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It was easy to say—because it was what I believed.
Just because I didn’t know how any of this was working currently didn’t mean I was willing to give any of it up.
And if it had to end someday, well, that was off-the-fuck then, whereas Cepharius was with me now and I wanted him.
All of him.
Mind, soul, and body.
He grabbed hold of each of my thighs with his hands and held me open against him. Certain of his tentacles came up to stroke against my back, kissing my skin with their suckers, before flipping to tenderly rub me with their softer upper-skin.
“I love you, Elle of the Air,” he said, his black eyes full of promise for me. “Tell me how you feel, hide nothing.”
“Like I could,” I pretended to complain as I felt him slide back in.
chapter 44
CEPHARIUS
The temptation to start pumping her hard at once was almost overwhelming, but looking down and seeing her there, clinging to my chest, reminded me otherwise. She was small—I just needed to get her down to my ring—then I could release in her, and finally be rid of all my old seed, and my pumping arm need never be this large again.
I was still scared for her, though, no matter how willing.
“Will you relax, my love, and breathe?”
She gave me an amused look. “Did you know I can hold my breath for two minutes?” she asked, at the same time as I pushed more of my pumping arm in. She grunted, but then moaned.
“Can you?” I asked her, beginning to play myself in and out of her with the new ground I’d gained.
She nodded, her mouth falling a little open. “It was a thing I used to practice.”
“Why?” I asked her, tucking a tentacle underneath her jaw, feeling the pulse pounding at her throat.
Elle took my question seriously, and showed me images of herself swimming in the deep with long fins. “I always loved the ocean. But it’s so hard for us to be a part of it.”
“Yes,” I agreed. I never knew a kraken who wanted to seek out the air, but some few of those trapped in the air sought out the ocean endlessly.
Of course Elle would be one of them.
“I need you, Elle.”
She reached both her arms up to trap my chin as she was fond of doing. “I’m right here.”
“No, I—” I said, and then gave up on words, pulling up precise memories to share with her on the ‘qa. The long years I’d spent among the manatyls, and how I’d made a deal with my brother for this mission to leave the ’qa—and then the surprise of finding her on the other side of the water-wall, and the thought of a new mate destroying up all of my prior plans for my life. “I want to be this version of myself now. I don’t want to go back to who I was.”
To being lonely.
“Ceph, I don’t want that either—not for you, or for me,” she said, offering her own past up—losing her sister, her dangerous flesh, and her weak-willed husband. “When I’m with you I feel full—and not just because you’re inside of me,” she said, grinning—and pressing her hands against my jaw to push herself further down.
It was my turn to groan, and my hands cinched her thighs.
Her eyes went wicked with delight. “How close are you to where you need to be?”
She was perfection itself. “So close, little pearl, so close.”
Her body was riding against mine, so I could feel her heat rush to her belly. “Then do it, Ceph. Talk me through it—talk dirty.”
chapter 45
