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Chapter 36

Lillian

I can admit that I’m not entirely sure what I’m agreeing to. But when you wake up in an underwater lair surrounded by Titans and the unconscious bodies of your best friends, you don’t just sit back and do nothing.

I have the power to save my friends. And from how Phorkys is making it sound, despite it being more than a little terrifying, it might not actually be all that bad.

Hell, beats filing corporate lawsuit paperwork for a month.

No wonder no one had looked for me. Tiffany had been kidnapped just like I was. There was no one to sound the alarm, no one who knew me well enough to try to figure out what happened when I didn’t return to Chicago. I would get fired from my job whether or not I let Phorkys and Keto fill me with their babies. Not to mention the fact that if I had managed to escape, I’d still have fucking gills to cover up for the rest of my life.

In the back of my mind, a question wriggles. Keto had mentioned she had the power to heal me. That someday, I might be able to have a family after all.

Was that all lip service? Or some thinly veiled attempt to get me to agree to letting her lover breed me?

Deep down, did I think that agreeing to this bargain would heal whatever’s wrong with me?

Erik, fully human and fully erect, stares at me, curiosity in his eyes at my hesitation. I want him so much. But I don’t just want him—we’ve been through hell together. We’re straight-up facing the flames, walking into this thing with eyes wide open, and he’s supporting me.

I can’t imagine a better man. I don’t want to.

I love him. And if I return to civilization after this, he’s coming with me. Either that, or we just live off the grid for the rest of our lives, roasting squirrels and fish and fucking like animals. Maybe Tiffany and Dean will want to live with us, and maybe whatever kids they have will be like ours, too.

Maybe family means more than just a man and a woman. Maybe this whole ordeal has me seeing love and family through completely different eyes.

Erik reaches for me, and for the first time in my life, I know how it feels to be loved. This man looks at me with fire in his eyes. He calls me beautiful, precious, his treasure. And even as I agree to let Phorkys and Keto use my body for their purposes, in the end, it’s him that I want filling me with these children. His gorgeous, sculpted chest hovering over mine. His face breathing into me, his tongue swirling in my mouth. His cock spearing me open and changing my life forever.

I worry that it can’t last. That it’s too good to be true. Even amidst all this ridiculous, apocalyptic bartering of hoards of monsters and eternal curses, a part of me still believes that no man will ever truly want me if he has other options.

I want to ask you something before we get down to it.

A tiny little line forms between his eyebrows, and a shadow passes behind his eyes.

Please. Ask me.

When the Titans set us free, when it’s just you in this body again… I stroke a finger up and down the valleys of his chest. He shudders, and his gills flutter with an intake of breath. Will you still want me? Or has this all just been because of the curse?

His eyes flutter closed, and tiny bubbles shoot out from his mouth as he heaves a sigh. I tilt my head, worried that maybe I’ve read him wrong all along.

This is it, I tell myself. This is where I learn the truth. That this was all just a bunch of horny Titans using his body to find a surrogate, and once Erik is free from it all he’s running away for good.

Tears spring to my eyes, dispersing immediately into the lake around us.

But he was going to let me go. He was going to help me escape this, back on the island, and then he never would have been free.

Why would he do that if this was all a trick?

Lillian, he says, and I force myself to look at him. To truly listen to him.

No matter what he says this time, I’ll believe him.

You are the most enticing human I have ever seen. His eyes open, and they bore into mine with an intensity that takes my breath away. His hands, which have been floating idly at his sides since he was turned back into a human, suddenly wrap around me. He pulls me close, and his whole body is rigid against me, from the tightly wound muscles of his arms to the washboard ripples of his abs, all the way down to the impossibly hard ridge of his cock.

He leans his forehead against mine, and I feel him tighten around me in a bone-crushing embrace.

