CHAPTER 3
ISLA
A single, feather-light stroke over the peak, dragging a shiver out of me so sharp my knees threatened to buckle.
I bit my lip hard.
Another tentacle joined it, mirroring the first, both circling lazily before brushing again—firmer this time.
A gasp slipped out before I could stop it.
The glowing points brightened.
You like this.
“I don’t—” My voice hitched when one pinched lightly, rolling the sensitive skin between slick ridges. “—f**k—”
The tentacle at my thigh slid higher, stopping just before the thin cotton of my shorts. It pressed there, not moving, just reminding me it was right there.
I could feel the heat pooling between my legs, embarrassingly fast.
The one at my neck stroked upward, tracing my jaw until it reached my lips. The tip pressed lightly, urgi
