I swallowed, but his tentacle ran a taunting touch around my clit and pleasure blurred all my hang-ups. "I remember."
"Good girl. What did I just ask, a moment ago? I want an answer."
You like that, firecracker?
I panted, warm water sloshing over my belly as his tentacles moved across my body.
"I like it. So much," I added, breathing faster when the tentacle at my chest somehow folded to pinch my nipple, pulling on it in a way that made electric heat crackle through me.
"Mm. Your pussy feels so hot against my tentacle. You like the way it touches your clit?"
"Yes," I breathed, then remembered his rule. "I want … I want to feel it forever."
"Feel what?" he pressed patiently, scattering kisses down the extended column of my throat.
"Your tentacle on my pussy," I whispered. "I want—I want to come, Mav."
"Not yet," he replied calmly, the tentacle at my breast pulling on my nipple again, making me whine before it moved to the other. "You can come when you've been a good girl and deserve it."
I whimpered.
"Oh, firecracker," he crooned. "I felt that throb against my tentacle. Right here."
I jolted at the long, gliding touch over my clit, his tentacle sliding from my swollen, throbbing nerves through tingling, swollen flesh to my drippy entrance. My pussy went wild, clenching and contracting, desperately pleading.
"Mav, please."
"Please what?"
"Please—ah—" My face burned. I couldn't say it.
He laid a long kiss on my neck, the tentacles wrapped around my legs spreading my thighs wider until I leaned fully against Mav. "Do you need a thick tentacle to fill you up, cutie?"
"Yes," I breathed. "Please. Fill—fill me up."
"Good girl," he praised, making my stomach squirmy. "I know that wasn't easy for you to say. I'm proud of you."
I turned my face into his neck, breathing fast. No one ever said that to me before. This was crazy. He was a shadowkind, and Ikilledhim, and he brought me here totortureme. Instead, he was touching my pussy and telling me he was proud of me.
"Thank you," I whispered, my throat aching and pussy throbbing deep. It was a strange combination of sensations.
"You ever had anything inside you before?" he asked, kissing my shoulder.
I nodded, my face hot. "Four times."
It wasn't my favourite thing in the world, but I needed it now. Badly. My body demanded it.
Mav made a deep, rumbling sound against my skin. "Fuck, you're practically a virgin. I'll be careful, firecracker. Don't wanna hurt you."
"But I killed you."
He laughed. "Yeah, no harm done. I was impressed by that, actually. And now I've got what I wanted from you, there's no need to torture you anymore, is there?"
What he wanted…? My head was too fuzzy to work out what that was. My body was on fire, blazing with need. I was surprised I hadn't turned all the bathwater to steam.
My hips bucked when his tentacle slid back and forth along my pussy, making me jump with every brush to my clit.
"Deep breath, good girl. I want you nice and relaxed for me."