I have not been with a human woman as a human man in many, many years. My body has had some… enhancements with the curse. Whereas you, in your human form, are perfection personified… I am afraid that, when we escape this and are free once more, I will not be enough for you. I want—so badly—to please you, Lillian. You are the light of my world. I cannot imagine a life outside this lake without you. I love you, my treasure. For now and forevermore, you are my true mate and my heart’s desire. I will always want you.

I tilt my head up, blown away by his words. But I told myself I would believe him.

And staring into those clear gray eyes, I know he’s telling the truth.

I kiss him, and his grip around me tightens. He swallows me with his lips, pressing against my mouth with his tongue until I open for him. He delves deep, before darting back out and sweetly running his tongue along my lips, gently dragging my bottom lip between his teeth.

Oh my god.

He smiles against my mouth, and I realize that that little thought transferred to him as well. I giggle a little, and bubbles pour from my mouth between us. We pull back from each other, realizing at once how different this will be for both of us, from anything we’ve ever experienced before.

It’s not just the fact that we had tentacle sex. With this curse, we’re connected on a deeper level than what’s possible between humans. We speak into each other’s minds, we see into each other’s souls. We have a history that no one else, save maybe Tiffany and Dean, will ever understand, and that’s going to make reintegrating into society a challenge.

My heart pounds as I look up and down his perfect body, remembering all we’ve done together.

He is a literal Adonis. Sculpted to perfection. He says he might change after Phorkys sets him free, but I think he was mostly talking about his giant wang—which, to be fair, is bigger than I strictly need on a regular basis anyway.

Besides, with the type of sex we’ve had? We’ll probably be investing in a colorful collection of toys once we’re back on the mainland anyway.

I think about how my body will change with all of this. The brood of eggs. Erik might know what it’s like to shift into a giant squid, but I’m going to become an actual monster before this is over.

He tilts my chin up with his finger. He searches my face with such love, I think I might burst. Then he grabs onto my hips and pushes me up, floating me above him and kissing his way down my body until his face is level with my chest.

I want to explore and taste every inch of you.

Okay.

He kisses me again, sweetly this time, tracing the curve of my breasts with his lips. Slowly, he moves across my body, drifting up to my neck and my collarbone, reaching down lower around me to cup my ass with his giant hands. I moan, and the vibration of my chest resonates through both of our bodies, bubbles floating lazily above our heads. He raises my body again and latches onto a nipple, sucking it into his mouth before releasing it with a pop and swirling away the tenderness with his gentle tongue.

I feel the giant ridge of his cock twitch against my leg, and in that moment, I want him inside me more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

Erik! I want you. Just you. This one time, before…

I leave the rest unspoken, but he seems to understand.

Before I’m prepped for breeding. Before we become monsters again.

Before my body becomes a tool for the Titans, I want to be with him as we are. As we met. As we fell in love.

One more time.

His eyes meet mine. The swirling cyan shadow that lets me know Phorkys is lingering below the surface winks out, and in its absence I’m met with the beautiful, crystalline silver eyes of my Viking warrior.

My heart leaps to my throat. He nods, and together we float down to the soft, sandy bed of the cave.

Gently, he lays me out across a bed of drifting lake grasses, lowering his mouth to my breasts. I feel his tongue lap at one nipple as he teases the other with his fingers, rubbing small circles with his thumb. The slight current of the water around us makes me feel weightless as I arch into his touch, my hips rising easily so I can rub my lower lips against his cock. His whole body tenses, and his lips close around my nipple. An electric sensation zips from my breast down to my core, and I feel a warmth spreading between my legs.

It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t have tentacles. Erik is a man that knows how to use his human fingers and mouth and cock just fine.

This man… I need him. Now.

Please, Erik.

He lifts his eyes to mine and nods, releasing my nipple and tweaking the other, sending another zing of pleasure between my legs. I buck my hips forward, the movement oddly slow in the heavy water, and he lines himself up with my entrance.

It’s heady to watch him rub his cockhead up and down my glistening seam. He’s going to stretch me out in the most delicious way. Fill me utterly and completely with his human cock.

