Page 134 of An Invocation of Monsters

I received slick, which was sweeter-tasting than I’d expected, and swallowed it down. The tentacle pushed past my lips and I decided to treat it like a cock, sucking and moving my head along its length.

I felt an odd numbness in my throat; the tentacle was pushing further.

I almost struggled when I understood.

The slick would make it possible for me to take a monster’s enormous cock down my throat.

Well, fuck yeah, I liked that idea. I swallowed another gush of it, working the tentacle as it expanded.

The tentacles used me like a doll, thrusting into every orifice.

I had ceased to become Elle and was just a giant ball of pleasure, moaning and gasping around my full mouth.

Kiraxis lapped at my clit hard, until he felt me shiver. Then he pulled away and I moaned in discontent for the first time.

But not for long.

The tentacle withdrew from my mouth, then from my pussy and ass. They rearranged me, holding me captive as Kiraxis lowered himself to the white petals, laying on his neck.

Drazan forced my legs open, and speared me onto the Mlul’dra. I gasped, bucking my hips to take him, my pussy stretching wide despite the work of the tentacles and slick.

And when Drazan fisted his cock, aligning it with my ass, I wriggled onto him.

He pushed in slowly, careful of my human body’s limitations, no matter what the slick did.

The pressure built, mounting, until both monsters were firmly seated in me.

I practically purred when Toth ran a hand through my hair. “Open your mouth, love.”

I did so obediently, eagerly taking the flared crown into my mouth, feeling him push forward until he could go no further.

His claspers flared, wrapping around my head, holding me on his cock.

“Tap my leg thrice if it's too much,” he told me, and I nodded as best I could, my head in a cage.

Then he began slowly thrusting, fucking himself deep into my throat. Each time I drew back, the claspers pushed me forward.

Kiraxis and Drazan pumped into me, one pushing in, the other pulling out.

I was blind, dumb, completely insensate except for my physical being. Everything felt stretched, the pressure beyond anything I’d ever experienced.

I was only aware of being shared, their weight and heat, the thick lengths of the cocks ramming into me.

I was nothing but lust and love.

Toth’s shaft distended my jaws as he rode into me, but not once did I feel the need to tap him.

They knew how I wanted to be consumed, utterly obliterated, but they did it with such care, their roughness just falling short of violence.

And Drazan, even as he pumped into my ass, used his tentacles to play me like an instrument, flicking my nipples, tentacles suctioning onto my clit. Every thrust from Kiraxis was accompanied by a short, hard squeeze, making my swollen clit feel like it was going to explode.

I felt myself tightening, my core clamping down on Kiraxis. He uttered a breathy groan, the purr rumbling in his chest. “Come on me, lovely one. Let me feel you squeeze my cock.”

With Toth’s cock twitching in my mouth, and Drazan’s thrusts growing shorter and harder, I knew we were all close.

My hips bucked against the monster beneath me, the other two grinding into my face and ass, and the tentacle around my clit contracted.

I sucked Toth hard when I felt the first wave of the orgasm wash through me, the precursor to the hurricane, and felt him harden, pulsing.

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