“I can do better than that.”
Before I can ask what he means, he pushes his ribbed cock inside me. The stretch is so intense that it steals my breath for several moments. Pleasure explodes across every nerve ending, making them light up. My eyes widen, and my mouth falls open with a gasp.
“Too big, too big,” I say through breathy moans, my fingers digging into his tentacles.
“You’ve had bigger,” he replies with a smirk. “And in a moment, you’ll take more.”
The sensations are so overwhelming that my eyes flutter shut as he pushes more and more of that mating arm into my pussy. I feel a slight tingle along my walls, where he adds a little extra lubrication to ease the slide, but when he reaches my cervix, the little tendrils expand.
“What.” I reel forward with his tentacles holding me in place. “What’s this?”
“You like it?” he purrs. “Every part of my mating arm is savoring your sweet pussy.”
As he says this, the extra tendrils caress the contours of my insides with deep strokes that make my thighs tremble. Sweat breaks out across my brow, and I’m panting hard enough to warm the entire apartment.
“Pleasure like this should be illegal,” I say.
“You’re so tight,” he growls.
My eyelids flutter, and I let out a moan.
“The way you pulse around my mating arm makes me want to fuck you like this every day for the rest of our lives.”
Somewhere through the haze of ecstasy, I can’t help but wonder how long creatures like him live. My lips form the words, but one of the tendrils inside me hits a spot that makes me see stars.
“Aaah!”
“Would you like that?” he says into my ear. “A century from now, I’ll be taking you this exact way.”
I cry out, partly out of rapture and partly with the need to ask a question. My mate adds another tendril to my g spot and another, and soon, they’re taking me from all angles. The mating arm ripples and undulates inside me, each wave of the muscular cock pushing against my pleasure centers.
“Humans. Don’t. Live. That. Long.” I punch out every word as he drives me toward another climax.
Pleasure closes in around me from all angles, and every limb trembles with the sense that I might implode. The tentacle up my ass and mating arm work in tandem to fuck me harder and deeper than anything he’s done before.
Wet sounds fill my ears, mingling with his words. “Things will be different for you, now that we’re mates.”
Every part of my body feels like crackles of electricity trying to detonate a fuse. But when another pair of tentacles slither up my front to seize my nipples, a burst of sensation hits me like a struck match.
Whatever my mate says next is muffled by my scream. I pulse around his thick tentacle cock, feeling its every contour. The only thing keeping me from thrashing about are the thick appendages pinning me to the wall.
He holds me in the safety of his cocoon, whispering filthy words of encouragement as his tentacle sucks my clit through what feels like an unending climax.
It’s only when the sensations fade that something registers. “What did you say?”
His hazel eyes sparkle. “You heard that, my mate?”
“Not all of it.”
“Humans can live as long as we do with regular infusions of our essence.” He pulls back his mating arm, leaving only its smaller tip.
I grab his flesh. “Wait, where are you going?”
The grin he flashes me is so wicked, and reminds me so much of his crueler side that my stomach dips.
“Um… Mate?” I ask.
“Remember I said I wanted to fuck you with my human cock?”