Beneath me, Declan bucked harder. “Fuck, that is so fucking hot. Please, you’ve got to do something.”
I pulled my tentacle away from Sonny’s dick and he whined. It was sticking out, red and shiny.
“Sonny, get the condoms and lube out of that drawer please.”
I pointed, and Sonny looked to where I was pointing, struggling to focus. The way I could affect him with my touch was a bit of a high, to be honest. I’d never felt as powerful as I did right then, regardless of my physical strength.
Sonny crawled shakily across the bed and reached for the drawer, and then I heard the rattle as he took the box of condoms and the tube of lube out, his fingers shaking.
It was an awkward movement for me to lift myself off Declan enough to strip off my trousers before settling back against him, but I managed it without letting him go. I got the feeling,somewhere inside, an instinct more than anything, that Declan needed to be held. My animal instinct was to hold tight and not give him the chance to overthink and panic and withdraw.
When Sonny came back with the lube, he tried to open the cap for me, but his fingers wouldn’t co-ordinate. I couldn’t help but smirk to myself at that.
Taking it from him, I opened it and squeezed some onto my fingers and reached behind myself, using my fingers to open myself up quickly.
Sonny was taking a condom packed out of the box but had the sense to hold it out to me rather than risk tearing it as he tried to open it. I carefully opened the packet with my teeth and rolled it onto Declan’s cock, which was thick and red and sticking straight up.
Taking hold of it, I held it still while I lifted myself up over him and sank slowly back down. He was thicker than I’d imagined and I had to take him slowly, since I hadn’t done a great job at stretching myself.
While he sank inside me inch by inch, Declan moaned and shook his head from side to side.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good. I’m not going to last.”
When I was fully seated, my arse against Declan’s groin, I stroked a hand across his chest, circling his nipples, and said, “You’re going to have to last.”
He groaned again and I raised myself up and sank down, setting a flowing rhythm that felt good to me. I slid down onto Declan’s cock again and again, feeling it stretch me, fill me.
And while the pleasure of taking Declan’s cock was beginning to build inside me, I reached for Sonny.
I’d half lost track of them, they moved so instinctively in tune with the rest of my body, that I hadn’t been paying attention. Two tentacles had snuck around Sonny, though, one around his chest, and I could feel the tingling pleasure on my suckers asthey nearly bit into his skin. I had to take a deep breath and stop myself from doing that. That was for my mates only.
I slid it around him further, keeping my suckers in check, and the other one around him was wound around his thighs, the tip teasing at his crack.
Looking at him, as he knelt on the bed beside me, his hands pressed to my tentacles as they held him, his eyes half-lidded and lost in pleasure, his gaze fixed on Declan, I slid my tentacle higher.
He shifted his knees, widening his stance, giving me access.
“Sonny?” I asked. I had to wait for him to look at me, blinking as though struggling to concentrate.
“Huh?”
“Do you want me to—?”
He was already nodding before I’d finished the sentence. “Yes please.”
“With my tentacle?” I needed to double check.
He kept nodding, and nodding, and only stopped with a gasp as I slid right up to his hole and, making the tip of my tentacle thin, I slid easily inside him.
I had to fumble with the lube again, squeezing more onto my hand and then my tentacle retracted, slid through the lube, and went back to its work. I eased slowly inside Sonny, watching his face for any sign of pain or disgust. He was panting, his eyes back on Declan’s face, and the two of them watched each other as I rode Declan’s cock and stretched Sonny.
I slid my tentacle in and out of Sonny’s hole, widening it fractionally as I did so until he was stretched around me, my tentacle what I estimated was the girth of Declan’s dick. It felt so good to penetrate him, to feel the silky channel, the warmth and the tight squeeze as he clenched around me.
I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock. My fingers were slick with lube and I started pumping hard, giving in to my need to come soon.
Leaning back slightly to adjust my position on Declan, I rode him harder and,yes, angled his cock to strike my prostate.
I shuddered with pleasure, starting to lose control of my limbs, and rode him hard, wanting that feeling again and again.
