4. Janie
Chapter 4
Janie
P ressure on my back.
My body jerked up. It pushed me back into the bed.
“Soon, little one,” a husky voice growled in my ear. Fingers tangled inside my hair at the back of my head, and they pulled my head up off the mattress. The delicious spike of pain pulsed from my scalp to my pussy. I could feel a subtle scrape of nails or claws scratching my scalp. I sucked in a breath. What was so wrong with me that I’m assuming they’re claws ?
“I can smell how much you like that,” he hissed. He was right. I could feel my pussy getting wet already.
My eyes darted around. The hand that wasn’t in my hair was pure black, tipped with claws and beside my head, clutching the bed. My eyes widened and my heart raced even faster. The cold tendrils touched my stomach as my pants filled the air and he pulled my panties down my legs. If his hand looked like this, what were the cold tendrils? What was he ?
“What are you?” I whispered.
He pushed my head onto the mattress. My pants were fully off and I was . . . exposed to this monster. The cold tendrils lifted my butt into the air. More tendrils snaked around my wrists. The cold air on my wet pussy made me feel even more vulnerable. The tendrils wrapped around my torso, propping me up and ensuring the monster could see every part of my body. Tendrils wrapped around my ankles and knees, spreading me even further. Moisture dripped down my thighs. The tips of the tendrils glided up my leg as they tightened around me. Claws dragged down my buttocks and my breath hitched in my chest.
“You covered what is mine tonight.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I mumbled into the bed. Another tendril snaked around my neck. One wrap. Two wraps. Three wraps. There wasn’t any pressure around my neck yet, but the fear of the tendrils squeezing increased my panting and the fire building in my core.
A clawed tip traced down my lips. My body bucked backward toward the touch. “This is mine,” he growled. “You were made for me.”
“No, that’s mine,” I whispered. The tendrils around my neck tightened. I sucked in a breath as my pussy clenched. One tendril slid around my thigh and between my lips, touching my nub. I moaned at the contact. A large finger slipped inside my pussy. I yelped at the intrusion. The tendrils on my neck relaxed.
“Feels like it is mine,” he said. He pumped his finger into me harder. The wet sounds echoed in the room. It was humiliating and hot at the same time. “Look how wet you are for me.”
“I don’t know who you are,” I gasped as my body bucked against his finger. I couldn’t control how my body was responding. More tendrils rubbed on my breasts underneath my T-shirt.
“Are you ready?” he whispered in my ear. His lips trailed down to my shoulder as another tendril pushed the neckline of my T-shirt over to expose the skin to his ministrations. He slipped another finger into my pussy and bit down on my shoulder. I moaned as I fell over the cliff as the pain and adrenaline pulsed through my system. My pussy clenched around his fingers.
The monster pulled his fingers out of my pussy. “Ready for what?”
“For my cock,” he said. I could feel the slide of the head of his cock near my entrance. My heart raced in fear and anticipation. How big was this creature’s cock? His fingers felt as thick as a small vibrator. That saying about large hands raced through my head.
After a moment, the head passed my entrance as my pussy stretched around him. I groaned at the invasion. He pulled my hips tight against his pelvis. I could feel his claws digging into my thick hips. The tendril was still playing with my clit. It was too much. Too many sensations as tendrils were continuing to manipulate my sensitive areas. Inside my pussy, the stretch increased as his cock grew. I tried to jerk away as he kept me in place.
“What the fuck is that? What’s happening?” I yelped
“I can manipulate my size. I’m growing to fill you,” he said. “I want you completely full. And then I’m going to fill you with my shadows. I want you brimming with me .” With that, he slowly dragged his enormous cock in and out of my pussy. Ridges around the sides of his cock were noticeable with every movement. I couldn’t help moaning as every bit of my pussy filled with his cock. He mentioned his shadows sliding inside me. How could more fit inside me? I could feel my orgasm rising again with every thrust. Every manipulation with the tendrils touching my body. A blazing desire coursed through my body, leaving me consumed by its fiery intensity.
“Ask me to come like a good girl,” he growled. “I know you are near.”
“I can’t control if I come. You’re touching me everywhere,” I moaned. I was so close again. I had never had sex as good as this. The one time I had sex was a disaster. I had sworn off it after that, much to any ex’s chagrin. This, on the other hand, was amazing. I was so close. I knew it would be a big and delicious orgasm, too. One that would stretch to eternity.
“Then you better ask,” he said. He stilled, and every tendril around my body had stopped their ministrations.
“Please let me come,” I begged as a slight panic filled me. I was so close. I didn’t want to lose this one. “Please, may I come?”
Everything started moving again. The tendrils around my neck tightened as he pounded into me again. The tendril at my clit vibrated. My gasp filled the room as shock filled me. What could these tentacles do? That’s when I fell again. Waves and waves of pleasure coursed through my body. I pushed my pelvis into the enormous cock. He groaned as the splash of his seed emptied into my canal. Many of the tendrils relaxed around my body and slipped away. Next, I felt muscular arms grab me as I slumped into the bed. He held me close to his chest. His enormous cock thickened within my pussy and I gasped as my core stretched to accommodate him. The liquid of his cum threatened to spill out of me.
“What a good girl. Soon, we’ll do this in person. It will be so much better,” he said. “Now rest.” We flipped to the side. His arms pulled me in closer to his body. I could feel hard muscles behind my back as I fell into a deeper sleep. Or a dreamless one.