Page 116 of An Inheritance of Monsters

I was so happy that he finally trusted me and my affection enough to let me kiss him. If it took the rest of my life, I would make sure Zirin knew he wasalwaysworthy of kissing, no matter that he looked a little different from me.

He was flawless, his iridescence and rings mesmerizing, a creature of pure beauty.

My hands explored as our tongues met, his sharp teeth grazing my lips. I felt his heartbeat beneath my hands, moving them lower as tentacles slipped from the water and twined around me.

He knew exactly which of my buttons to push, smaller tentacles encircling my breasts and toying with my nipples as they hardened under his touch, making me gasp against his mouth.

I was still stretched out from what he’d done to me earlier, and a slight ache rippled through my core as I felt one of his thicker tentacles brush against me.

Slick oozed from his shaft, coating my skin and numbing the residual ache. I wriggled against him, but he didn’t enter me yet.

Instead, as his arms wrapped around my waist, I felt another thick tentacle slide over my ass. The slick coated each cheek as he explored, sliding down the crease until it nudged against my backside.

I’m going to fill every bit of you, little one, he murmured, arms tightening around me.Every single hole will be mine.

I let out a shuddering breath as he delicately pushed in, both holes at once. My back arched and the tentacles around my breasts tightened, the suction cups clamping down tightly on my nipples.

Heat burst through me, although by all rights I should’ve been satisfied.

These monsters were never enough.

His eyes were heavy as he watched my face, the tentacle in my ass pushing forward an inch. Another gush of slick filled me, and he thrust forward another inch.

I squirmed against him, the pressure almost too much for a brief moment, but Zirin stroked my stomach and hips, relaxing me for him.

The tentacle in my pussy went deeper, exuding slick as it pulsed and grew in width. Soon it was as thick as the knot that had entered me earlier, expanding to push against my inner walls.

As the slippery liquid eased his way, he began to slowly pump in and out.

The dual thrusts were delicious, an ever-changing sensation of emptiness and fullness.

“More,” I whispered to him, my voice rough. “Deeper.”

I gasped when he obeyed, pushing deeper into my ass, his tentacle slowly expanding. Slick spilled over my ass, coating my thighs, and he trailed his claws through it and gripped one round cheek.

My hips moved without my permission, undulating against him and taking him deeper. A deep ache began pulsing in my clit, and as though he sensed what I wanted, one of the thinner tentacles wrapped around my leg moved upwards.

A small sucker suctioned onto my clit, and he squeezed, groaning as I writhed from the stimulation.

One of those thick tentacles slid over my shoulder as I bucked, trying to work my way as far as possible onto the tentacles inside me and urging him deeper, and I turned my head.

Zirin’s muscles jumped under my hands as I opened my mouth. I flicked my tongue against the dripping tip of the tentacle, inviting him inside.

The firm, silky tip caressed my lips, and I opened for him.

He surged inside, moisture filling my mouth. It was only a dribble of slick, but it burst in my mouth with a salty-sweetness that made me moan for more.

I swallowed, then opened to take him deeper.

His mouth opened in a silent gasp as the tentacle stroked my throat, another wave of slick spilling into my mouth. I choked a little as his tentacle grew thicker, probing deeper into my throat.

He groaned as I sucked at him, the tentacles in my pussy and ass pumping harder and faster with his excitement, both of them pulsing now.

Waves of heat curled through my belly at the sheer sensory overload of being consumed by the sea monster. There was nowhere to go, every limb controlled, every hole filled, his tentacles sucking my nipples and clit until I felt like I was going to physically explode in pieces.

Did he have any idea how deliciously sexy it was to be held and bound by him like this, barely able to breathe as he fucked my mouth?

Every part of me burned with pleasure as he surged deeper into my throat, the need to come an ache twisting through me and building to a head.

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