Page 26 of Tentacles for Christmas

“No,” I shook my head as my smile faded. “I’ve never met another octopus shifter. Since I don’t remember my parents.”

Cam looked at me for a moment before shifting closer to whisper a breath away from my lips. “Can I kiss you?”

“Yeah,” I whispered back, in awe that this beautiful creature wanted me. “Any time.”

“I’ll take you up on that,” Cam smirked before pressing their lips to mine.

Using my hands at their lower back and neck, I pressed Cam closer, wanting to taste them. We hadn’t brushed our teeth, but I could still taste the salty-sweet essence of Cam as I tangled my tongue with theirs.

When I thought my shift was about to burst free without my permission, from the sheer pleasure their kiss brought me, Cam pulled away. Before I could ask why they stopped, Cam nudged my nose with theirs. The gesture was adorable and sweet, and I found I wanted any and all touch Cam wanted to give me.

“I like you,” I blurted without thought. Cam blinked at me as their eyes crinkled at the corners. “I like you, too, Rowen.

“I mean. I really like you,” I clarified, in case my point wasn’t clear. I hadn’t planned to say anything, but once it was out there, I needed to be sure Cam understood my feelings. “I want to see more of you. If you want. If you’re alright after seeing and hearing more about me?”

Cam pressed a chaste kiss to my lips and sat up. I thought he was going to make some excuse to leave, but he held his hand out. “I want to see more of you too. How about I see you in the shower?”

Had I finally found someone who accepted me as I was? I didn’t need to think too deeply about it. I wanted Cam and they told me in words and actions they wanted me as well.

Taking their hand, I stood up to pull Cam’s body against mine. “Lucky for you, I have a shower big enough for two.”

“Then lead the way, Red,” Cam teased, using my nickname with a sparkle in their eyes. I had a feeling they were referring to the color of my tentacles and not my hair, a subtle nod to accepting my shifted form.

A shiver ran down my spine at the implication. Cam might be the perfect person for me, and I planned to find out.

Chapter seventeen

Cam

ShoweringwithRowenwasan experience. One I wanted to repeat often. Rowen’s human body was sexy as hell, all hard muscles, soft belly, and red hair on pale skin. Then the tentacles came out.

Rowen used four tentacles to wash me thoroughly, while keeping their legs and arms human. When I wasn’t busy moaning at how good they felt, I was staring in awe at what a miracle he was.

In movies, shifters didn’t seem to have partial shifts they could control. Rowen felt like he was fully in charge of them, though he admitted getting turned on would lead to shifting his dick away.

Dropping to my knees in the surprisingly spacious shower stall, I took Rowen’s hard cock in hand. “What will happen if I suck you off?”

“From experience,” Rowen started and gasped when I gave him a stroke. Using two tentacles on my shoulders to steady himself, he used two more to brace himself on the wall. “My tentacles will all come out. But keep going and we’ll find out.”

The subtle dominance of Rowen’s request had me whimpering as I licked his tip. I wasn’t sure which outcome I wanted, as both soundedhot. Would he be so turned on that his control slipped? Or would I get to be the first person to make him come like this?

Sucking him into my mouth, I lathed around his uncut head. Rowen shook and moaned, the sound loud in his tiled bathroom. The shower stall alone was the size of my whole bathroom, and I wanted to try out the tub as well.

The man was an octopus shifter, I shouldn’t be surprised he had a thing for water.

Speaking of water, I looked up through my lashes to find Rowen’s body shielding me from the blast of the shower. The man thought of everything, and I wanted him to stop thinking.

Taking him deeper, he hit the back of my throat. I fought my gag reflex and felt my throat constrict around Rowen’s cock.

“Fuck,” he roared, and his cock pulsed in my mouth with his sudden orgasm. Pulling back, his release hit my tongue, a similar taste to the come from his tentacle the night before.

Licking and sucking down every drop, I shuttled my hand over my cock before Rowen’s dick slipped from my mouth. His legs and arms disappeared, all eight tentacles coming out to play. I didn’t have time to react before I was being lifted and pinned to the shower wall. Rowen’s tentacle wrapped around the base of my dick and he took me into his still-human mouth.

Crying out in pleasure at the combination of being manhandled and the suction of his hot, wet tongue, I came suddenly. Shaking in his hold, Rowen’s tentacles held me aloft, with only my toes touching the shower floor. He sucked me dry before lowering me to rest in the cradle of his arms.

“Guess I can make you come before you shift,” I pointed out, still catching my breath.

Rowen chuckled into my hair. “Guess you can.”