Page 54 of Sheltered in the Storm

My hearts soared. “This and better,” I vowed. “I will dedicate myself to pleasing you.”

“Good.” She wiggled against me. “My ass needs fucking, Vos.”

I slapped her ass hard enough to leave a handprint. She shrieked, and her wetness dripped onto my balls. “Again,” she said.

I slapped her ass again, pulled my cock almost all the way out, and drove it into her.

To my surprise, she came hard with a scream and sobs, her asshole clenching around me. Gods above.

“My cock belongs in your ass,” I told her when I could speak. “Say it.”

“Y-your c-cock belongs in m-my ass,” she groaned.

“Good girl.” I stroked in and out of her with slow, even thrusts because she shook with pleasure, and because every time I did, she moaned my name. “Where else does my cock belong?” I asked, my voice strained.

She whimpered. “M-my cunt.”

As a reward, I rubbed her swollen clit. She wailed, and her slickness dripped onto my hand. “And where else, my mate?” I asked.

Her back arched as she tried to take my cock even deeper into her ass. “My mouth.”

I moved my hand to her mouth, sliding my fingers between her lips so she could taste herself. She licked my fingers greedilyand then bit them as I had bitten hers earlier. My cock twitched in her ass at the flash of pain.

“And what other cocks will go in your mouth, your pussy, or your asshole, my mate?” I asked, withdrawing my hand from her lips.

“None.” She was fucking my cock now, her ass bouncing against my hips. “This is the only cock I want.”

I slipped the tip of one of my tentacles back into her pussy and stroked her G-spot, and moments later she came with another ragged cry and a full-body shudder. Now my name fell from her lips over and over, like a song, as her ass fluttered around my cock. Her tightness and the sensations of her coming threatened to overwhelm me.

I wanted a better vantage point to watch her take my cock. Holding her in my tentacles so she did not move away, I rolled to my back, and then settled her in place facing away from me with her legs straddling my hips. Without being told, she fucked my cock with her ass, her hands braced on my thighs as she ground against me. I helped support her weight with my tentacles so she would not become tired.

This angle allowed me to watch every detail of how well she took my cock. Streaks of my glowing precum marked her lower back and dripped from her ass.

Mine, I thought with satisfaction.My mate.

I released her wrists so one tentacle could cup her breast and tease her nipple. The other slipped between her legs, seeking the sweetness of her cunt. She cried out as its tiny suckers plucked at her clit.

“How many times have you come, my mate?” I asked.

“I can’t remember.” She ground her ass on my cock. “Too many times.”

My tentacle, hungry for the taste of her, stroked back and forth over her clit, and she nearly collapsed.

“Too many, or not enough?” I asked.

She groaned. “Not enough. I want…one more.”

My sweet, greedy mate. I lifted her free of my cock with my tentacles. She made a protesting sound.

“I want your final orgasm to be on my tongue.” I turned her onto her back and went to my knees. “Spread your legs and grant me this gift, my mate.”

“Granted,” she said, arms above her head, her smile lazy and eyes half-lidded. My cum still glowed on her face and body, and precum dripped from her holes. “Do you like the taste of my pussy, Vos?”

“I do, very much.” I lay with my face between her legs and raised her hips to meet my lips. When my tentacles curled around her thighs and knees and spread her legs wide, she moaned, and her pussy gushed for me once again.

I teased her reddened and very sensitive asshole with my tongue so she would writhe. When my lips closed on her beautiful swollen clit, she cried out and ground against my face.

After so many orgasms, this time it took several minutes to make her come, but when she began to wail, “Ah, ah, ah,” I knew I had brought her to the edge once more.

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