Slipping her arms around him, she drew him closer so she could bask in the shape of his body, the mahogany and pine scent, in his heat. He’s inside me.

“Can I move now?” His voice sounded so strained, and she realised he’d been patiently waiting for her to adjust even though she could hear that he needed to move. His breaths were so shallow, huffing and panting, and it was like music to ears.

She buried her head in the fur on his chest and nodded, bending her knees so she could cup the sides of his hips. He started to slowly pull back, and she could feel the little frills on the sides of his cock tickle her entrance and tease her inner walls with their soothing texture.

Her breath hitched at the loss of the pressure until she felt the pulling sensation of his head on her entrance. She twinged, but it was short lived as he thrust back in.

“Oh!” He pressed everywhere, stroking her inner walls so completely that he didn’t miss a single place she needed him to.

It was lovely, delightful. She was shortly panting at his slow rhythm while tilting her hips back and forth to aid him.

“M-more,” she pleaded, clinging to him.

He was going too slow, was pressing too lightly. She wanted him to come in harder.

The bells she’d put on him were barely making a sound, and she wanted them to ring like crazy. His body was arching over hers. Leaning on his elbows, he was keeping almost all his weight off her. The only reason their torsos were touching was because she was lifting up to hold him.

“I cannot,” he groaned before shaking his head. “You feel so good already, but I must be gentle. I don’t want to hurt you.” His body was visibly quaking from the strain as though he wanted to, but couldn’t. “I cannot be rough with you until you accept me.”

Accept him? Reia was already accepting him! She’d begged for his cock, and it was currently inside her, stroking her walls with mind-numbing strokes. What else could she do?

But something was missing. She squirmed, feeling her legs being able to move freely.

Where are his tentacles? She lowered herself and looked down through the gap of their bodies. She let out a cry. She was barely taking half of him! She could see them writhing, desperately reaching for her legs as his cock moved in and out of her, but nowhere near enough. They couldn’t reach her, and she wanted to feel them wrap around her.

“Deeper.” She knew she was taking everything she could, but she wanted all of him. Every inch that was supposed to go inside. “You said you’d fit.”

“I can.” He huffed and pressed a little harder, but it did nothing to make him slip in further.

“Deeper,” she begged, feeling her pussy clenching for it.

“I want to feel all of your cock.”

He stopped his rocking motion to turn his head down to her, and she panted as she looked up. He licked at his snout almost devilishly, his cock swelling for a moment.

“All of it, Reia?” he asked with that deep rumbling. “You really want all of my cock inside you?”

There was a heavy weight to his words. She didn’t care.

She squirmed, shifting her hips side-to-side, before she grabbed his snout. She dragged it closer and pressed her lips to the tip to kiss it.

“I fucking want all of it,” she demanded. “Now.”

Reia didn’t do anything half-heartedly, and she hadn’t started sex with him only to barely take half his giant cock

in her. If he could fit, then she fucking needed every single inch of it.

She gasped when he shoved his claws into her stomach right around his cock. They cut through her skin, gouging in as he snarled.

“You’re perfect, my little human.”

His eyes flashed red at her blood, but they were back to purple within a second.

There was a vibrating sensation, something warm that was trinkling inside her.

Then he started to push in hard and her legs straightened as they shook. She knew he was using some kind of protective or manipulation magic on her body with his claws, and she felt no pain as he forced her to take him.

Her back arched as she gripped the furs. It was uncomfortable as she felt her insides move to make way as he dug deeper and deeper. Her thighs twitched when she could feel his tentacles tickling the sensitive inner flesh of her thighs with their tips before they started to slither over her.

“W-wait,” she stuttered.

She felt weird. It felt good, too good, being filled this far, this deep, but it was also strange.

“You begged for more, and I’m giving it to you.” But he did bury his snout into her neck. “It’ll be over in a moment, and then I can give you whatever you want. Harder, softer, deeper, lighter, faster, slower. Whatever you call for, I will make sure you have it.”

Something seemed to snap within her brain when he was three quarters in. Reia melted, her tongue poking out as she desperately panted like an animal in heat. Her vision dazed completely, and she attempted to wrap her legs around his hips so she could pull him in.

There was a certain pressure that made her mind fog.

“More,” she pleaded, and he continued to give it her. Then she felt the flared base of his cock where those bulges were

when they started pressing against her entrance, and he stopped. “Oh fuck, yes.”

She tilted her hips up and down, moving him inside her pussy herself, and a full body shiver wracked her. She could feel he was past her navel, could feel pressure behind it and further up as she moved. He removed his claws from her to place his hand against the bed.

“Your cunt is mine now.” He pulled back, and she felt the long stroke of it all the way to the flared head, then he surged forward quickly until he was buried all the way.

“Nothing else but me will fit inside you, my little doe.”

The girth of his engorged cock, the length of it, the texture of those frills tickling her insides and entrance, and the pure heat of it – Reia didn’t want anything else.

His tentacles clamped around her legs and hips tightly, and he leaned back to tower over her on a straightened arm. He pressed his other hand against her chest, his fingers splayed so that both her breasts could be between them from underneath.

He used his hips and the tentacles to lift hers up higher and off the bed, curling her back as he held her down and in place.

Staring up at his wolfish skull, his glowing eyes a deep purple, while his fur was ruffled, all Reia felt was desire and lust. And the room was dim, placing him in near darkness just the way she preferred him.

She was lost the moment he started thrusting over her body. All the slowness from before was accompanied by a harder pump. His tentacles tried to make her follow his hips, but his hand holding her down forced them to stretch so he could pull back. And he came in deep, digging into her body and kissing her cervix tightly with the tip of his strange cock.

His body shuddered, his fur and fins lifting, as he tilted his head back. He was on his knees, and any of the gentleness she always received from him was gone.

The strokes to her walls were intense, narrowing when he pulled back, then spreading when he pushed in. The head dug into the swelling ridge of her G-spot, always gouging into it and tickling it with his frills.

His thrusts were measured, but she let out a loud scream when she started coming. Her body hopelessly clenched and spasmed in the sheer rapture of this, of him. She grabbed the wrist of his hand holding her down and the furs of the bed with her other hand, trying to steady herself as she broke apart under the power of her own orgasm that had been impatiently waiting since he’d used his tongue on her.

He didn’t slow, didn’t savour her as she came around his cock for the first time. He turned his head down and snarled with his jaws parting, his hips pistoning faster to draw it out.

“Good, Reia. Is this what you wanted? For me to fuck you until you wet my cock with your orgasm?”