Page 37 of Little Saint Nautilus

With lube coating my fingers, I settled back over him and reached between his legs. He jumped at first when I circled his rim, but then he relaxed and pulled his other leg up higher. “I need to get you ready for me. Is this okay?”

He watched me intently, but gave a nod. When I pushed my finger inside, his mouth opened wide. I pushed deeper, and a hum rumbled in the back of his throat. “Yes. Okay, Good. Great. More.”

I smirked to myself at his reaction. I loved getting to be the first one to see him like this and hoped to be the only one. He wasmine. His pleasure was mine. His heart, his body, his cirri weremine. A possessiveness I’d never experienced before took hold of me. I couldn’t explain it. It was there, crawling up from the very depths. With Nemo splayed out before me, and my finger working into his hole, it locked it into place. I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t think I even wanted to. I wanted to lay claim to him, to make him mine.

I pushed another finger in, and Nemo arched his back, pushing into my hand. I pressed in deeper, brushing across a spot that had Nemo yelp in surprise. “Ah! What was that?”

“That was your prostate or p-spot. Do you like it?” I rubbed over it again, wringing a keening sound from him.

“Yes. Oh! Yes. Feels. Good.” His words came out in panting breaths.

“Just wait, Nemo.” I bent down and captured his mouth, swallowing all the wonderful sounds he made, when I inserted a third finger, stretching his entrance for me. Nemo reached down and grabbed his cock, clearly desperate to get off. But I wasn’t ready to let that happen just yet. I pulled gently out of him, causing him to inhale sharply. I grabbed his hand and moved it from his cock. “Not yet, sweetheart.”

The whimper he let out made me chuckle. I couldn’t blame him, though. I was just as horny and ready as he was. Holding my shaft, I lined up the head with his hole. Nemo’s hands slid up my back until they hooked under my armpits. “Please, Cory. I need you. I need to feel you inside me, to feel you everywhere.”

“I need you, too, Nemo.” I kissed him again and lunged forward. He let out a loud moan as my cock slid past the outer ring. He was so tight and hugged my cock so perfectly I nearly went cross-eyed at the pressure of his body squeezing around me. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

“More. Cory. Deeper,” he panted, his voice thick and desperate.

I carefully thrust deeper until I was seated fully inside of him. Nemo breathed heavily, but he gave me a nod, and I began to move. I pulled out slowly before driving all the way back in.

“Ngh!” Nemo made uncontrollable noises that went straight to my dick, cheering it on. As I began to pump harder, Nemo clung to me with arms and legs, holding on for dear life. The cirri supporting my knee wrapped tighter around it and helped propel my action, urging me deeper into Nemo’s body.

A click sounded that I was too lost in him to recognize until I felt lube drizzle down between my cheeks. Nemo’s hands were still under my arms, and a moment later, I lunged forward with a gasp as I felt a cirrus probe my rim. I had bottomed in the past, especially when I was younger, but had taken to topping more frequently. The thought of his tentacles exploring me had me burning up with desire.

I continued to rock into Nemo’s body even as a second cirrus entered me. “Holy shit!” I paused my movement as they pushed in deeper, sweeping across my prostate.

“Is this okay?” Nemo asked, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes.

“Fuck, yes. Shit, it’s…yeah, I’m good.” I couldn’t even form words with all the sensations happening at once. My cock buried deep inside of him, and my hole getting explored by his cirri. It was a lot, but holy fuck, it was incredible.

The cirri pulled out of me, making me gasp. I rested my forehead on Nemo’s. Soon, they were back, but there were more. It felt like four of them had joined together to form a single member, and they pushed inside of me, fillingme. Nemo and I moaned in tandem, and I began rocking back against the cirri, and forward into him. We were in a closed circuit, him and I. I was in him, he was in me. It was exhilarating, but it also made me feel a connection stronger than ever. We were bonded, so entwined that there was no start or end to us.

I didn’t think it could get any better, but I was proved wrong as cool secretions seeped into my hole, and the grooved tentacles locked onto my channel, sucking and holding onto me. “Oh my God!” I hissed. The suction on my prostate was so intense it made my vision go blurry. I drove hard into Nemo and exploded, fireworks bursting behind my eyes. I was being massaged from within, milking everything out of me, as I filled Nemo.

He was panting and heaving, and warmth coated my belly as Nemo released with a shout. I lowered myself to rest on my forearms, trying to regain consciousness. The suction in my ass released, making me cry out again as another spurt of come shot out of me.

Nemo’s legs relaxed and fell to the side. He rubbed circles on my back as I stayed lying on top of him, too spent and blitzed out to do anything else. Words tumbled out of my mouth without thought. “I love you, Nemo.”

I heard them in the distance, but I was in too euphoric of a state to worry about it. Nemo let out a happy sigh, and whispered, “I love you, too. You are my mate, Cory.”

I closed my eyes and smiled. Somewhere in my head, I knew it was too soon for such confessions, and maybe if it had been someone else and I’d just fucked and been fucked to oblivion all at once, the words might have been sex-induced and not had any meaning. But they did. They did with him, and he was so direct, I knew it was real to him, too. He wouldn’t have said it if he didn’t mean it.

I forced myself out of my serene state before I lost to it completely and succumbed to sleep right there on top of Nemo. He whined in protest when I pushed off him and all his cirri retreated, letting me go. “Don’t worry. I’ll be right back, little one.”

My legs wobbled when I stood, but I maintained my balance and went to the bathroom, returning with a damp towel to clean us both up. After I was done, I dropped the towel on the floor to deal with later and slid into bed beside Nemo.

“Can we be spoons again?”

“Sure thing, sweetheart.”

He turned on his side and wiggled back toward me. I snuggled in tight, tucking my knees behind his, and wrapping my arms around him. There wasn’t an inch where our bodies didn’t touch. Nemo sighed and folded his arms over mine, as his cirri wrapped around me once more, holding me tight against him. It was quickly becoming such a natural experience to be embraced by his cirri, Icouldn't fathom sleeping without being surrounded by him from all sides.

“Do you really love me, Cory?” His voice was so quiet, I almost didn’t hear him.

“I do, Nemo. I can’t explain it, but I do. I feel like you were meant to be here, to be with me. I want you to be mine.” It was the kind of thing you didn’t say unless you knew, with certainty, the other person was on the same page. But at this point, I couldn’t be anything but completely honest with him.

“Nautili shifters have mates. One mate for their entire life. One being they are fated to find and be with. They have a special connection. If they get separated, they will always find their way back to each other.”

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