I Was In Love With A Tentacle Monster
XXX Paranormal Romance Erotica
Lara loves her boyfriend desperately even though he is a strange creature. In the bedroom, sexual pleasures become wild when Castiel unleashes his variety of tentacles for the first time on an unsuspecting Lara.
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I Was In Love With A Tentacle Monster
Sitting in her armchair by the window, Lara looked away from her book and glanced over at the clock. She thanked God that it was a Sunday because it meant that her father’s three-day visit to her small home on the coast had finally, finally ended. Her phone buzzed with a text from her father saying that his plane had landed safely, and Lara smiled down at it.
It wasn’t that she didn’t love her father. She did. But hosting him, her brother, and her brother’s for the weekend in her small, two-bedroom house had been a bit much. That, and she’d had to give up her bed since her father’s back was so bad that he couldn’t sleep on her old, lumpy couch. She looked forward to sleeping in her bed that night, looked forward to a few more weeks of quiet before her brother dropped in on her again and tourist season began.
Most of all, she looked forward to finally seeing her boyfriend.
Hearing a splash outside, Lara set her book down and ran for the door, not bothering to lock it behind her. She’d only bothered to pull a long skirt on over her bikini when she and her father had returned home from the beach that day, her dark brown hair was a mess, and she knew she smelled like the ocean. But she knew that her boyfriend wouldn’t care about any of that, predominantly when he always smelt like the ocean, too.
Screen door flapping closed behind her; Lara ran down the short dock that jutted out from her back porch and stopped in the middle of it, waiting. Her security lights were on, but the yellow beam only reached as far as she was standing, so the rest of the dock was covered in shadow.
Lara heard a soft thump, followed by a muffled curse, and smiled.
“Over here, Cas.”
The sound of something wet and thick being dragged over the wooden planks reached her ears. A moment later, the top half of the source of it slid into view and smiled up at her. His teeth, which she knew from experience, were pointed and more rigid than a human’s lit up yellow in the glare from the security light. His skin, too, gave off a yellowish glow when it was usually nicely tanned.
Then the rest of him slid into view.
His bottom half was darker than his top half, so black that it was almost purple and blended in with the shadows around it. He tried to sit up and slipped. Falling heavily onto his side, Castiel smiled again and lifted one of his tentacles in a cheery wave.
Laughing, Lara sank to her knees on the deck and pulled him up for a kiss. He tasted like salt water.
When she’d first met the half-man, half-octopus, he’d been sleeping in the small boat she had tied to her dock to fish on. He’d also been delirious from the sun, covered in wounds, and probably dying. After she’d gotten over her initial surprise and urge to call the local news station, Lara had dug her kiddie pool out of the shed, filled it with saltwater, and hauled him up into it.
When he’d woken up to find her sitting in a recliner with the morning paper in her lap and a glass of lemonade in hand, he’d panicked, tried to flee, and promptly fell on his face. Lara had laughed, asked what his name was, and offered him some Neosporin and a sandwich.
She’d always believed in fairy tales of sea creatures growing up and was pleased to find out that they were real. But if someone had told her childhood self that she’d wind up in a relationship with a Cecaelia, she would’ve had a hard time believing that.
Breaking the kiss, Castiel managed to sit up on hir deck. “I saw you swimming today.”
Lara frowned at him. “I warned you not to get too close. Dad would’ve had a heart attack if he’d seen you.”
“I hid,” he assured her. Lara didn’t doubt that Castiel had found a very discreet hiding place. While the top half of him was as human as she was, as far as she could tell, he still seemed to possess the ability to squeeze into small spaces that she couldn’t even dream of getting into. “Your father seemed very reluctant to return home.”
“He doesn’t like the idea of me living so far away. Not when I’m all by myself,” Lara told him. “He thinks I need to get married.”
“Humans are weird,” Castiel said matter of factly. Personally, Lara agreed. Castiel had told her once that his species was mostly solitary and that it was rare for two of his kind to live together for an extended period to raise offspring. Usually, siblings would stay around each other once they were old enough to protect themselves before they went off to raise their children.
Lara wasn’t sure how it worked for actual octopi, and she never asked. After all, she’d gone to school for nursing, not marine biology. She was convinced that her knowledge was the only reason that Castiel wasn’t dead after he’d hauled himself on her boat after a nasty fight with another Cecaelia. Castiel had never disagreed with her.
“Well, I am getting older,” she pointed out reasonably. She was only twenty-seven, true, but with the way her father acted, she might as well have become an old maid already.
Castiel shrugged. He had once told her that Cecaelia lived about as long as humans, barring accidents, but he had never told her how old he was. His kind didn’t measure it the same way. But he looked a little older than she was. “Well, we are alone again for a few days, at least.”
Lara sighed and stretched herself fully out on the dock to look at the stars. Castiel did the same next to her, his tentacles hanging off the edge to brush the water. One came up to playfully tickle her barefoot, and Lara squealed, wishing her father had left earlier. It was a holiday on Monday, so there was no school, but Lara knew she had to keep to her sleep schedule and retire early.
“I think there are some sandwiches in the cooler on the back porch,” she mumbled.
“I ate before I came, but thank you.”
Lara turned on her side. “Well, if we’re not going to eat, I’d rather do something else. I haven’t seen you for three days, after all.”
“What do you have in mind?” he asked. “We could go for a swim. I see you are still wearing your bathing clothes.”
“No, I was thinking something…else,” she said. Castiel smiled and turned onto his side as well, scooting a little closer so Lara could kiss him again.
He always tasted like the sea, no matter what he ate, and over the year that she had known him, Lara had gradually become used to it. Although he looked human from the waist up, and he was almost always damp from the ocean, his lips were still oddly dry, as if the salt had sapped all the moisture from them. His skin, however, always felt damp and a little too plush, and Lara was still afraid that she would break him if she gripped him too hard.
His sharp teeth sank into her lower lip, pulling a groan from her throat. Scooting closer, she ran her fingers through his dark, damp hair and lightly scratched his scalp. As always, he never made any noise aside from breathing, and she wasn’t sure if it was a Cecaelia thing or merely a Castiel thing.
He stopped her when she raised one of her legs and gently laid it over his waist.
“Lara, I don’t think that’s a wise idea.”
She huffed and rolled off of him. Once, when she was bored and horny, she’d looked up how octopi mated. When she’d asked him about it, Castiel had been vague and quickly changed the subject. He had, however, admitted that mermen had penises similar to human men, so she assumed that, somewhere in his tentacles, he did, too. They had done other things, and she had enjoyed them, but Castiel had never given any indication that she could physically reciprocate.
“Is it me? Cas, we’ve known each other for a year.”
“I know.”
“Is it, like, not possible?”
He squinted at her, his blue eyes barely visible in the darkness. His tentacles waved on their own as if his lower body was shrugging. “It…is. I think.”
“You think?”
“Well, I imagine it is very different. Mating with a human.”
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