“Please, please, please,” I plead again, because I’m not above begging.Not for this.
The tentacle between my legs moves.It slides back, pressing against my entrance.It’s thick, impossibly thick, and I tense.A few moments ago, when I first saw it, I was scared, but now that it’s right at the opening of my pussy, I’m trembling with fear.It’s too huge.It’s never going to fit.
“Relax,” Theron says as if he can read my mind.“I’ll never hurt you.”
I nod and force myself to breathe and relax.
The tentacle pushes inside.I cry out at the stretch, at the fullness.It’s so much more than the toys I use.Warmer, alive, and fully responsive.It works itself deeper, inch by enormous inch, letting me adjust to the inhuman girth.
“That’s it,” Theron encourages me.“Take all of me, Lilith.Your pussy was made for this.”
The tentacle slides deeper, the suckers along its length catching and releasing inside me, creating sensations I didn’t even know existed.My head falls back, a moan tearing from my throat.This is so much better than anything I could’ve ever imagined.
Then another tentacle finds my clit, and I scream, overcome with pleasure.The sucker latches on and pulls and sucks, creating a rhythm that has me gasping and trembling even more.The tentacle inside me starts to move again with slow, deep thrusts.
“Oh, God,” I whimper.“Oh, God, Theron—”
“I know,” he says, his voice tight with restraint.“I can feel how close you are.How your body is clenching around me.Come for me, Lilith.Let me feel how you come for me.”
The tentacles move faster.The huge one inside me thrusts deeper while the others work my nipples and clit with relentless precision.I’m surrounded by them, held in place, stimulated everywhere at once, and it’s too much to bear.
My eyes roll back in my head as an orgasm crashes through me like a wave.I scream his name while pleasure explodes through every nerve.My inner walls clamp down on the tentacle inside me, and it pulses in response, as if my pleasure is feeding his.
But even though I’m coming hard, he doesn’t stop.His tentacles keep moving, keep stimulating, keep drawing out my orgasm until I’m sobbing from the intensity of it.
“Again,” Theron commands.“I want you to come again.”
“I can’t—”
“You can, and you will.”
Another tentacle slides between my legs, joining the first.
“Wait, how?”I cry out, but it’s no use.
He’s already filling me with a second tentacle.I’m afraid I’m going to split open because the stretch is intense and overwhelming.I’m so full I can barely breathe.One slender tentacle even trails up to my throat, not squeezing, just resting there as a reminder of his control.
“You’re mine,” Theron says, and his voice has taken on an otherworldly resonance.“Say it, Lilith.Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I gasp.“God, I’m yours—”
The tentacles inside me thrust harder, faster, and the ones on my clit and nipples pulse in perfect synchronization.The pleasure builds again, impossibly higher and sharper than before.The fullness borders on unbearable, but it doesn’t cross the line.I revel in it.To have my pussy filled like this by him does nothing but drive me insane.This is what heaven must be like.
“That’s it,” Theron growls as my pussy clamps around his tentacles.“Come for me, Lilith.Again.”
And I do.The second orgasm is even more intense than the first.My vision whites out, and my body convulses in the restraints as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me.I’m dimly aware that I’m squirting.Wetness streams down Theron’s tentacles, soaking everything.But he clearly doesn’t mind.He makes an inhuman sound of what I believe is pure satisfaction.
The tentacles slow but don’t stop, gently working me through the aftershocks.When I finally come back to myself, I’m shaking.Tears are streaming down my face from the intensity and from pure joy.
“Beautiful,” Theron murmurs.“And mine.”
The tentacles carefully lower me, setting me gently on the bed.They release my wrists and ankles but stay wrapped around me, holding me, supporting me.
Theron’s form shifts back to something more human as he climbs onto the bed beside me.He gathers me into his arms, his tentacles forming a cocoon around us both.
“You took me so well.So perfect.”
I grin lazily.I’m boneless, wrung out, and completely satisfied in a way I’ve never experienced.But there’s something else too, something deeper than physical pleasure.I feelseen.Claimed, yes, but also deeply cherished.
