and sitting on their tentacles, his knees spread wide and poking through the chair’s arm holes.

A set of tentacles were suddenly massaging Kit’s asscheeks, pulling them apart, squeezing, and teasing him with waves of warm water.

“What a temptation you are,” Zenori said as they eased up behind Kit. They caressed his thighs and hips with their hands, even delving in to tease at his groin. “I want to fill you completely.”

“Yeah, do it.” Kit looked over his shoulder as Hiaka kissed his neck. “Fuck me, Zenori.”

Fingers teased his hole before one pushed in, driving slick in with it.

That heated drunken sensation slithered through Kit from his ass inward and had him moaning wantonly as his cock firmed against Hiaka’s abs.

He undulated between Zenori’s fingers and Hiaka’s smooth body, desperate for more and more pleasure.

Some of Hiaka’s tentacles moved between them, and suddenly their cock swallowed Kit’s completely. Both of them moaned, and Zenori chuckled darkly behind Kit.

“Hurry. Zen, please!”

Listening to him, Zenori replaced their fingers with their cockhead.

The push and pull of them thrusting deeper and deeper inside him had Kit wailing until Hiaka caught his mouth in a filthy kiss.

Oh, fuck, and it might’ve been to shut him up.

He couldn’t help it! Everything they did drove him wild.

“All of me,” Zenori rumbled in Kit’s ear. “You have all of me.”

Kit was panting and gulping, full in ways he’d never known was possible. “Oh, my god…”

“They’d fill you with eggs then,” Hiaka said, sounding breathless. “One after the next will roll into you and keep you full for a whole week.”

Kit moaned at the thought and tried to clench on Zenori’s cock. He wanted that! He pressed a hand down low on his belly, wishing he could feel those eggs inside him right now.

But then his fingers brushed where Hiaka’s cock was encasing his, and Kit wrapped his fingers around it and started stroking. Now it was him kissing Hiaka to keep them from crying out.

Zenori was moaning, too, their hands wandering all over Kit from his balls to his tits and back again. It was the way they fondled him send Kit over the edge with a throaty groan. His ass spasmed on Zenori’s cock, making them exclaim, and his cock shot down into Hiaka’s.

“Next t-time,” Hiaka managed to say before they came, too. The force of it shot Kit’s cock out of Hiaka’s, cum spraying all over him.

Slowly, so very slowly, Zenori pulled out of Kit’s overstimulated body.

All three of them were shaky and panting as Hiaka switched them around so that Kit was once again sitting in the chair.

As Kit slumped there like a rag doll, Hiaka pulled Zenori into a deep kiss.

Smiling sleepily, Kit watched them caress each other.

When Hiaka rested their head on Kit’s thigh like that was where they meant to sleep, Kit petted their dappled skin and closed his eyes. Zenori leaned against Kit’s other leg and sighed like everything was good in their world. The contentment meant everything to Kit, too, as sleep pulled him down.