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Whatever light source was shining in the room got brighter, and all of her was glowing—like she was meant for me.
chapter 39
ELLE
Cepharius didn’t answer; he just pulled me close, riding all of his tentacles around me, his suckers pulling gently at my skin. I became more enmeshed in him—I felt him flow around my body the same way I felt him flow around my mind—and the sensations of both things left me gasping.
“May I?” he asked, a second before he tore my swimsuit off of me—because he knew I wanted it gone.
“Hey!” I complained kicking back from him, and he let me go. “I’m going to need to wear that again!” I said, laughing, as he tossed the stretchy fabric aside.
He reached out with a lower-arm again, wrapping my ankle firmly, before sending the questing tips of other tentacles winding up. “I like the way you taste.”
“Maybe I should taste you, too?” I asked, bending inwards at once, using his grasp on me to propel my face to be even with his. “Do krakens do kissing?”
He shook his head. “Not really. But I’ve seen enough of your memories now to understand the intent.”
“Good,” I said, starting high on his cheek. His skin was rough there—and the second I lifted my lips, the spot where I’d kissed changed colors. I tried again, lower, chastely, keeping things sweet. “Do you like that?”
“I like anything with you,” he said, his eyes closing.
“And what about now?” I asked, laying one on the corner of his lips. His lips were bigger than mine—like all of the rest of him—and the tendrils of his beard eagerly grasped my skin.
I could feel him sorting through my memories. “I do not think my tongue is as prehensile as yours,” he began on our ’qa as I pressed my lips against his, and his slowly parted to let mine in. “But I like this—yes,” he thought at me as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
His hands circled me—they were so large they almost met around my waist—and then I felt one of them searching up my back.
“How is it that your skin is so soft?” he wondered, as I kept kissing him. “And that you have the hair of a siren?”
I laughed inside my mind, my lips smiling against his. “Just don’t ask me to sing for you. You will have to be the singer of our family,” I teased.
But on the ’qa between us, the thought of family had a different charge.
It was something we both wanted, both yearned for, and that we’d both lost the chance at before. I could feel his eager longing twining around mine, redoubling.
“Elle,” he thought at me, making my name into a question, and I knew it was his way of asking for permission.
I nodded fiercely. “Yes.”
All of him changed color at once, to a meaningful dusky red. Apart from the absurdity of the current situation, we were both realists, even on our ’qa. We knew that what we wanted was as unlikely to happen as finding an alien spaceship in the first place.
But both of us refused to live without hope, and we held onto it so fiercely that it overtook any remaining common sense.
I clung to him, feeling the muscles just beneath his skin ripple and tense, as he pulled his head back and stared down at me with great thought.
“You are so tiny,” he said, radiating with concern.
“It’s okay,” I promised him. “We already know you’ll fit.”
chapter 40
CEPHARIUS
“Take your belt off!” Elle declared, before beginning to work on it herself, undoing the knot that held it with her nimble fingers.
My mate was the bravest woman I’d ever met.
That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to be gentle with her though, however.
