EVERY TOUCH HAD Render’s core twisting. In the center of the bed, Daris used his drinking tentacle to suck his cock.

Sliding across his tongue was Toren’s erection. His focus might be on pleasing the monk with his mouth, but his dick demanded attention. That suckling tentacle gripped him. Every move took over his brain. Sensations battered him.

Render shuddered as his chest started on fire. A light mist of smoke filled the room. Blue Blazes. Toren pleaded for release as ...