Page 4 of Snowed in: With the Alien Tentacle Monster

Mine, mine, mine. Need to have, to claim.

Logan groaned as those feelings washed over him. He arched up into the touch, unable to stop himself as Valen's tentaclescontinued to explore his chest and proceeded to tear the fabric of his shirt apart.

"Hey!" Logan complained. "That was one of my?—"

His words were cut off by another hungry kiss. Valen's tongue invaded his mouth, tasting and exploring, while more tentacles found their way into Logan's pants.

When one of them brushed against his straining erection, Logan gasped, hips jerking instinctively. Above him, Valen rumbled with what felt like satisfaction at finding such a sensitive spot. He stroked Logan's cock again, harder this time, and Logan moaned into his mouth.

Fuck. This was really happening. He was about to be fucked by a tentacle monster.

And he was going to love it.

The rest of Logan's clothes met the same fate as his shirt until he was naked and writhing underneath Valen's touch. The cool air did nothing to quell his arousal; if anything, it heightened everything. Every stroke of Valen's tentacles against his skin sent shivers of sharp lust racing through his body. His own or Valen's, he couldn't tell anymore.

One of Valen's appendages had wrapped around every one of his limbs, keeping him from moving while Valen explored his body, learning every sensitive spot with single-minded intensity. Two smaller tentacles had taken up positions on his nipples, suckers teasing them relentlessly. The sensation went straight to Logan's cock, which twitched and ached between their bodies.

Logan pulled at the tentacles that held his wrists. They didn’t give, didn’t allow him to touch himself, but this only made Logan ache all the more.

Another tentacle was exploring along the crease of his inner thigh, brushing dangerously close to his balls while a fourth explored his rim, pressing lightly against his hole in a way that made Logan squirm.

Through their touch-connection, he felt Valen's delight at his reactions.Yes. Entrance. Here. Claim.

"Wait," Logan gasped. As much as he wanted this, as much as he needed this…"Not... not dry."

The monster paused, tilting its head in puzzlement.

"We need... we need something to ease the way..." Logan explained, trying to ignore the screaming emptiness inside him, the way the tentacle against his rim made his whole body throb with need.

Suddenly, though, that tentacle became slick. Logan blinked. How had it done that? But Valen allowed him no room for thought, rubbing slow circles over Logan's entrance before pushing inside.

Logan cried out as the tip of Valen's appendage breached him, stretching him open inch by inch. It wasn't one of the bigger ones, but it was thick enough to make Logan moan and arch up off the bed—as much as Valen's hold on him allowed.

Logan's eyes closed as he rode that first wave of sensation, and the next thing he knew, something pressed against his lips. He opened his mouth without thinking, sucking at the tentacle. Thick fluid spilled across his tongue. It tasted sweet. Almost like honey. He swallowed instinctively, and immediately felt warmth flood his system. It radiated out from his belly, relaxing him while heightening every sensation. The feeling only intensified as the slick tentacle began thrusting slowly in and out of Logan's ass, suckers rubbing deliciously against his inner walls.

It was fucking perfect.

Logan's eyelids fluttered as he sucked harder on Valen's tentacle, swallowing more of his sweet fluid and relishing the feeling of being fucked open by another appendage. Valen purred in satisfaction, pumping his tentacle into Logan's mouth with a slow rhythm that mimicked the movement of the tentacle in his ass.

The combination of stimulation was almost too much. Logan writhed helplessly under Valen, his moans muffled by the appendage in his mouth. He could feel himself leaking precome against his stomach. Every nerve sang. Every thrust pushed him closer to the edge.

He wanted to say something, to ask Valen to stop or keep going, but all he could do was suck desperately at the tentacle between his lips and hope Valen knew what he needed.

Valen responded with a rush of reassurance.Yes. Soon. Mine.

The tentacle in Logan's ass withdrew suddenly and Logan groaned at its loss - until two larger appendages spread him wider, lining themselves up at his entrance.

Ohfuck. They were both thicker than the first one, and they were pressing into Logan together, stretching him wide. Logan's eyes rolled back in his head as he struggled against Valen's restraints, trying and failing to push himself onto the twin tentacles invading him. The pressure was incredible. The stretch bordered on pain, but the honeyed liquid still flowing into his mouth kept his muscles relaxed enough for Valen to continue opening him up.

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, the two appendages sank deeper until Logan felt their tapered tips nudge against his prostate.

He nearly screamed at the sensation, bucking his hips and clenching down hard around Valen's tentacles as they pressed into his most sensitive spots. His own cock jumped, leaking more precome into the hollow of his stomach. Logan was distantly aware that he was whimpering and moaning like some sort of wild animal, drooling around the tentacle in his mouth, but the sensations flooding through him were unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Valen's pleasure mingled with his, amplifying each touch until all he could do was ride the overwhelming sensations and let Valen take him apart.

He'd never been so perfectly owned in his life.

Valen's tentacles began to pulse, massaging his inner walls as they worked deeper inside him. Logan shuddered as he realized they were growing even thicker. He moaned helplessly, feeling his body stretch impossibly further. He was so fucking full. He couldn't think anymore. He could barely breathe.

More honeyed liquid dulled his pain until only pleasure remained, a deep pulsing need as those thick tentacles filled him again and again.

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