by Abbie McAnn
“Sam,” she whispered, as she stared into his perfect eyes. “You’re the only one that I want. I’ve loved you so much for so long; there is no one else for me. Please don’t make me wait any longer. I want you now, Sam. So badly.”
That was all that Sam needed to hear. Sam’s lips captured hers again. It felt like he was everywhere; his mouth was devouring hers as his hands explored under her shirt. His tentacles were climbing up her legs, getting braver as they grazed against her core.
Kate’s brain could barely process what was happening; she was just one great big ball of exploding nerve endings.
She didn’t even realize that Sam had moved until he was suddenly laying her on his bed. She whined, thinking that he was going to leave her, but instead, he climbed right on top of her. It was even better like this. She was completely enveloped by him. It seemed like all his body was trying to crawl inside of hers.
“Sam,” she moaned.
He responded by saying her name, saying it over and over again.
His hands pulled at her shirt, yanking it over her head. He fumbled with the rest of her clothes until finally there was nothing between them.
Her hands searched his body, moving lower and lower as he mouthed her left breasts.
“Where is your penis?” she asked, after minutes of not being able to find it.
He pulled away from her nipple to stare at her face. For the first time since they started, he looked shy, maybe even ashamed.
“It’s okay, love,” she said as she stroked his face. “Do you have one? It’s okay if you don’t.”
And she knew that it would be okay. They could always make something else work. She just wanted to make sure that he felt as good as she did.
“Yes, I have one,” he said, though he couldn’t quite meet her eyes. Her hand went down to his chin, tilting it up until he was forced to look at her again.
“Will you show me? You promised me that you would show yourself to me when you were ready, remember? I’m not running away, love, so please don’t hide from me.”
He nodded. He looked more resolved though she could still see some worry on his face. He leaned back, sitting up on his tentacles. She followed him, shifting until she was kneeling in front of him.
“My people, we do not mate as humans do. I was young when I was taken, so I never got to experience it myself. But I heard the men talking about it. Kraken women live separately from us, in the deepest trenches of the ocean. They are much bigger than we are so that they can withstand the enormous pressure at those depths. Krakens do not form mating bonds the same way that humans do. When our men wish to mate, they must seek out a woman by going into the trenches. It can be very dangerous and I remember that many did not return. I do not know if it is because the women pulled them too far down into the trenches or if it is because they accidentally killed them during the act, just because of their size.”
“That’s horrible,” Kate said in shock. “And sad too.”
I’m so glad that you are on Earth so that you never have to experience that. As selfish as it was, Kate couldn’t help thinking it.
“I think so too,” Sam said as he stared at him. He cleared his throat before speaking again. “This is my mating tentacle. It is my sexual organ.”
He lifted one of his tentacles and she stared at it in surprise. It was smaller than his other tentacles and much darker in color. It was still much, much larger than a human penis. It looked to be at least four feet long and so thick at the base that she probably couldn’t wrap both hands around it.
She swallowed, trying not to let Sam see her trepidation. She didn’t mind that it was a tentacle, in fact, those suckers were giving her quite a few ideas. It’s just that it was so big.
“You’re very well endowed. Kraken women must be huge!” She wanted to say more but realized that she might be making him self-conscious. “Can I touch it?”
Sam nodded, though his expression was unreadable.
She wrapped her fingers around the tapered end, feeling the small slit there. She was curious about just how sensitive he was. When her fingers grazed his suckers, his whole body tensed as he moaned loudly.
Interesting.
She ran her fingers along his suckers, loving the little noises he made as his body jerked. The suckers grabbed at her fingers. It reminded her of last night, and how he had reacted when his sucker had tasted her. Could these ones taste too?
It gave Kate a very, very naughty idea.
With his mating tentacle still in her hand, she leaned forward to kiss him again. He immediately responded and she nibbled at his lip until he opened to her. She distracted him with her mouth as her hand drew his tentacle to her core. A sucker immediately latched on to her clit and they both threw their heads back in pure ecstasy.
It milked her small bud, pulling at it until she was screaming her release.
She fell back on the bed, not able to support herself any longer. The waves of pleasure slowly stopped, but she was a greedy girl. She wanted more.
She opened her eyes, searching for Sam. He was exactly where he was before, staring down at her with eyes as big as saucers.
“Come here, baby,” she said, needing his body back on top of hers.
She didn’t have to tell him twice. He settled over her, supporting his weight on his elbows.
“I want you to make love to me,” she whispered, leaning up to kiss his neck. “I think I can take some of you. Will it still feel good for you if only part of your tentacle is in?”
“Yes,” he moaned.
It was all the prodding Sam needed. He took control again and all of Kate’s thoughts flew out the window.
He was so different than anyone she had ever been with before, so much better. It was like he was designed for sex. He was able to bring Kate to heights she had never felt before. Just getting to be with Sam was mind-blowing, and that was infinitely amplified by his mating tentacle. It was amazing, so much better than any human penis.
