Page 18 of Little Saint Nautilus

My cirri tightened their grip on his nipples and I pumped faster until I could feel the tension in him burst and warm streams shot out of him. It was a magnificent sight, one that made me feel stronger than I ever had, to cause such a reaction in a man twice my size.

The scent of him hit my nose, and practically had me salivating, wishing I could taste him. Instead, my cirri released from his nipples, which were red and swollen, andthey slid through his release, giving me a subtle preview of what it would taste like on my tongue.

“Holy fuck!” Cory’s head fell back against the wall with a thud.

His exclamation made me even more proud. I leaned forward and kissed him. “Was that okay?”

Cory brushed his knuckles against my cheek. “That was more than okay. It was surprising and hot as hell, unlike anything I've experienced before. Your cirri…shit, Nemo, I didn't expect that. How…uh, how many of them do you have?”

His curious tone made me laugh. “I have ninety.”

“Dude! Seriously?”

A grin stretched across my face. “Yes. We have a lot more than any other cephalopod. They are thinner and have grooves and ridges instead of suckers like octopi or squid. Different cirri do different things. In my shelled form, some are for eating and some are for procreation, but most work together as feelers, sending messages to my brain when my vision is low underwater.”

“That's…a lot.” I dipped my head in confirmation. “So you can control what each one is doing?”

“Not entirely. They function based on instinct, but can be guided by my thoughts. I can call them out whenever I want, but what they do when they are out isn't always controlled.”

“Incredible,” he saidwith awe.

“So you liked them?”

“Yes, Nemo, I did.”

I leaned in close and echoed what he’d said earlier, “You know, they might feel good in other areas, too.”

“Fucking hell,” Cory hissed, and his hand went over his nipple. His blue eyes darkened, making me think the idea excited him. “We should probably clean up. As amazing as this was, I really hadn't intended to end up in bed right away. If we don't get up now, I'm not going to want to, and I don’t want it to seem like this is just about sex.”

“It’s about the build-up, too, right?” I supplied, remembering what he’d said earlier about it being more than relieving tension.

He chuckled. “I suppose that’s one way to look at it.”

Cory got out of bed and motioned for me to follow. He led me to a small room and explained the functions of the sink, toilet, and bathtub, which also doubled as a shower. When he turned the shower on, I watched the personal rainstorm with fascination. I’d heard about indoor water, but seeing it for the first time was remarkable. Humans were responsible for great destruction and pollution, but perhaps some of their technology wasn’t all bad.

I reached out, putting my hand under the water, but when I felt it, I yanked my hand back in surprise.

“What’s wrong?” Cory asked.

“It’s hot.”

He pursed his lips, and his eyes twinkled with amusement. “Yes. It can be hot or cold or anywhere in between. Is it too hot?”

Knowing what to expect this time, I slowly put my hand under the stream again. “I’m not sure. I’m used to cold water—the colder the better—but that’s usually in my hybrid or shelled forms, not like this.”

Cory stepped into the tub and the water flowed over his skin. “We can turn it down if you need to, but you’re welcome to join me and see if you like it.”

He looked beautiful wet, his blond hair slicked back, the hair on his chest matted down—lovely. I followed the rivulets of water as they slid down his body, looking delicious. My eyes lingered on his cock, which thickened under my attention.

“I thought we weren’t going to have sex again.”

“We’re not. Not yet, but I can’t help the reaction I have with you staring at me like that.”

“Hmm. I like knowing that I excite you, Cory.” With a simple look, I was able to get him hard again. It was a powerful feeling.

“You definitely do.” He met my gaze, and we shared a smile. Cory held out a hand to me and I took it, stepping carefully into the tub with him. I flinched when the water first hit my chest, prepared to hate it, but I didn’t. In my human form, with different senses, it felt rather nice, actually.

I stepped closer until I was chest-to-chest with Cory. He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss before turning us, so I was more fully under the water. A sigh released from me when it covered my head, making me feel warm all over. It was strange but surprisingly relaxing.

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