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)
Me.
It was getting easier to say but I still hadn’t used it that much.
“I—” My breath caught in my throat as he swept me up into his limbs as soon as we made it into his building.
Saint went full stop and frowned at me, not liking my reaction at all. “Forgot about that. I’m fine. I was distracted.”
Shifting me so I was pressed tightly against his torso, Saint patted me down then gently wrapped a tentacle around my neck.
“You might want to tell him you’re monitoring his heart rate and stuff like that before he thinks it’s kinky or just dangerous.” Human helper guy, whose name was actually Zeke, sounded just bored enough to signal that he thought it was hilarious.
“I am monitoring your heart, my Colby.” His words said monitoring but his limb kept tightening and loosening, which was really confusing my dick. “Would you prefer I wait until we have the illusion of privacy to ask about your other reactions?”
“Yes. Thank you.” My answer had Zeke coughing, but he managed not to laugh until Saint picked me up again and we’d made it into the elevator.
As it went up, I rested my head against Saint and sighed. “I was distracted. I like being held.”
And it made him much more content.
When he got lots of carrying and snuggle time in the evening, it was a lot easier for him to let me go to work the next morning.
“Your body regenerates faster when you obtain sufficient physical contact.” Running his tentacles over my head and down my back, he sighed and had me fighting back a smile. “Human mammals require more touch than they are given.”
We were confused little monkeys.
“You take good care of me, though.” It just amazed me that he seemed to sense changes in me based on how much cuddling we did. “You make me feel relaxed too. That might have something to do with it. Lower stress?”
Stress did terrible things to our bodies, so it wouldn’t have surprised me.
“I will attempt to obtain information on the health benefits of touch and mating in humans.” Saint sounded so interested in that I wondered if he was going to volunteer us for study. “Listing out the benefits of matings would be good for your book, my Colby.”
Technically he was right but the idea made me smile. “I think our book would be fascinating.”
And really funny too.
“You find much humor in that idea, my Colby.” Saint’s tone had me picturing him shaking his head, but getting us out of the elevator and into the apartment was more important. “Humans find humor in curious things.”
“We can’t help it.” He wouldn’t want me to either, but I gave him a kiss as he shut the door of the apartment.
“We have obtained privacy, my Colby.” His one-track mind had him draping a smaller tentacle around my neck again as he immediately walked us over to the bed.
I was basically Pavlov’s dog at that point, so just sitting on the bed made me hard most of the time, but the combination of bed and his tentacle had my erection back to aching in seconds. “I… It’s a control thing and my imagination can’t help picturing you controlling my breathing. There’s no logical reason for why it’s erotic.”
And now half the building was googling breath play.
Saint made a soft thinking sound and tightened his tentacle just enough to make the scene feel more real. “You enjoy the fantasy of giving your Dom complete control over your very ability to breathe, my Colby.”
His voice going into Dom mode didn’t help chase the wicked images out of my head. “You’re…you can control me so good.”
It wasn’t the sentence I’d tried to get out, but it was what had escaped.
Saint didn’t mind, though. His other limbs started stroking over me, but he left that one tense around my neck. “You are my mate. You have given me your body, your mind, and your submission. You have given yourself to me. The rest is human illusion.”
We were good at lying to ourselves.
Well, maybe it was time for this human to stop lying and start living.
Chapter 19
Colby
Two smaller, incredibly dexterous limbs slowly stripped my clothes off as his larger ones held me against his body. Every time he took a piece off, it felt a bit more like he was stripping away the rest of the world, leaving just my submission and my emotions behind.
“The human custom of clothing is curious. However, I have discovered pleasant reactions in removing them from my mate.” Saint caressed every inch of bare skin he revealed until I was naked and spread out just for him. “It allows me to bring you to a place where you are simply my mate. No other human words apply now, my Colby.”
Just his.
“Yes, Sir.” Closing my eyes, I stopped fighting the incredible emotions that flooded through me whenever I thought about him. “Yours.”