Unlike a human penis, his mating tentacle was prehensile. Sam was able to control it so that he could thrust it into her at just the right angle to make her scream. And the feeling of his suckers pulling at her inner walls was indescribable. That alone would have been more than enough. But his suckers hadn’t forgotten about her clit.
By the time that Sam was through with her, she had cum more times than she could count.
Kate was so exhausted that she could barely keep her eyes open.
“That was amazing,” she sighed, as Sam spooned her.
He chuckled.
“I agree,” he said, his voice full of masculine pride.
She felt his lips brush against her neck. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling.
“Maybe we could do it again sometime,” she teased.
He growled and she could feel the vibration of it against her neck.
“If by sometime, you mean every single fucking day. You’re mine now, Kate. I’m never going to be able to give you up.”
“Good. I hope that you never let me go.”
Sam tightened his arms around her, pulling her even closer to him.
When Kate finally drifted off to sleep, she had the most wonderful dreams about The Kraken in the Lake.
The End
Epilogue
It was proving to be a long and hard winter. Kate had thought that the snow last March was bad, so she was in for quite a surprise when the weather started to turn in December. By January, Kate was sick of snow. She couldn’t be too upset though, because Sam was very good at warming her up at night.
Sam was an amazing boyfriend. It had almost been a year since she moved into the lake house and they had been together for the past five months of it. She was hopelessly in love with him and she had it on pretty good authority that he felt the same way.
It was mid-morning on a Tuesday and they had just finished their chores. She still wasn’t quite acclimated to work in the snow, but she hated the thought of making Sam do all the work. Of
course, he always insisted that she stay inside where it was warm. But she would rather buck up and go outside than spend the day away from him.
They had been heading over to the greenhouse when a crash came from the side of the house.
“What are we going to do?” Kate asked as she stared into the disaster that used to be the woodshed.
Kate had always thought that it looked well built, but apparently, it couldn’t withstand the weight of the snow on top of it. Now all that snow was covering her precious firewood. Kate had never even considered the roof collapsing. Why did neither of them think to check it before the weather got bad?
Sam sighed, rubbing his head. “I guess we’re going to have to move it so that it doesn’t get soaked, if it isn’t already. The garage would probably be the best place to store it.”
“But how are we going to move it? It’s going to take forever to carry!”
Sam thought for a moment. “John has that utility snowmobile in the garage and I think there is a trailer for it. You’ll have to drive it though.”
Sam must have seen the worry on her face because he had her wrapped up in his arms before she could voice her concerns.
“It’s going to be okay, love. I’m not going to let you go cold. If the snowmobile doesn’t work, then we’ll figure something else out.”
Of course, he was right. She was just worrying too much. She turned in his arms and stood up on the tips of her toes to give him a kiss. Damn, she really loved this man. She would take longer to show him right now, but it was freezing.
She pulled away and he let her, though he still held on to her gloved hand as they walked into the house. The fire was still going inside and she instantly felt warmer. Sam threw another log into it before they headed to the garage.
Kate rarely ever went into the garage, so it took her a minute to find the set of light switches in the darkroom.
They passed the two luxury vehicles and the damaged pick-up.
“What happened to the truck? I always forget to ask,” Kate said.
Sam looked at the truck and laughed. “Well, it’s kind of a long story. Maybe I should tell it later.”
“Now I’m dying it hear it. Please tell me.” Kate pouted and batted her eyelashes. She knew that Sam couldn’t resist that face.
“Okay, okay. Did Jessica tell you that John had a son?”
“Yes. She said that he passed away from leukemia.”
Sam nodded.
“John’s wife died giving birth to his son, William. John raised Will by himself and he really loved that kid. Will was his whole life. He was diagnosed with leukemia when he was seven. It was right after John’s company had taken off and so he was able to afford the best doctors and the best treatments. They both fought like hell and because of that, they were able to buy him a few more years. I think that John really thought that he could buy his way out of it; that if he threw enough money at the problem it would just go away. It about killed John too when Will passed away. He was only ten at the time; his life was just getting started.”
Sam paused, his face clouded with grief for the brother he never got to know.
“John had properties all over the place, so I’m not sure why he chose the beach house in Oregon. But I was lucky that he did. He stayed there for months after Will was gone, doing nothing but drinking his life away. Of all the beaches I could have ended up on, it just had to be John’s. He was drunk off his ass and shooting cans on the beach. He almost shot me too. Course, I didn’t know what a gun was at the time, so I had no clue what he was pointing at me. And who could blame him? He thought that a sea monster had just come out of the ocean. I was just as scared as he was. I had never seen anything like him and neither of us could understand each other. I could have just run back into the ocean, but I had been alone in this strange place for such a long time. The only thing that saved my life was that John realized I was a kid.
“He didn’t immediately take me in after that. It took a while for me to communicate to him what had happened to me. Once he realized that I wasn’t from here and that I was all alone, he insisted that I stay with him. I was in desperate need of a father and he needed something to distract him from the loss of his son.”