And next time, I’ll be filled even more.

That thought sends a barrage of lewd images flicking through my brain, and I’m shuddering even before he enters me. Just the thought of him spilling his seed inside me, filling me full, his semen bursting through my cervix and flooding my womb with his cum is an idea that I’ve never pictured before, but now that I’ve imagined it it’s all I can think about.

And that, combined with the sensation of his cock spreading me wide as he slowly thrusts himself inside me all the way to the hilt, is pushing me hurtling towards oblivion already.

Is this the curse? Or have I had a breeding kink this whole time?

Erik smiles at me, a laugh rumbling through his chest.

Man, this being so horny I can’t control which thoughts transfer and which ones stay inside is a real pain in the ass.

I would be happy living with you for the rest of my life, my treasure. But if Keto keeps her promises… maybe, someday, I could fill you with my children, too.

And with that thought echoing in my brain, he pulls out almost completely and thrusts inside again, pulling my hips down until I’m seated on the base of his cock.

As I feel him split me open, stars erupt behind my eyes. It’s as if the heat and desire that Keto spun within my belly was a balloon about to pop, and he just pierced it with his cock. An explosion of pleasure erupts within me. Wetness gushes out between us as he pierces me again. I’m already convulsing around him, wave after wave of pleasure engulfing me.

He reaches between us to rub my clit with his thumb, and my legs fly straight out, jerking wildly with my orgasm until he shifts us, hoisting my hips with his strong arms and forcing me to meet him thrust for thrust.

He braces my ankles on his shoulders, wrapping one arm under my back, still tracing tantalizing circles around the tiny bundle of nerves with his other hand. All the while, his cock pushes inside me again and again.

My eyes roll back in my head. Impossibly, the pleasure builds even more. Despite feeling like I’ve come a dozen times already, a secret, deeper peak lingers in the outer reaches of my awareness, my body convincing me that there’s a bigger climax waiting for me at the end.

His rhythm grows more erratic, his fingers on my waist digging in tighter as I become delirious with pleasure. Are his eyes flicking between cyan and gray again? Are mine? Is this real?

Eyes!

Every fiber of my being protests as I search within myself for that unbreakable connection: Erik and me, our bond, our love. I find him, his human eyes locked onto me as he loses himself inside me, his body tensing at last as he finds release.

The walls of my pussy swell and spasm around him, and I finally fall apart.

I scream, the sound actually reverberating around the chamber as a deep, unfamiliar voice erupts from me. Erik thrusts again: once, twice, three more times, before he grunts in harmony with me, and I swear I can feel his cum shooting inside me. Thick jets of it, deeper and deeper, with every involuntary shudder.

He collapses on top of me, bumping gently into the sand and grass as we come down from our orgasms. Minutes pass, and I’m still trembling with aftershocks, curling my fingers in his thick, long hair.

Kiss me.

He obliges, pressing his lips to mine, and I feel my pussy tighten around his softening length again. With his tongue and lips entwining with mine and his cum filling my every crevice, a sweet heat spreads throughout my whole body. My inner walls flutter gently around his cock, which gives a few spent twitches, and we slowly come down together. Our lips and arms and legs locked together in a perfect, warm embrace.

A moment later, he rolls to my side and snuggles against me, running his fingers in light, lazy scratches up and down my body, sending little tingles racing across my skin.

That was amazing.

We both think it at the same time. I giggle, and he chuckles beside me.

Rest now, brood mother. When you awake, you will feel pleasure you’ve never known possible.

I shuddered at the monster’s voice, my imagination running wild at his words. How could pleasure be any better than that?

As Erik’s cum dribbles down my legs, slowly dispersing through the water around us, I wonder once again just what I’ve signed myself up for.

Erik pulls me closer into his arms, and I nuzzle into his firm, warm chest, and together we drift off to sleep.