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As much as he loved the possessive feeling of penetrating Declan with his sperm arm, it wouldn’t work right now.

“Please!” Declan either didn’t understand or he didn’t care.

Geir fought his rising pleasure to try to give Declan what he wanted. Declan was riding him now, setting his own rapid pace and driving all thoughts from Geir’s head.

He had to focus. There were larger suckers on the two tentacles that Geir had available, but they were so malleable that he could extend just the tip, he realized, if it didn’t need to go far. It would be like he had inventively done before when Declan said that he wanted to be filled everywhere.

He squirmed around between their two bodies, then elongated just the end, pushing inside Declan’s hot, tight hole next to his own cock.

He wasn’t going to be able to last much longer like this. Declan was moaning and shaking and so tight around him, and that little tendril of his tentacle was stimulating his own cock as much as it was rubbing against Declan’s prostate.

“Please,” Declan gasped out again. “Please let me come.”

“What do you need?” Anything. He would do it.

“Tell me. Give. Permission.”

Fuck. Geir’s brain was going to explode. “Come, beautiful. Come now.”

And then Declan was shaking and screaming and coming all over him while Geir spurted inside him. It was like sunshine and music and everything coming together.

He pulled Declan’s mouth to his own, kissing him through the aftershocks.

At last, Declan collapsed onto his chest. “Let’s do that every day.” His breath played over Geir’s collar bone, sending one last shiver through him.

“Alright. Every day. Because you’re mine.” His wonderful, perfect human. His.

Geir slowly loosened his tentacles to a gentle hug.

Declan nodded and melted against him. “That means you’re mine, too.” He kissed his neck, languid and sleepy. “My kraken.”

“My hummingbird,” he agreed.

“We have to watch more porn.”

Geir snorted. He’d seen it a time or two, but it hadn’t appealed. With Declan, he imagined, it would be different. There were still so many things on Declan’s list, after all. “Of course. I will watch it carefully.”

Declan giggled. Even though he knew Declan was laughing at him, there wasn’t a happier sound in the world.

Chapter 15

Geir

Geir pulled into the parking lot of the repair shop and moved to automatically turn off the engine.

Declan put a hand on his shoulder. “Hang on, don’t turn off the truck until this song is over.” Then he went back to singing, his head thrown back and body swinging as he shrugged off his seatbelt. His voice was mellow and perfectly tuned to every song that had played.

Geir put the truck in park and just watched the show. Declan was altogether entrancing. He’d “dressed up” to come into town, with vivid blue eyeshadow, kissably pink lips, and his hair teased into cute, little spikes. His t-shirt today had a picture of a unicorn leaping over a rainbow, and it showed his adorably soft belly every time he raised his arms.

He seemed to find a lot of reasons to raise his arms, especially when Geir was looking at him.

Geir sat in the cab and indulgently let the engine idle until the song was over. “Can I turn it off now?”

“Yep. You better before the next one starts, and I never want to leave. I suppose I have to get out if I want my books back, right?”

Geir nodded as he killed the engine. He should have unloaded the books before the car was towed, but at least he could fix it now.

Declan hopped down from the truck and Geir followed close behind him. He didn’t like the way that Tom had looked at Declan last time.