Sam stopped again, looking thoughtful.
“He was planning to keep me at the beach house and raise me there. But I was careless back then. I didn’t understand why I had to hide from people because I thought everyone was like John. Anyways, this group of tourists saw me on the beach one day and really lost their shit. Can you imagine? And I was just some dumb kid. I couldn’t understand why they were running away from me, screaming their heads off. John had to pay them a lot of money to keep them quiet.
“That’s when he decided to build the lake house so that he could keep me safe. He wanted to make sure that he never lost another son. I hated him for a long time for making me move. The ocean was my home, and the Oregon coast was at least somewhat similar to the waters on Pangeria. The lake was my first time in freshwater and every time I tried to breathe in it, it felt like I was suffocating. I hated it. It took me a long time to acclimate to it.
“John and I had a huge fight one night after about my second year of living with him. I really wanted John to move us to Coeur d'Alene. I thought it was the perfect place for us to live. We could get a house on the lake without having to be cut off from the world. I could go to school and make friends and be just like a human. I still didn’t understand then why John didn’t want the world to know about me. Well anyway, I didn’t take it very well when John said that it was never going to happen. So I thought ‘screw him.’ I don’t need him anymore. I’ll just leave here myself.’
“I took the truck keys and I squeezed myself into the cab of the truck. I was only about twelve at the time, but I was growing so fast that I was already taller than he was. And my tentacles were so big, it was a miracle I was able to fit behind the wheel. I had to roll down the driver's window and let a couple of them hang out to give me enough room. Can you imagine driving past that?
“I actually made it surprisingly far. It was tricky because my tentacles would keep accidentally bumping the gas or the brake. I almost made it to Colville before someone spotted me. The guy was coming towards me and he was the first car I had seen on my whole drive. It must have been my tentacles hanging out the window that did it. He was so shocked that he let his car drift into my lane. I had to swerve out of the way. I drove right off the road and into a tree. Thankfully, I wasn’t going very fast. The guy stopped and some good Samaritan driving behind him stopped too. That guy must have immediately called 911 because it didn’t take long for a state trooper and ambulance to arrive.
“I was concussed, sitting in the front seat of the truck, with no clue what was going on. All I knew was that people were outside, yelling, but I wasn’t really processing what they were saying. I didn’t get out of the truck until I saw the flashing lights from the ambulance and police car. I thought that they were coming to help me because I knew from TV that they helped people. Imagine how surprised I was when I got out of the truck to find a gun pointed at me. Man, that state trooper was scared shitless. And all those terrified people were standing behind him, yelling at him to shoot me. I hadn’t believed John until that moment. I probably never would have, if I hadn’t tried to leave. I did what John had taught me to do and camouflaged myself. The cop shot at me, but he couldn’t see me so he missed.
“I ran into the forest, scared shitless. I was lucky that John wasn’t far behind me. He saw the truck wrapped around the tree and immediately knew what the commotion was about. I have no clue how he was able to keep all those people quiet; it must have taken a lot of money. He had the truck towed back here after that and refused to get fixed or get rid of it. He wanted it to be my reminder of what happens when people see me.
“Don’t tell John I said this, but that has never been what the truck represents to me. Every time I look at it, all I can think about is that sweet, sweet joyride. Tent
acles blowing in the breeze without a care in the world. That thirty minutes is one of my favorite memories.”
Kate was speechless. His story made her realize that there was still so much that she didn’t know about him.
He had just shared so much, yet she felt like she still had a million questions.
“You’ve never told me how you ended up on Earth. How did you get here?”
“Huh, I guess I haven’t,” Sam said. His face twisted and she couldn’t tell if he was trying to smile or grimace. “I was abducted by aliens.”
“Shut up! No way,” Kate said, staring at him in disbelief.
“I know, I know. It sounds crazy. How could an alien be abducted by other aliens? But that’s what happened. Some of the elders were teaching me and the other children how to hunt, so we were out in open waters. I don’t know how they took me, but the next thing I knew I was strapped to a table, surrounded by these blue aliens with really floppy heads. I didn’t even know what a table, or a room, or a spaceship was back then. It was terrifying. I don’t know how long I was on that ship because they kept giving me something that would make me sleep.
“Every time they woke me up, I was being pulled out of a glass cylinder that wasn’t much bigger than I was. There were other glass cylinders in the room they kept me in, though almost all of them were empty. The ones that weren’t empty contained my brothers. They had taken at least three other Kraken males.
“They would take me to a room and run tests on me, before putting me back to sleep. The other Kraken were always asleep when they woke me up. The last time I was awake in the ship, several of the cylinders had aliens kept in them. I know now that they were human women.
“That must have been why they were on Earth; they were collecting humans. I have absolutely no clue why though. They left me somewhere off the Oregon coast in the Pacific Ocean. They literally just opened a backdoor in the ship and pushed me out. Who knows why they took me or why they left me here. But it’s all pretty fucked up to think about, so I try not to.”