Page 38 of Tentacles and Teeth
I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care. I was coming again, spitted on Fenn’s cock and riding Sid’s hand. Bright dots floated behind my closed eyes as every pulse of heat in my throat was met with the almost painful clenching of my pussy, dragging my orgasm on and on. Sid buried her teeth in my neck, the pain shocking my eyes open. Fenn’s form above me was a mere blurry shadow before everything flickered and went dark.
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“Time to wake up, sweet girl. Tell Fenn he didn’t kill you with his massive dick,” Sid crooned softly into my ear.
“Not dead,” I croaked, slitting my eyes open.
Fenn crouched before me, naked, his worried face only inches away.
I blinked. I had no memory of him taking off his shirt. I had been pretty distracted, though. Might as well enjoy the view now. The man was a golden god.
“Was it too much?” he demanded.
I shook my head, a very feline sense of smug satisfaction filling me as I ran my tongue over my tender palate.
His eyes searched mine and he sniffed, testing my scent, before a heated smile creased his cheek. “That’s my girl.”
Sid’s hand slid up my neck to cup my jaw, pointing my face more directly at Fenn’s. “Kiss the man, Katarina. I’m taking you home, and he’s got clean up to do.”
He rolled his eyes at my questioning look. “Sid here is feeling a little possessive. She insists that since you and I got some private play time, it’s her turn for the same.”
I bit my lip. I didn’t want to say goodbye to Fenn, but Sid’s reaction sent a thrill through me, and if I was honest with myself, some one on one time with her sounded pretty wonderful. Still, I hesitated. “Is that…okay with you?”
“Yeah, li’l bit, it’s okay with me. We’ve got all the time in the world. Next date is mine, though.” He leaned forward, kissing my smiling lips with promising thoroughness. When he pulled back he licked Sid’s fingers, a wicked light glinting in his amber eyes.
She jerked, hissing, and flicked him on the nose. “Bad Fenn. No licking.”
His laughter was full and bright as he stood up. He bounced to his feet and stretched, winking at me as I watched the muscles play under his skin with unabashed appreciation. “Go on, now. Let me clean up in peace.”
Sid helped me to stand, brushing my skirt down and not so slyly tucking my shredded panties into her jeans pocket.
I looked over my shoulder as we walked out hand in hand, blowing Fenn a kiss.
“I’ll be talking to you soon, li’l bit,” he promised.
I shivered. I couldn’t wait.
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Sid walked me to my door, prowling up the stairs beside me only to turn and press my back to the smooth wood, her arms braced on either side. She sipped from my mouth. Slow, drugging kisses that left me boneless and brainless. “Come to dinner with me on Sunday,” she whispered.
“It’s supposed to be Fenn’s turn next,” I protested, weakly.
“See him Friday. Or Saturday. Spend Sunday with me. I’ll move the Bwbachod meeting and we can have the day together. My mama’s making waakye. You’ll love it. And they’ll love you. Just ignore my brother,” she coaxed.
I bit my lip, heat rising in my cheeks at her repeated use of the “L” word. But thinking of family made me frown. “I’d love to…”
“But…” she pressed, looping her arms around my waist and turning us so I was cuddled against her.
“No ‘but’,” I denied, nuzzling my cheek against the softness of her breast as her hands massaged the small of my back. “They sound wonderful. I just…I don’t know what kind of reception you’ll get from my family. Not with Fenn in the picture. They’re not anti-Meta,” I assured her, “just…not very open minded about some things.”
“Hey.” She tucked her chin, squeezing me until I met her gaze. “I’m a big girl. As long as it doesn’t affect how you feel about me, I can deal with whatever they dish out.”
“I don’t want you to have to, though.”
“That’s up to you, love.” She kissed me then, sweet and gentle. “Your family, your choice. Whatever you decide, you have my support. But I’d really like to introduce you to mine, if you’re willing. No reciprocation required.”
My kiss was decidedly less sweet, or gentle. “You’re so freaking wonderful, you know that?” I didn’t try to hold back my delight when she looked away, rubbing the nape of her neck awkwardly, and kissed her again until we were both panting. “Yes to Sunday. I’m looking forward to it. Now come inside. I want you in my bed this time. I have some things upstairs I want to play with.”