Chapter 6 #2
Was the lubrication due to arousal? Or was it always present inside the sheath? She blanched at the disturbing thoughts washing over her, her sick curiosity wondering what it felt like in there.
She squirmed as a wet tentacle penetrated her ass, sending a jolt of twisted pleasure up her spine. Closing her eyes, she let her mind drift away from her own destruction, let the sensations of her body take over.
A light floral scent enveloped them, the cool water tickling her feet where they dangled from Thase’s grasp.
Vrix’s tentacle surged, pulsing like a heartbeat as it thrust into her.
Thase ran his cock back and forth across her entrance, the wetness of their arousals intermingling.
Animals chirped as they fluttered amongst the trees.
Giselle tried to rock herself in Thase’s grip, tried to quell the desperate heat in her core with the pressure of his cock, but he just laughed.
“Look at her. So desperate for it. So desperate for us.”
The words chilled her to the bone, but her guilt was short-lived as Thase gave her what she so urgently needed.
She let out a low moan, her head falling back against Vrix’s chest as Thase plunged his cock into her. He was slower this time, letting her body adjust to him as she sighed with relief. Vrix’s claws were at her breasts as he removed the tentacle from her ass, replacing it with the press of his tip.
“Breathe,” he whispered in her ear.
She whimpered, the intrusion of his cock feeling like it really might tear her in two. She focused on relaxing her muscles as Vrix worked his way into her, Thase still holding her steady as he penetrated her cunt to the hilt.
“So fucking eager. A needy little human whore. And so tight, clenching around us, pulling us in.”
Thase’s growl stole her attention, her eyes opening to an elated smile.
It did feel like her body was drawing them in, her muscles desperate to hold on as Vrix finally grunted from behind her.
“Oh, it feels so good,” he muttered, his hands gripping her waist just above where Thase clasped her.
“So good. Our pathetic little plaything, here for our pleasure.”
It was so good, so erotic, to be used like an object. She was so full, her body screaming to ease the tension, ease the profusion, but she loved it, loved every second of the sensation, her body splitting in two.
Vrix’s hands shifted to her ass, Thase sliding his grip so he cradled her thighs. And then, without warning, they lifted her in the air, letting the gravity of the planet pull her back to them with a brutal plunge.
Giselle’s scream echoed up to the canopy, her body going limp in their arms as they fucked her.
Over and over again, they lifted her in the air, bouncing her as they thrust up to meet her falling body. Wet slapping filled her ears as her screams faded to sobs, pleasure electrifying every sensitive nerve in her body.
A tentacle squeezed her breast, and she clenched her muscles, laughter ringing from all around.
Tears of delight streamed down her face, erotic euphoria making her skin feel like it was on fire, making her head deliciously empty.
There was a wetness at her breasts and she glanced down to see a long blue tongue protruding from Thase’s mouth, stiffening her nipples as it swirled circles over them.
“You taste so good,” he growled, the rumble in his chest coiling tension in her core.
Fear electrified every nerve, every thrust, every sensation heightened with the mystery of what was to come. God, she didn’t want to die, but riding the line of horror and arousal was doing something to her, rewiring her brain, the sick excitement of danger coursing through her.
Fangs scratched across her breasts and she waited for a bite that didn’t come.
The anticipation sent electricity through her and her body clenched around them, galaxies swirling in her vision as her body tried to consume them.
Her cries echoed to the treetops, her eyesight graying for a moment as she was devoured by pleasure.
“Oh, such a good girl, coming for us while we use you,” Vrix said from behind her, not stopping his brutal pace, even as aftershocks of release made her pussy convulse.
“She loves to be used,” Thase growled, slamming into her with reckless abandon.
Her body was slack, a doll to be played with as they continued to fuck her, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
“S-Should we give her our eggs?” Vrix muttered, his voice strained and his thrusting growing erratic.
The words were fuzzy, muffled by something like he was in another room and not pounding into her from behind. Her head lolled, gazing at the canopy above, her ecstatic tears blurring the leaves and trees until they were a swirling mass of green and black.
“There is no point,” Thase grunted. “She cannot host our clutches.”
Giselle was floating outside of herself, within herself, all around herself. She tried to speak, but no words came out.
“But it will feel good. I want to fill her. I want her to be ours.”
A short pause.
“Then she will be.”
They were moving as one, gliding through the air like clouds until her back was against solid ground. She was empty, but not for long, her cunt filled once more by two writhing tentacles, merging into one massive appendage, swirling and swirling into her until it couldn’t any longer.
Her lips were moving, hums and whimpers forming in place of the words she tried to say.
“You sound so pretty, sweet human. You take us so well, and now we will give you our clutches.”
The tentacles pulsed and her eyelids fluttered, her legs dangling in the cool water as the aliens stood before her. Liquid spurted into her, and then something bulbous, passing through her entrance and into the empty cavity of her womb.
She cried out, her body wanting to reject the foreign sensation as another egg squeezed into her. Her body was numb, her mind was numb, a wave of heat flowing over as egg after egg passed through her canal. It was overwhelming, but she was safe, she was cared for, she would survive.
“Not too many. I do not wish to harm her.”
Giselle let out a low moan, matching the moans of the aliens hovering over her. The fullness of the tentacles and the clutch stimulated her clit from the inside and she felt her body tensing, ready for release once more.
“Look how beautiful she is, her belly full with our brood.”
“So beautiful. Our perfect little pet.”
Everything was blurry, tears still streaming down her face as her orgasm washed over her, this one like a gentle wave, cresting and falling until she closed her eyes, overtaken by bliss.