“Did I hear you right?” I whisper.
He pauses the delicious, pinching motion he was making on my nipples, putting an end to my pleasure. Even the tentacle tip on my pussy pauses, leaving me feeling left out in the cold.
“What did you hear?” The monster asks, sounding guarded.
“You want to stick your tentacle up my ass.”
“Rectum.”
“Same thing.”
“I sense you are resistant to the idea,” he says.
I splutter. “Because I’ve never—”
“Your rectum has its maidenhood intact?”
It takes a moment for me to realize he’s asking whether my ass is a virgin. What a question, but then this is a creature who invaded my room from another dimension and planned to carry me off.
“Yes,” I reply, my words crisp. “I am an anal virgin and would like to stay that way.”
He doesn’t say anything, letting the silence draw out until it becomes oppressive.
“What?” I snap.
“Where I come from, the females find that part of their bodies most arousing.”
“Do they have tentacles, too?”
“No, but they have more holes.”
I have no idea why, but hearing that makes me feel a little inadequate. Clearing my throat, I shake off my insecurities and turn to face the abyss of darkness taking up half the bed.
“No anal,” I say. “Not until I give you permission, is that understood?”
“Of course, my mate,” he replies a little too smoothly.
My eyes narrow into the dark. “I mean it.”
“I heard you the first time.” The tentacles on my nipples twitch. “May I resume preparations?”
“For what?”
“You’re secreting that delicious substance. I wish to generate enough for a feast.”
Bloody hell. He’s planning to go down on me. As much as I miss oral sex, and as much as I enjoy the tentacle action, I really need to see his face, not just the glimpse I caught earlier in shadow.
Shit. What if he has spaghetti-like appendages for a mouth or an octopus beak or a maw of gnashing teeth? I wouldn’t want those anywhere near my pussy.
“I don’t mind you scooping it up with your tentacles and placing it in your mouth, but no oral sex until I know you better.”
His deep laugh runs over my skin like static, making my nipples go taut. “Very well,” he replies, still sounding amused. “And now I will give you all the pleasure you permit.”
The tentacles around my nipples squeeze gently, sending the most pleasant sensation down to my clit.
I relax back into the mattress and let my knees flop back open. The monster brings one tentacle back to my pussy, making slow circles from my entrance to the base of my clit. I arch my back and moan. He’s taking it nice and slow.
All thoughts of the next morning evaporate into the ether. He could pleasure me for the rest of the night and make me late for work. It will be worth it.