Chapter 10

"Your wish is my command," I say, my voice husky with desire.

My hands find the hem of her sundress, and I lift it off her with a swift, smooth motion. She's left in her underwear, her body a sight that makes my tentacles tighten with need.

"You are the most beautiful treasure I've ever found," I murmur, my eyes drinking in her curves. "My own starfish to cherish and care for."

She meets my gaze, her eyes shining with arousal. "You're so sexy," she breathes. "You must be so strong to carry me back to shore. I… I want to feel that strength. All around me… within me."

The words send a jolt through me, my heart pounding in my chest. "Are you sure, Rey?" I ask, needing to hear it from her lips, needing the affirmation.

She nods, her lips parting in anticipation. "Yes," she says. "I'm sure."

Lying down on the bed, I use my tentacles to scoop her up and place her on my chest. "Then sit on my face," I command, my voice husky.

She gasps at my words, her eyes wide. "I… I don't want to hurt you," she stammers.

I chuckle, the sound deep and rich. "I can breathe underwater, my sweet starfish," I tell her. "I should be able to breathe just fine between your thighs and surrounded by your sweet juices. If I die, I'll die a happy Kraken, worshipping his fated mate."

She reaches behind her, unclasping her bra and casting it to the side. As the piece of fabric falls away, I'm struck once again by the sheer beauty of her.

Her breasts are full and round, perfect fit for my hands. Her large brown nipples tempting me like an oasis in a desert, wanting to latch my suckers on and never let go. Her long brown hair cascades down her shoulders, the ends brushing against her curvaceous body, tickling her skin. Her rich brown eyes, filled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement, meet mine, causing a knot to form in my chest. And those lips… those gorgeous, succulent lips… they make me yearn to hear my name being moaned, screamed from her.

As she leans forward, attempting to rid herself of her underwear, I come to her aid. One tentacle lifts her slightly, giving the others the space needed to slip beneath her and pull the fabric down. She's bare before me, and the sight nearly has me groaning out loud.

With a soft gasp, she shakes her head and shoots me a seductive smirk. "Anxious to get me naked like you?"

"It's only fair," I tease, my eyes raking over her. "I've always been in easy access, starfish."

She begins to move, positioning herself above my face. I can tell she's holding back, not putting her full weight down, but I need her to trust me. "Let go, Rey," I encourage her. "You can't hurt me."

But after a sigh, she finally allows herself to drop, a gasp escaping her lips as she does. A groan of appreciation rumbles deep within me.

As Rey relaxes fully onto me, I waste no time. I grip her thighs, my tentacles firm and warm against her soft skin. I nudge her legs apart, revealing the wetness that glistens there. Her needy scent is intoxicating, and I don't hesitate to press my mouth against her.

My tongue makes contact with her sensitive bud, eliciting a shudder that runs through her body and vibrates against my mouth, savoring her taste. The saltiness of the ocean lingers on her skin, mingling with her own unique flavor.

It's a taste I can't get enough of.

As I delve deeper, sucking lightly on her clit, I feel her body tremble. The more I lavish attention on her, the more she shudders and moans. I move in rhythm with her, matching the pulses of pleasure that course through her body.

Her hands find purchase in my hair, her fingers weaving through the wet strands and tugging in sync with the movements of my tongue. I groan against her, the vibrations making her tremble.

My tentacles find her breasts, wrapping around the supple flesh and squeezing just right. The suckers attach themselves onto her nipples, tugging and releasing in a rhythm that matches the lapping of my tongue.

As they attach, I feel her gasp, the sensation causing her body to jerk in surprise.

Her fingers grip my strands, tugging lightly whenever I hit a particularly sensitive spot. Each tug sends a jolt of pleasure coursing down my spine, adding to my own satisfaction.

Each of her moans becomes my anthem, driving me to taste, touch, and experience more of her. Her pleasure becomes my ultimate goal, and I'm more than eager to achieve it.

My tentacles twitch with the need to be inside her, but I hold back. I want to take my time with her, to drive her to the brink again and again before finally taking her.

I will only take her when she tells me she wants to be with me, forever, until then, I shall worship her and cherish all the time I have with her.

Her body writhes on top of me, the pleasure I'm giving her making her lose control. She tugs my hair harder and cries out, her voice breaking.

With a swift, fluid motion, I flip us over, laying her gently onto the bed beneath me. I don't pause in my attention, diving back in to continue tasting her.

One of my tentacles slides up her inner thigh, its tip probing her entrance. The gasp that spills from her lips echoes through me as I slide it into her, stretching her in the most delicious way.

Her body arches against mine as I begin to thrust the tentacle in and out of her. I watch her expressions as pleasure overtakes her, my mouth never leaving her clit.

The sight of her writhing beneath me, lost in the sensations I'm providing, is intoxicating. If she lets me, I could feast on her for hours.

Two more of my tentacles slither up her torso, wrapping themselves around her breasts. Their suckers latch onto her nipples, tugging and kneading them with just the right amount of pressure. I relish in the squeals of pleasure that bubble from her throat, each sound stoking the fire within me.

I sit up, my gaze never leaving her. A new tentacle takes my place, its suckers attaching to her clit. I continue to thrust into her, my tentacles moving in unison, stimulating her from all sides.

"Look at you," I purr, my voice husky with desire. "You're so beautiful like this, all wrapped up in my tentacles. I love tasting you, feeling you, hearing your moans." I lean in closer, my breath hot against her skin. "I want you to claim me, Rey. Make me yours as much as you are mine."

Her eyes meet mine, dark and hazy with desire. She clings to my tentacles, her body beginning to shudder. And then, with a scream of my name, she climaxes, her body clenching around me as waves of pleasure crash over her.

I can"t resist the urge to join her, watching her let go propels me towards my own release. I clutch her close, her name a low growl in my throat as we ride out our climax together, my essence spilling from my pouch.

With a final shuddering breath, Rey's body slumps into the sheets, her eyes fluttering shut as her breathing evens out. Her skin is flushed, her body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat from the intensity of her climax. I take a moment to marvel at the sight of her, spent and satisfied. I feel a swell of pride, knowing I was the one to bring her to such a state of bliss.

Pulling myself away, I make my way to the bathroom, returning with a damp washcloth. Rey is still motionless, save for the steady rise and fall of her chest.

I gently wipe her down, cleaning the traces of our essence from her skin. My heart thumps with pride as I take note of the small marks left behind by my suckers. I've left my mark on her, visible proof of the passion we just shared.

Finished, I discard the washcloth and grab a fluffy towel, slipping it beneath Rey's body. The sheets are a bit damp, but it's nothing that can't be taken care of by housekeeping tomorrow. For now, my main concern is ensuring Rey is comfortable.

Once I'm satisfied, I crawl back into bed beside her. Her body molds to mine, seeking the warmth I offer. I wrap an arm around her, pulling her closer. The feel of her soft body nestled against my chest sends a wave of contentment washing over me. I tuck my face into her hair, breathing in her unique sweet scent.

My eyelids grow heavy, the rhythm of Rey's slow, steady breathing lulling me toward sleep. With her in my arms, I realize how right this feels. How complete I feel.

For the first time in my life, I feel like I truly belong. I let that feeling wash over me, pulling me deeper into the embrace of sleep.

"Sweet dreams," I whisper, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. She murmurs something in her sleep, nestling closer to me. With a smile on my face, I close my eyes and let sleep claim me, knowing I'll wake up with her safe in my arms.