Tentacles & Triathlons (Leviathan Fitness, #2)

by Ashley Bennett

“Gods damn. You’re impressive in the water.” He shook his head and the corner of his lips turned up in a slight smile. To most people, it probably wouldn’t seem like that big of a compliment. I was a kraken, after all. But hearing it from Reece. Hearing it from my mate... You would have thought he hung the stars and named one after me.

Oh my gods. Those were his cocks. “So you’re fucking telling me, the first time we met, you touched me with your cock.” Realization hit. “You fucking touch everything with your cock!”

“Breathe, darling. You’re doing so well.” Darling. I’d never been called something so sweet.

Cyrus pushed in further, my tight entrance throbbing as the soft suckers ventured deeper. “Cyrus,” I moaned, arching my back and thrusting my cock into his fist. “That’s it, my needy boy. I’ll give you what you want.”

But presently, there was someone in my life I enjoyed being around. Someone who made me laugh with his stupid fucking flirting and made me come with his stupid fucking tentacles.

Cyrus: So obedient. So fucking filthy. Stroke that cock and imagine me bending you over your desk and fucking you.

“Cy,” Reece said the moment I shut off the tap. “Yes, darling?” “Your heartbeat. It’s sort of weird.” He rubbed his hand over my chest, feeling my thumping hearts underneath. “That’s because I have three hearts.” And they all beat for you.

Reece parted his full lips and I slid my mating tentacle into his mouth. With quick thrusts, I worked the slick tendril into the back of his throat as he gagged around it. “Take it, my needy boy. I’m going to fill all of your holes. Leave you dripping with my cum like the little cum slut you are.”

I stared at him and smirked, reveling in the fact that I could reduce this hyper-masculine man into a desperate, whimpering mess. He was so damn pretty like this.

Slowly, I pulled out of him, savoring his contented expression as I wiped the cum off of his face. “You did so well, taking all of my cum like that,” I praised. Reece groaned and threw his head back. “You fucking wrecked me, Cy.”

I could look at the patterns covering Cyrus’s body for hours, and watching him jet through the water was hypnotic. He was a generous lover and a loyal friend. Him coming into my life had changed everything. Had changed me.

Reece dug his teeth into his lip before stepping away from the screen. He was dressed in nothing but a navy blue athletic thong, the tight globes of his ass devouring the thin piece of material with each of his steps. “Gods damn,” I huffed. My mate was breathtaking.

Reece shimmied closer and I wrapped my arm around him as he snuggled against my chest. My webbed fingers settled over his hip, rubbing soothing circles until his breathing began to slow. This was everything I’d wanted. Everything I’d spent the entirety of my long life hoping for.