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"You promised to tell me what you want from me. Tell me, little princess, what kind of touch do you crave? How can I please you as you have pleased me?"
Mia looks into my eyes and her skin reddens in that way she does. The blush, as she calls it, travels down her body, making her breasts pink and her nipples harden. I want to put each of her hard nipples into my mouth and suck them, as she sucked me. But first I want to know what she wants.
"It's embarrassing," she whispers.
"There’s nothing you can tell me that I’ll judge you for. You’re my wife, and Iwillpleasure you. You’ll never crave your human males again."
"I already don't," she says. "For a long time, I've wantedyou. I dreamt of you before I knew you. Months before."
Two or three months...yes.The witch sent dreams to my woman. The spell awakened her to me, and called her to my side, just as the witch promised. I can't prove it, but in my heart I know Mia's dreams must’ve started the very night I visited the witch.
Arabella Black will receive a boon for this.
"And what do you crave, wife? Tell me and I’ll master you."
She holds her wrists out to me.
"I want you to...hold me down. Tie me with your tentacles. Take me hard. Use me. Use me for pleasure until you burst inside me. I know it probably isn't what you want, but I need it. Just this once, will you do it? For me?"
My chest tightens. Can it really be true? Mia wants me the same way thatIwant her. But her body is small, and frail compared to mine. I could never use all my strength, I’d have to be cautious not to hurt her.
But even as I think these thoughts, my tentacles wrap around her wrists and ankles and thighs. I spread her wide like a starfish. She fights against her bonds, but I hold her. Even all of her strength isn't enough. She thrashes until she's satisfied that she can't escape.
"Now I do as I please," I tell her.
Mia nods, a smile spreading across her face even as my tentacle tightens around her throat.
First, I lift her until her breasts are in my face, licking and sucking on her nipples mercilessly. She writhes and gasps with pleasure as I do. My tentacles massage her folds, flicking and slapping gently across her most sensitive places. The tentacles of my head wrap around her chest, stroking her breasts as I suck them. The tentacle around her neck parts her lips and she takes it willingly in her mouth.
I feel my princess's tongue and lips as she sucks my tentacle deeper into her mouth. I let more slide inside, filling her mouth. She moans through the mouthful and shudders with pleasure.
As my tentacle works the wet folds in her front, I wonder about the opening in her backside. My female enjoys having things in her mouth, and I know she craves being filled in what the humans call her pussy.
I'mcurious about it, too. Of all the females I have felt, none have been as soft and smooth and slick as my wife. I’ve never felt a sex organ quite like hers. I’ve never tasted something as delightfully acidic and tangy as her flavor.
It reminds me of when she tasted my seed.
Yes, this female tastes as good to me as I do to her. And my tentacles relish the flavor of her entire body. The taste of her skin, her lips, her mouth, her pussy, and her armpits all have their own flavors. Mia is a full meal, including dessert, and I want to taste all of her.
It makes me wonder, if she enjoys being filled everywhere else...what about her orifice in the back? And what flavor will it hold for me?
One of my long tentacles casually slides across the cheeks of her ass. They are warm and smooth and firm. Mia is strong for her kind. Very strong.
Her backside clenches and releases as my tentacle runs the length of the split between her cheeks. I hear her moans intensify, her futile struggles against her bonds grow stronger.
"Do you want it?"
The very tip of the tentacle grazes her split, where her muscles tense to block the hole from me. But then she moans again and Mia relaxes. She arches her back slightly, allowing her cheeks to spread for me.
My tentacle licks across the tightly closed orifice. It has a pleasant flavor to it, and I want to taste more. My tentacle presses against her tightness until it presses her open.
Mia's moan's become screams, and her thrashing intensifies. The shudder of an orgasm shakes through her body. I tighten my grip on her and press her into the softness of my bed. The frame creaks gently as I slide on top of her.
My hard cock, the one that still hasn't spent its pleasure, slides across the folds between her legs. It moves with a mind of its own, my suckers finding the sensitive nub at the top of her folds. She sucks harder at the tentacle in her mouth in response.
How long am I meant to restrain myself? I'm at my limit. I must have her, I must know what she feels like inside.
And after all, isn't it what she wanted?
The head of my cock presses to her wet opening, trying to slide in. Sensations of wild pleasure ride through me as I feel her tightness around me.
Gods, she is tight inside. I want to be gentle, not to hurt her, but I can't control myself any longer. I drive into her, forcing the head in. When my suckers feel her insides, I nearly burst from the pleasure immediately. But I hold back. I take a breath and calm myself.
The muscles in the walls of her insides undulate around me, milking me even before I thrust into her.
"You're so tight, little princess. I'm going to enjoy this."
And I drive into her, riding her body as she moans through the tentacle in her mouth.
