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“My little mate is getting a tentacle fetish,” he says with a chuckle.
I glance down at the appendages wrapped around my body. “Which one’s your mating arm?”
“This one.” A thinner tentacle rises between our bodies. While the others are thicker than my thighs, his mating arm has the girth of my forearm.
My fingers tremble as I run my hands up and down its warm surface. It’s a little rougher than his regular tentacles with ribbed skin on the smoother side and tiny suckers on its underside. It tapers at the tip with a fleshy head that ends in a gentle point.
The head is about twice the thickness of my thumb. As I rub the peculiar growth, it splits into dozens of tiny tendrils.
“Oh.” I snatch my hand away. “What is that?”
He strokes my arm with the threadlike projections, sending a tingle down my spine.
“All the better for stroking your cervix and exploring the parts of your little pussy that no human penis can reach.”
My tongue darts out to lick my bottom lip, and he growls his approval.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my mating arm?” he asks.
Gulping, I give him a slow nod. “But you know, something as long and thick as that will never fit.”
His deep growl resounds across his tentacles and makes every inch of my skin tingle. “You’ll take my tentacle cock like a good little mate.”
My pussy muscles clench, seeming to agree.
“Alright,” I whisper, “But you’ll need to give me extra lubrication.”
He reaches between my legs with his human hand and slips two thick fingers in my pussy and stretches me open. “You’re so wet.”
I make a strangled sound in the back of my throat.
“It looks like you’re doing well enough on your own,” he adds.
“Just fuck me,” I whisper.
With a deep groan that I feel to the marrow of my bones, he pulls out his fingers and rubs the tip of his mating arm over my pussy. The little tendrils stroke every fold, and some of them make tiny flicking motions over my swollen clit.
Pleasant tremors run across my nerves, making me throw my head back and moan.
“You like me playing with your pussy?” he asks.
“Oh.” I grip the tentacles holding me against the wall. “This is just like getting whipped, only without the sting.”
My mate lets out a deep purr that I feel across every inch of my skin. “I will never cause you pain unless it’s what you want.”
“Promise?” I ask with a giggle.
“I swear it.” Some of his tendrils sweep gentle circles around my opening, and the ones toying with my clit make every muscle in my pelvis pulse.
“Your sweet ass is gripping me so well,” he says in a deep voice that fills the room. “I can’t wait to feel how you’ll tighten around my mating arm.”
“Please,” I whisper.
“Please, what, mate?” he asks, his voice laced with amusement. “You’re a human. Use your words.”
I huff a hysterical laugh, but my mind is too addled to come up with a clever response.
“Fuck me,” I say from between clenched teeth. “Fill me with that mating arm while you’re giving it to me up the ass. And while you’re at it, I want another tentacle sucking my clit.”
