His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,57

couch holding my weight and keeping me steady, his tentacles were free to wrap around me, keeping me wonderfully immobile.

Shifting so I could feel his limbs tighten, I moaned and he chuckled as he strengthened his grip. “Do you like your reward so far, my little human?”

I managed to nod, but I couldn’t do much more than that. “Yes…I…”

There was no way to describe how much I loved the way he could put me completely under his control. In BDSM there were a variety of ways to restrain someone, but this always had an edge of power to it that I’d never experienced with anything else.

His tentacles rolled over me and the undulating motion had my dick desperate to do something to get his attention, but Master was taking his time.

As his limbs stilled again, he switched to alternating between relaxing his hold and tightening it. The random changes and flashes of freedom followed by his complete control had my last few brain cells skipping around my nearly empty head.

By the time he started to deliberately stimulate my actual erogenous zones, I was beyond aroused and well into frantic. Subspace was slowly creeping closer and I knew it wouldn’t take much more to push me into oblivion.

Master must have realized that too because one thin tentacle wrapped its way around my dick like a living cock cage. Just keeping me from orgasming wasn’t his plan, however, because he slipped another tentacle inside of me and started gently fucking me as he continued to keep me under his control.

“Tell me who you belong to, my little human.” He waited a second, but when it took longer than that to find my brain, the tentacle inside me started circling over my prostate.

Shaking and gasping for air and for my orgasm, I scrambled for words to obey him. “You…I…you…”

Higher brain functions weren’t working, so it was the best I could do. As he stroked over my skin, I couldn’t decide if he was pleased or not. Finally, he tightened around me again and went back to slowly fucking me.

“You are my bonded one, aren’t you, my little human?” He didn’t even wait for my frantic nod before he continued. “You will belong to me always. Our bond will not be changeable as it is for some human relationships.”

His once gentle movements were speeding up and caressing my prostate with each thrust, claiming me…owning me. “I will never be like Nolan’s boyfriend and assert feelings but not put yours first. You will never have to hide your needs from me.”

The tentacle that was wrapped around my dick started teasing the slit, perfectly fucking it like he was using sounding rods specially made just for me. “You will never be able to hide those needs from me. As your Master and your bonded mate, I will always know if you long for something.”

The pleasure was already overwhelming, but when one limb shifted and wrapped around my throat, all thinking skidded to a halt.

“I know how you long for me to control everything about you…even your very breath.” His tentacle slowly pressed just below my jaw and I didn’t know what he was doing but sparks shot through me as he showed me just how thoroughly his power could be over me.

He never cut my air off completely, but whatever he’d figured out how to do had cut it down to just enough that it was like I was floating. The euphoric feelings the partial asphyxiation gave combined with the overwhelming pleasure he was forcing through me, and everything finally faded away.

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The swaying motion of Maverick’s body as he walked brought my brain somewhat in gear. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but he had me tucked against his body and the gentle movements were easing me back into sleep until I realized something was odd about the way he was walking.

“Master.” Whispering quietly so I didn’t scare him, I kept my eyes closed. “Where are we?”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer to that question.

He was silent for a few seconds. “We are moving through your home, my little human. You are worn out from our explorations and need a nap before the rest of the day progresses.”

Part of me agreed with the nap idea, but just a short one…but wait…had he answered my question?

“But where are we?” I could almost feel him thinking as I asked the question again.

He waited two or three seconds and then I heard the smile