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I nodded. “Please, Daddy.”

“You do ask so sweetly.” Daddy pushed in, and his crown popped through the ring of muscles. I whimpered. He was so big. “Hush, boy. You can take me.”

I could. I wanted to. I lifted a single finger, and he smiled, ramming into me. I cried out from the sudden stretch and pain. Tam lazily kissed my chest, curling their tentacles around my thighs to keep me nice and open for Daddy. I was hard inside Tam again, but they weren’t doing anything more than holding me open and kissing me occasionally.

I was so full. I’d never been this full. But it was more than that. I felt so damn safe with Daddy leaning over me, and Tam curledup on top of me. Daddy thrust into me, and both Tam and I cried out.

“Good sluts. You will both feel this as I fuck you both at the same time,” Daddy growled, picking up the pace and slamming into me.

“More, Daddy. Harder.” It was so good.

“I will break you,” he warned.

“Break me,” I said, meeting his purple gaze. “I belong to you and Tam. Break me so only you two can use me.”

Tam claimed my mouth, and Daddy snarled, pounding into me. I cried into Tam’s mouth. It hurt so good. I wanted it all. I wanted Daddy to use me for his pleasure. I was his fucktoy.

Daddy pounded into me, the bumps on his cock working my inner walls, and Tam rocked gently on my cock. It was all so much. I was so full and happy. I needed this. I’d needed this for so long.

“Please,” I started to ask, but my release swept over me. My hole gripped Daddy’s cock so tightly that it drove it into my prostate, making my release seem never-ending. Tam grunted, painting my stomach with their cum again.

“So perfect,” Daddy growled. “You two are so damn perfect for me.” His cock bucked inside me, and liquid fire filled my insides, making me cry out. Tam pressed gentle kisses to my chin to soothe me. It felt so good, and it never seemed to end, filling up my insides with his essence. Daddy’s release ripped another from me, and then I went boneless on the couch.

Panting, Nyx lay on top of me and Tam, squishing me into the couch. I didn’t even mind that I could barely breathe. Nyx kissed the back of Tam’s head and stroked my cheek with his fingers.

“Both so good,” he whispered. I whimpered, and Tam nuzzled closer to me.

We stayed like that for so long, and I never wanted to move away. Not ever. It was too perfect. Too amazing.

But eventually Nyx took both me and Tam upstairs and deposited us in the bath one at a time before slipping in himself. Tam didn’t like Nyx washing them, but I did, and Nyx seemed to relish the ability to clean me. Once we were clean, we simply snuggled against one another. Content.

fourteen

Painting toenails and confessions.

I bit my lip to keep from moaning. One of my feet was pressed against Nyx’s mouth where he happily sucked on my toes, a tentacle around my ankle supporting the weight of my leg, and the other was trapped in his hands and even more tentacles. He was painting my nails the brightest red I had ever seen. Apparently, he’d ordered nail polish. Someone, probably my brother, though I didn’t want to think about that, had rushed it over.

Tam was lying on my chest, stroking my side while their tentacles slid over my legs. I wrapped my hand around one, gently touching it, and they gave a soft sigh, nuzzling me. I kissed their pink hair, and Tam wiggled closer.

“Can I ask a question?” I asked, voice quiet.

“Of course,” Tam said. “We have no secrets from you.”

I frowned, and I wasn’t alone. Nyx paused for a moment, then went back to licking my toes as he painted the opposite’s nails carefully. Shaking off my confusion, I asked, “How many tentacles do lollikrakes have? I couldn’t find out when I researched.”

Tam broke into a fit of laughter, and heat rushed to my cheeks, setting my face aflame. Nyx pulled my toes from his mouth, dragged his tongue over them one more time, making me shiver, then said, “It’s random.”

“What?”

“I have more tentacles than Nyx,” Tam said, “but Zer has more than me, and they are the same sex as Nyx. It is utterly random. There is no reason that we lollikrakes have ever found.”

Nyx said, “And, truthfully, we don’t care. Many other species are curious about it, but to us, it’s normal. We have so many, smaller and larger, that it doesn’t matter. Like if you looked, Tam has far more slimmer tentacles than I do, but I still have quite a few.”

I hadn’t paid much attention, but in my research, I’d noticed that lollikrakes had varying sizes of tentacles, from thick ones like legs to ones thinner than my smallest finger.

All I responded with was a hum and went back to stroking Tam’s hair. Tam returned to snuggling against my side, and Nyx started painting my toenails again.

After Nyx started on my second foot, he asked, “Why did you leave Terra?”