His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,18

with one of the nubby parts of his tentacle.

Fuck.

That was…

I’d never played with sounds, but if I had to guess it would have felt remarkably similar.

“Did you know our bodies are designed to fit through very small places?” As he held me still, Maverick did something and inched even deeper into my slit. “There are some limits, but parts of our limbs can get remarkably slender.”

Oh, fuck…

My brain was short-circuiting.

If someone had asked me last week what I’d thought about getting sounded with a tentacle, I’d have said they were nuts, and then gone home and jerked off like crazy to the dirty fantasy—but this was better than I ever could have imagined.

All I could do was moan as the slender nub slid in and out of my dick. It was like being fucked, but it was more than that. The hint of pain combined with the pleasure to make it almost overwhelmingly good. As I started to shake from the rising sensations, Maverick’s grip became almost viselike.

Which just made everything better.

It went beyond being held down or even tied up like I’d explored with a few people over the years—it was complete possession. Even if I hadn’t wanted it, there was no way I could have escaped, and he was proving that he could do anything he wanted to me.

So fucking hot.

It was all too much. I could feel my orgasm welling up inside of me and I tried to cry out, but it wasn’t necessary. Maverick slid deeper inside me, then pulled out in a rush of sensation that shot sparks through me.

“Come, my little human.” His rough order was accompanied by the rippling around my dick starting again and one light swat to the head of my cock.

I heard myself cry out as the fiery pleasure crashed over me, but it sounded like it came from a distance as my orgasm ripped through my body. Maverick kept up the insane sensations until I just went limp.

When all I could do was barely jerk and moan from the overload, he slowed his caresses until he was just holding my cock possessively. I could’ve easily let everything carry me away again, but I forced my eyes to stay open and focus on him.

“That was…Master…” Clearly, staying conscious and being able to talk were two different things.

The limbs that were holding me relaxed slightly and I felt soft caresses move over my body. They were soothing and surprisingly intimate considering what we’d been doing. When one small tentacle reached up and stroked my head, I leaned into his touch. “Incredible.”

That was all the speech I could manage. I was going to be gathering up my scattered brain cells for a long time, but his smile and the way he kept caressing me said he was pleased by my reactions.

Maverick seemed content to hold me while I put everything back together in hopefully one piece, but I wanted more of a connection with him. Since words and most higher-level functions were out of the question, I thought back to something Cameron had said.

Moving was still impossible, but I could shift my head, so as his tentacle caressed down my cheek, I turned my head and wrapped my lips around the tip of his limb.

The smooth texture wasn’t strange and I found I liked something about the taste of his skin, but the best thing about it was the moan I dragged from Maverick. Running my tongue under the bottom of his tentacle to tease the little nubs as I sucked, I did my best to treat it like a cock.

Just sucking on the tip seemed to please him, so I didn’t fight to take it deeper, and instead just focused on giving the first couple of inches the best blow job I could. I loved feeling the way the sensations gave him pleasure, but as I sucked on him, I thought back to something a little friend of mine had said about sucking being relaxing.

He’d been talking about bottles and binkies, but I was starting to understand what he’d been saying. This was fun. I liked sucking a guy off, but not having to worry about getting it all in my mouth and just being able to tease it was even better.

I lost track of time as he held me tenderly and I played with his tentacle, but eventually, he eased the tip out and relaxed back, looking almost pleasantly drunk. He shifted me around and kissed my head before pulling