Chapter 27 #2
“You’re such a treasure.” Their voice was hushed, reverent, and the awe in their eyes sent a deep shard of emotion through me, almost painful with yearning.
I’d spent my whole life feeling worthless, but around Ursuline, I wasn’t.
They treated me like I had value, and the more time I spent around them, the more I found excitement in creativity and ideas I’d once silenced.
Their mating tentacle breached my hole, just the tip, teasing me there, and I tried to shove downward to take more of them, but with my limbs pinned in place, I couldn’t do more than writhe.
They pumped in and out shallowly, more of the slick spurting inside me with every light thrust. I sucked harder on the length in my mouth, trying to draw it deeper too, but they continued to tease.
My balls felt so full, so heavy, I thought I’d explode.
Ursuline loomed over me, between my spread legs, their hands on my thighs, keeping them pried open.
They looked like a dark god this way, their features severe and forbidding even as their actions held gentleness in spades.
“Need more, sunshine?” they teased, a wry twist to their mouth.
I bobbed my head, unable to answer with my mouth full of their length. They slid their mating tentacle deeper into my mouth, and I gagged from the sudden intrusion in my throat. I relaxed it, and a floaty acceptance began to steal over me, like clouds descending from the skies to the earth.
Then, they pushed their mating tentacle deeper inside my hole, stretching me open with ease.
After taking both of them the other week, I craved that fullness even more, the need rising with every waking moment.
They thrust in to the point I cried out, their thickness filling me up.
They moved their length back, and then forward again, the glide smooth with the amount of slick they’d secreted.
The bumps and ridges from the suckers created an extra sensation as they fucked into me, and I moaned around their mating tentacle giving the same gentle thrusts deep into my throat.
Tears welled in my eyes, my trapped cock weeping pre-cum. A dribble trickled down my balls, pooling on the mattress beneath me. I craved being a mess for them—of cum, of spit, of their slick.
“Gods, you’re still so tight,” they groaned out. “Both your holes feel like sin, sunshine. I’ll need to work them daily, just fill you up every damn day to keep you ready for me.”
I whimpered around their mating tentacle, my throat convulsing. A deep, low chuckle came from them.
“Like that, sunshine? Want to sit under my desk and warm me all day while I’m writing briefs?”
“Mmph,” I moaned around their length. Fuck, I loved the idea of being claimed by them like that. As if we had all the time in the world.
“I’d breed this pretty hole all day long,” Ursuline murmured, and the hunger in their gaze as they scanned over me was unreal. I preened under their attention, an unabated, unquenchable thrill rising inside me. “Just come inside you over and over until you were a mess.”
Fuck, I wanted that. Wanted to feel their slick dripping down my legs.
I tilted my head back in surrender and closed my eyes, the sensations increasing with each stroke, each thrust inside me.
The squeeze of their tentacles around my wrists, my ankles, the pressure there, only elevated everything.
They thrust in hard again, brushing against my prostate, and the intense flare of pleasure eradicated all other thoughts from my brain.
“Ngh,” I gasped out around their thick length, my hips lifting slightly from the bed.
“Oh, sunshine, your sounds create the most beautiful melody,” Ursuline said, their low voice gravel and sin. “I’d better play you until we reach a crescendo.”
They pumped into me harder and faster, the sloppy sounds echoing in the room as they fucked into my throat and hole in tandem.
The light pulsing squeezes of their tentacles around my wrists and ankles brought constant attention there, all while my balls ached and my cock screamed for just a touch, the slightest bit of freedom to spill.
Ursuline raked their fingernails along the insides of my thighs, tracing patterns there, all while they thrust against my prostate over and over, to the point that I sobbed.
Tears leaked from my eyes, trailing down my cheeks.
They squirted more slick down my throat, and I swallowed it, the salty taste addictive.
More of it gushed into my hole and smoothed the glide, creating those squelching sounds that made my cheeks heat.
“Such a sloppy, sweet little hole,” Ursuline teased. “Such a perfect boy for me. Does someone need to come?”
I bobbed my head. My balls were so heavy at this point they felt like weights I dragged everywhere, and the neediness had ratcheted up a thousand degrees.
