CHAPTER 5

My thighs burned, but I wasn’t moving myself. The tentacles controlled everything, lifting and dropping me like a toy. My head tipped back, hair spilling as the one coiled there kept me tilted toward those glowing eyes.

Faster.

The pace doubled. My cries blurred into each other, breath breaking every time I bottomed out.

“Too deep—oh—”

You can take it.

“I—yes—” My voice cracked on the word. “—oh my fuck—”

Mine.

The word hit like another thrust, sharp ...