Page 83 of An Inheritance of Monsters

I’d never in my life felt anything as good as the thick tentacle slipping in and out of me, oozing the slick substance that would make it possible for Rask to fuck me.

Just watching myMlul’dramate pump his cock until he sprayed what seemed like gallons of come nearly sent me over the edge, my clit aching for the touch that would push me off that cliff into ecstasy.

But now Rask crept down into the water, those six crimson eyes practically aflame as he took me in from head to toe.

“Beautiful mate,” he said, reaching and rubbing his fingerpad over my nipple. The scrape of his claw across my skin made me shudder on the tentacle pushing deeper.

He scooped up a drop of his come, and held his finger to my mouth.

“Open for me,” he ordered.

I opened my mouth obediently, moaning as I sucked the sweet droplet off him, my pussy clenching around the tentacle.

Rask rumbled as I sucked, and I caught sight of Voraal behind him, half-hidden in shadows. His enormous cock jutted from his palm as he stroked leisurely, the crown beaded with pre-come.

As I watched, he gathered it and stroked it down his shaft, his charcoal skin growing slick and shiny.

The moan that escaped me came from the depths of my soul.

I knew, with absolute certainty, that these monsters were who I had been waiting for my entire life.

No one had ever compared, nor ever would.

It was more than destiny; it was like the universe had written me into this world solely to find them.

Zirin felt me tense as I watched Voraal, and his tentacles tightened. The one stuffed inside me thickened again; he had been steadily growing, coating me with slick, and now the walls of my pussy felt more than snug against him, almost to my limit.

But he seemed to think I was ready, and I was ravenous to feel Rask inside me for the first time.

While I sucked his finger, he moved another hand to my breast, rubbing my nipple again and smearing his come across my skin, making me shudder.

He lowered his head and his tongue flicked out, licking the underside of my breast. They were already sensitive, swollen from Zirin’s tentacles.

Then his fangs flashed, running across my skin.

There was an instinctive fight or flight response in me at the sight, because no human could see those gleaming daggers and not feel fear.

But combined with my trust for them, the adrenaline surge only made me wetter, urging Zirin’s tentacle further.

“Oohhhh.” I breathed the word on a sigh, feeling the feather-light scrape of fangs against flesh.

Rask was looming over me, his cock hot and heavy against my thigh. It stirred against me, already growing… but I didn’t want to wait anymore. If his knot swelled, he wouldn’t fit.

“Please let me have you now,” I begged, my hips arching towards him. “I’m ready.”

Rask reached down, his member dark and slick, and slapped it lightly against my clit.

I jerked in Zirin’s grasp, straining against the bonds of his tentacles and gasping loudly. Heat zipped through my veins, tingling from my clit to my belly.

The tentacle in me slowly withdrew, and I felt it slip against my ass, following the crease, as Rask lined himself up against me.

The head pushed in, stretching me out again immediately. Inch by inch he fed himself into me, grunting as he thrust.

Then came the knot.

He wasn’t swollen yet, but it was still thicker than even Zirin’s tentacle had been. I felt two of the smaller tentacles rise between my legs, rubbing the slick into my skin as Rask slowly filled me.

My breathing was shallow as the monster’s knot finally popped past my entrance, a deep, intense pressure settling in my pussy.

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