They drew back from my mouth, and I dragged in ragged breaths, my throat a little raw from the way they’d been fucking it. Then, one by one, they released their grip on my limbs, and then slowly pulled out of my hole.
I whimpered. “Please.”
Ursuline arched a brow. “Patience, sunshine. If you remember, the lock around your cock needs a key.”
My body hummed in anticipation, like someone had jammed electricity through my veins.
They shifted off the bed with a creak and bent over to grab their bag.
The lines of their body were so gorgeous, smooth and sinuous, and I bit down on my lower lip, the sharp longing intensifying in my chest. When Ursuline turned around, their expression looked feral, a wildness there that I craved.
“You’ve earned this,” they said as they returned to the bed, a small key glinting in their hand.
They reached down and with a small click, opened the cage on my cock.
They removed the pieces one by one, careful to not snag anything, and I almost wept from the immediate relief.
The pressure that had been there for the past few weeks vanished, even though the ache in my balls was unrelenting.
My cock filled out at once, my erection stiff and desperate. I made a motion to reach for it, but Ursuline fixed me with a look.
“You’ll be coming inside me, not by your hand.”
Flames roared through me, the heat growing into an inferno. Gods, they were the sexiest creature I’d ever met, and the idea of getting to sink my cock into them…I couldn’t even imagine.
Ursuline settled next to me on the bed, lying back to get comfortable and letting their tentacles spread out, some teasing along my side. “You’re going to sink into me from on top,” they murmured. “And then I’ll fill you up with both my tentacles. I want to see your face when you come, sunshine.”
I pushed up, my limbs unsteady from the sheer amount of times they’d made me tremble already.
This felt momentous in a way I couldn’t explain.
As if Ursuline offered me a gift they didn’t often give others.
A zing traveled through my cock in anticipation, at the idea of getting to sink into the hot, wet clench of a hole, and my heart trilled. This wasn’t just a casual fuck.
No, this was a coming together, an Ouroboros, where we were buried in each other, twisted together for an eternity. The same way they’d made an indelible mark on my soul.
I settled in front of them and ran my hands down their tentacles.
A visible shiver ran through Ursuline. I’d never gotten a chance to play with them before, to tease them like they did me, and I relished the ability now.
Even though my cock ached something fierce, I wanted to take my time given the opportunity.
Their mating tentacles had retreated to the privacy beneath the ones they glided around the earth with, and being able to pry open their tentacles sent a dose of lust through me.
My knees dug into the mattress, my limbs jittery and trembling as I spread Ursuline open, brushing the tentacles aside to expose the deep gray flesh there.
I ran my fingertips across the smooth surface, stopping right by the dark slit in the middle. Fuck. They were so sexy.
Ursuline’s breath hitched, and I watched their expression with rapt attention as I teased around the slit, circling there over and over again. My hard cock throbbed with need, but the curiosity had overtaken me. I teased around the edges and then ran my thumb along the slit.
“Oh, fuck,” Ursuline moaned, tossing their head back. A silent thrill rose inside me that I got to touch them, to affect them like they did me. “Come on, sunshine. Sink deep into me so I can enter your pretty hole again. My mating tentacles are getting restless.”
I swallowed hard at the thought, a wave of lust roaring through me. Gods, they were stunning in every way, all sharp edges and unwavering strength, and I wanted to lose myself with them entirely.
I circled my hand around the base of my cock to bring the tip to their slit. The moment I even brushed against it, a moan exploded from me. Bliss radiated up my spine from the slightest touch. I’d be wrecked once I sank fully inside.
Ursuline reached up and gripped my ass, drawing me into them.
Slick, wet heat squeezed my cock tight, and my eyes rolled back in my head.
My cock hovered on the precipice of coming already, after being so long in captivity, and a moan exploded out of me.
Except this wasn’t enough. I needed them filling me up in return.
Needed them thrusting inside me, taking me apart.
Ursuline’s intelligent eyes landed on me, and a small smile tilted their lips, as if they could read my mind. Their mating tentacles rose up, and one of them slipped around to tease at my hole.
“I’ve never let anyone enter me before,” Ursuline confessed, and my chest squeezed tight. “Only you.”