Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Had to take your human on a walk after you let them come…got it.
He wasn’t wrong, though, so since it seemed like he was serious, I did my best to answer reasonably. “I…I thought we could go…go to the bookstore.”
I’d actually been thinking about that when he’d gotten me dressed earlier, so I didn’t have to work too hard to give him an answer.
“Oh, my Colby.” Saint sounded like we were in the middle of a dirty Hallmark movie. “You take very good care of your mate.”
That was more dangerous than I realized…pleasing him made him want to please me.
Oops.
Chapter 13
Colby
“I…I thought we could each get a copy of the same book so we could read the story at the same time…or…or we could pick one and you could read it to me?” When I’d first thought of it, the idea hadn’t sounded romantic enough that I’d need a reward right away.
Saint didn’t see it the same way.
“You are such a good submissive human for your mate.” The tentacle licking around my ice cream cone tightened and one of the nubs thinned out to gently sound the tip of my dick.
He made my entire body spark and my hips tried to thrust up but he wasn’t going to let me mess up his plans by accidentally hurting myself. “You have found an activity that will promote bonding in a variety of ways.”
Well, he wasn’t wrong.
Even two humans would’ve gotten closer together in one way or another.
“I…I want to do things together with you, Sir…and…and we both like books.” I was incredibly proud of myself for getting a full sentence out and for not coming yet.
But Saint didn’t seem to appreciate my self-control because he slowly wrapped tentacles around me until I was completely restrained against him.
Damn it.
As brain cells started shutting down left and right, I moaned and earned a happy sound from my wickedly sweet Dom. “We shall buy a book that celebrates the romance between our species and reenact the scenes as we read. Education is highly prized with both our species.”
If we practiced what we read, then it was an educational dirty book?
There was no way I could’ve forgotten about our audience, but something about the conversation or Saint’s educational comment had a low buzz running through the room and I realized it was actually a conversation that was too low for human hearing.
It was kind of erotic to know they were talking and I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it was also distracting as fuck and kept me from coming.
“Please define tentacle porn.”
Well, at least I knew what their conversation was about…dirty books.
Saint didn’t have a problem multitasking, so he was helpful. “Humans have a genre of books based around aliens and physical beings that could be loosely defined as monsters.”
No one sounded offended by it, but somehow my eyes had squeezed shut so I couldn’t see what they were doing any longer.
“An imaginary creature that is typically large, ugly, and frightening.” The voice repeating what seemed to be the actual definition of monster sounded curious and slightly confused. “That is desirable?”
“Highly.” Saint seemed to love being their cultural expert on monster porn and his excitement boiled over into sounding me faster or deeper or something.
My brains were scrambled, and all I could do was shake and feel more trapped as he fucked me from the inside out.
“Uniqueness and tentacles are prized highly amongst a small population of readers. They consume what is called monster porn and their literature has slowly begun to gain accurate knowledge. Although some is still highly fictional in nature.” Saint sounded disappointed in that but I wasn’t sure there was anything he could do about humans and their imaginations.
“How would one acquire a reader of this nature?” That voice sounded almost like he was wondering how to buy one, but that wasn’t how they saw us, so I knew it was just some kind of translation error. “Bookstores?”
It wasn’t a bad idea but I could feel Saint shake his head. “I would suggest the internet medium called social media. I will provide access to the appropriate book groups. Once you have completed sufficient research, readers will come to you. They are most helpful.”
More quiet sounds hummed around the room as Saint’s tentacles slipped under my shirt. He wasn’t even pretending to be subtle any longer. He was ready for the culmination of our playtime and probably ready to show off his sub.
“Let them see the beauty of a reader, my Colby.” Pinching my nipples as he pulsed his tentacle inside me just wide enough to send a confusing mix of pain and pleasure through me shattered the last of my control.
I could hear myself cry out but it was far away and muffled by the pleasure flooding over me. It was like being buried under a wave of sensation and it just kept going like nothing would stop it. Eventually my brain got control of it but it took a while because when reality tuned back in, the rest of the room had cleared out and human helper dude was walking into the dining hall.