Claimed by the Cthulhu (Monstrous Meet Cutes #2)

by Wendi Guff

Meni picks it up, examining the tentacle-like cock. The base is dark teal, like the rest of my body, but it lightens towards the tip from a bright lime green to an even brighter yellow. It secretes a special slime meant to heighten a female’s pleasure, ensuring that her body relaxes enough to take a male’s seed.

Mrs. Braxlee made her ex’s life a living hell throughout the divorce proceedings, earning twelve lifetimes of animosity from him.

“The only person you need to be good enough for is yourself, Marea. When you look in the mirror, don't ever doubt your self-worth. You are—and always will be—more than enough.”

I'm so sorry that you've lived this long without anyone telling you this, but please know that to me, you mean the world.”

“Wait, wait, wait, back up—his finger grew a suction cup?!”

but for now, let me show you the second most important thing in my world.” This makes me pause. “What’s the most important thing?” “You.” Chaos says this without hesitation, utter conviction lacing the single word.

The man can grow suckers anywhere.