Deep Inside
His cock filled her completely, the ridges dragging deliciously against her walls, while his tentacles massaged her thighs, her breasts, her hips.
“You were made for this,” Orun-Kai groaned. “You take me so well, little tide-blood.”
“I’m—fuck—I’m yours,” Maeve choked out. “Claim me again.”
He pulled out just to slam back in with a brutal thrust, making her scream.
“I will,” he growled. “Until you break.”
Hours passed like seconds in the trench.
He bred her again on the coral throne. Then in a nest of sea-kelp. Then again with her floating weightless, legs hooked over two of his tentacles while his cock drove up into her from below.