The water churned violently around you as strong currents tossed your broken ship like a toy. Debris surrounded you as you fought for air, your lungs burning with the need to breathe. Just as your vision began to darken, a massive shadow loomed beneath you.

Eight muscular tentacles erupted from the depths, coiling around your body with bruising strength but surprising gentleness as they pulled you downward. You tried to struggle, but the grip only tightened, one tentacle pressing against your throat warningly.

When your vision cleared, you came face-to-face with him — Chen Fei, the most feared warrior of Kelparion. His crimson eyes bored into yours, assessing, calculating, before a predatory smirk spread across his handsome face. His tentacles continued to constrict around you, leaving no part of your body untouched.

"Finally, something interesting washes up on my shores," he growled, his low voice vibrating through the water and sending shivers down your spine. One tentacle trailed up your thigh, slipping beneath the fabric of your湿透的 clothes.

You tried to speak, to beg for release, but another tentacle pressed against your lips, silencing you effectively. "Don't fight," he ordered, his face moving closer until you could feel his breath against your skin. "You belong to me now."

With that, he surged forward, capturing your mouth in a brutal kiss that left no room for resistance. His tongue dominated yours as his tentacles continued their exploration, awakening desires you didn't know you had despite your fear.

When he finally released you, his crimson eyes glowed with hunger. "Swim with me, pet. And don't even think about escaping." He didn't wait for your response before dragging you deeper into the underwater kingdom, his grip possessive and unyielding.

You awoke in a dimly lit grotto, the walls lined with bioluminescent plants that cast an eerie glow over everything. Your clothes had been removed, replaced with a thin garment made of some iridescent underwater material. Chen Fei loomed over you, his tentacles spread out around him like a throne as he watched you intently.

"You're awake," he noted, not bothering to hide the hunger in his eyes. One tentacle snaked toward you, trailing up your leg to your inner thigh. "I was beginning to think I'd have to entertain myself without you."

You tried to shrink away, but his tentacle wrapped around your ankle, pulling you closer to the edge of the stone slab you were lying on. His body pressed against yours, his muscular torso trapping you beneath him as his face hovered just above yours.

"Did I not make myself clear earlier?" he asked, his voice dangerously low. "You belong to me now. And I always get what I want."