She didn't have the words for it. The pressure, the fullness, it was unlike anything she had experienced before. She thought she liked it. She'd always heard that the first time someone did this, it might be a little painful. But all she felt was pleasure. Slick wetness. Need.
So much need.
She braced both of her hands on his chest and bore down. Pressing him deeper inside of her. Moving until she could feel more and more of him.
His eyes rolled back in his head. Proteus slammed his hand down on the rocks, and his claws gouged furrows into the stones beneath them. Every muscle in his body tightened as she took him as deeply as she could. Which admittedly wasn't that far.
There was a lot of him, and she was only one woman.
Reaching between them, she gripped him in her hand and drew all the way back up. There was a pinch of pain, but not enough to stop her. The slow glide. The heat of him. The thickness of his cock made her feel like she was going insane.
Every time she did it, it felt better. The tension inside her built again. Coiling tighter and tighter as she used him in whatever way she wanted.
Then, she finally glanced up at him again to see him watching her with awe.
"Okay?" she asked, breathless as she started a pace that made it hard for either of them to speak.
"Don't stop."
"I wasn't going to." She ended the words with a moan that echoed throughout the chamber as she spasmed on top of him.
She was so close. Back to the point where there could be some kind of magic that happened between them. She just had to push a little harder, needed something else.
His tail came up behind her again, pressing against her back and coaxing her to lean backward. And then, those hip fins. His tentacles came around her, a web of suckers that latched onto her torso. Many of them lashed across her breasts, wrapping around her nipples with delicious suction. More delved between her legs, wrapping around his cock, her fingers, and her clit. Their grip made moving difficult, but then she ground down on him as she had when they started, and sparks burst behind her eyes.
"Oh," she whispered as his stomach flexed beneath her free hand.
Suddenly he was right there. His face was in front of hers, his breath fanning across her lips.
He kissed her. Consumed her. His tongue mimicked the movements she made on his cock as she rocked back and forth on top of him until everything exploded.
She tensed so hard on him, spasming around his cock as her body came harder than she ever had before. She forgot how to breathe. How to think. She could only shake with pleasure that seared through her entire body.
And then he was coming too, the guttural sound of his pleasure muffled by her lips and tongue.
She could feel him. The pressure of all his cum pulsed inside of her, gushing out over her fingers because there just wasn'tenough space to keep it all in. Spilling between them in a glimmering, kaleidoscope of colors that caught the light.
Breathing hard, she leaned back against his tail, her fingers still wrapped around his cock.
There was wetness on her back too. Slick where he must have come from his other cock as well. She'd have to explore that at some time. Ellie was a little embarrassed to admit she wasn't so creative as to know what to do with two of them. She'd only seen a few rooms full of people, and even if there were two men with one woman, she hadn't really looked that closely to see how that all worked.
Memories like that didn't matter right now, though. There was something about him that had changed as he looked at her. Something that made her want to bite him. To kiss him. To start all of this over again.
He looked at her like she was some kind of goddess that had come down from the sky to give him this gift.
Proteus cupped the back of her neck, giving her a slow kiss that made her slide down a little further onto his cock, somehow still hard inside of her. She whimpered into his mouth until he finally released her.
His grip on her neck tightened just a bit. "What was that?"
"I believe it's called sex."
"A man could get lost in that," he muttered, dragging his lips down her neck. His tongue darted out, chasing a drop of sweat that rolled between her breasts. "How many times can we do that?"
"As many times as you want."
"Good, because I have some theories."
"Theories?" She gasped as he rocked into her, somehow sliding even deeper inside of her.
