Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
I liked being his fidget toy while he was thinking.
It was kind of cute.
“Your bonding process is also significantly different than our own because of your biology.” He seemed to be talking to himself more than he was to me specifically but I nodded anyway. “Evolving from cooperative prey animals would have an impact as well.”
Yep, definitely not talking to me.
“Our biology is unique from yours and holding a submissive while participating in caretaking activities induces the chemical reaction that produces pleasure and emotional attachment.” His tone warmed slightly as he gave me a hug, making it clear that now I was actually in a conversation. “So, my explanation of finding pleasure in holding you was accurate but should have been expounded upon.”
True statement…just too short.
I agreed with that completely.
“Thank you for explaining that part in more detail.” Yes, praise for what he’d done right. Nicholas had mentioned that in some of our first conversations about having a Dom who wasn’t human.
Oh yes.
I got more pets and firm cuddles.
He liked that.
“You are welcome, human.” He went back to caressing my head as he paused thoughtfully. “I was also processing what I knew about human dating rituals as well as monitoring your vital signs. Your loss of consciousness was unexpected.”
Yeah.
“I’m sorry about that.” And I was embarrassed about it. “I knew Larry was going to share stuff about me but when…but when it sounded like I was fetishizing your tentacles, I panicked.”
I also might’ve been holding my breath.
“Hmm.” The adorably human thinking sound that came across like he’d seen it in a sitcom said he was trying to decide what to say…but it was so cute. “Fetishizing…as in a desire moving from a preference to a stronger form of arousal that is seen as inappropriate.”
Kind of.
“I do not understand how a preferential desire for a higher quality can have a negative association. Please explain.” He gave my head a pat like he was prompting me to be a good boy and it made me blush as tingly pleasure swept through me.
His quiet hum said he’d noticed but he was dead set on understanding the fetish comment and didn’t get distracted.
“Um, well, I don’t know how to explain it. I’ve never had to.” It was just one of those things everyone seemed to know. “I…well, it’s more about being hyperfocused on one attribute and that turning into a negative thing.”
I was missing huge parts of that explanation but he didn’t seem to care.
He huffed and it made me want to laugh. “Having a strong focus and desire for a superior product or attribute cannot be negative. Tentacles are highly superior. They are more dexterous and can provide a range of pleasures that humans cannot replicate. I am more confused by humans who find them…wiggly.”
Someone had definitely compared him to something icky.
“I don’t think you’re wiggly.” Or anything else gross. “You’re soft and strong.”
Petting the tentacle under my fingers more firmly, I nuzzled against his torso again. “And I’ve researched a lot about how flexible you guys are. It’s very impressive.”
That was a good way of explaining I’d watched lots of porn without actually saying I’d watched a lot of porn, right?
“You’re also very focused on taking care of your mates and you…you like making your mates feel good.” I wasn’t sure that was the way I should’ve taken the conversation but it was what’d popped out, so I tried not to worry about his reaction.
“Caretaking comes in many forms…especially for humans.” His humans are kind of odd tone made me fight back laughter. “Pleasure also comes in many forms for humans, but I have read that the physically based erotic pleasures are necessary for a significant portion of humans.”
He had been doing a lot of research.
“Yeah, most of us like that but there are people who are asexual or who need different kinds of things.” But that wasn’t me and I didn’t want there to be any misunderstanding about that. “I like the physically erotic kind, though. A lot.”
My honesty got me another hug and one tentacle started stroking low on my back, right above my ass. I wasn’t sure if he’d known what that would do to me but I knew he could sense how good the tingly pleasure made me feel when he made that thinking sound again.
“I find I am glad you have a preference for erotic pleasure.” He was so glad his limb inched down lower and I barely held back a moan. “I did not understand their effects.”
On him?
Oh.
Larry had said horny humans smelled good.
I smelled good.
Shit.
There’d been no reason to hide my moan…he knew how I was feeling.
Fuck it.
“It’s…it’s good effects, right?” I almost couldn’t breathe as his tentacle shifted lower again, obviously testing the water to see what I’d allow.
“Yes.” There was no hesitation in his voice and that was sexy even though he probably didn’t understand why. “Your pleasure gives me…there is a word but humans do not have it in English…strong happiness.”