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I sway forward. The Curse twists inside me in both pleasure and pain, like it can’t decide whether it’s going to rip apart or evaporate into thin air. Ordus’ hands around my waist keep me steady. Our heavy breaths tangle together as we feel the weight of the union. He takes the blade from me and returns it to its place.
“What next?” I murmur against his cheek.
“Do you remember how well you fit me last time?” His deep voice curls around my body, ratcheting up the heat pumping through my veins.
My core tightens at the memory of being stretched around his tentacles. The pure bliss. The way he looked at me like he felt complete for the first time. I cup his cheek, silently telling him I want him to feel that every day—even if we don’t have many left.
I nod, and my throat bobs. Something hard and round presses against my core. I gasp, eyes flying wide open as the muscles in my core spasm.
“You’re going to do it again, except this time, I’m going to put my cock in you and spill my seed—” He breaks off on a strangled groan when I reach behind me to grip the bulb.
Oh dear God.
I don’t think it’s going to fit. The knot is wider than my hand. I can’t wrap my fingers around it or fist it properly, though it looked manageable the other time I saw him relieving himself.
“I don’t think—” Warm droplets of cum fall onto my legs.
His clawed hands dip beneath my dress and follow the curve of my thighs until the pointed edge of his nail runs over the seam of my saturated panties. “No? Were you not made for me?”
My brows draw into a frown. Is he teasing me right now?
Then my breath comes out in a rush when his clawed finger slides over my clit. The thin material is the only thing stopping me from feeling its sharpness.
A shiver rolls down my spine. “You are my other half even if the Goddess did not deem it so.”
The corners of his lips curl into a smile. “You will fit, Cindi, because the only thing your sweet sex will ever need is my cock and feeling my seed fill your tight little hole. And one day, my sweet mate, you’re going to bear my cub.”
Ordus tears my panties in a single swipe, and the tip of a tentacle immediately fills me. I squeak in surprise, my inner walls tightening at the intrusion.
He captures my lips at my next gasp, and he sinks deeper into me, stretching me out to prepare me for his cock. My dress is reduced to shreds in the next heartbeat, then my bra, until there’s not a single thread on me. He doesn’t give me a chance to complain or process the sudden loss, because his suckers latch onto my clit, sending me to see the Goddess he claims exists.
Sparks explode behind my eyes, and I cry out against his lips as he thrusts his tentacles in and out of me. Pleasure reaches every inch of my body. My grip around his bulb must turn to steel, because he snarls, and more cum spurts over me. It’s hard to keep kissing him when all I want to do is throw my head back and scream.
The foreign entity poisoning my soul writhes, vibrating inside me angrily and excitedly. It makes my head spin at the same time as pressure rises in my core, growing as he pushes deeper, forcing me to take the thickness.
“You’re doing so well, little mate,” he croons.
Ordus kisses down my neck, sucking the delicate skin into his mouth to leave behind splotches of blues and reds. I can’t help but smile to myself. He’s leaving bruises on me, and I like the way they feel.
“Do you want me to stop?” Ordus asks, sensing the shift in my thoughts.
I shake my head, pushing my hips down onto his appendage. I try to lift myself up to ride it, but the Curse leaves me winded after the second grind. He leans back against the rock and uses his tentacles instead to yank me down onto him.
The motion takes me by such surprise, the pressure in my core reaches a detonation point. Pure, unbridled pressure surges through me. My nails dig into his shoulder as my screams echo through the caves. Ordus growls against my throat from the grip I have on his cock, but he doesn’t relent, using the opportunity to push another tentacle inside me.
My walls clamp around him. Eyes rolling to the back of my head, I massage his bulb in my fist. It never seems to get smaller.
He slips the appendage back out, thrusting into me with the single limb. Wiggling my hips back, I whimper, trying to seek out the fullness.
“More?” Ordus rasps. His suckers continue their torturous puckering at my clit, and I grunt in response, unable to form any words. “I don’t think so, mate. I need to hear you say it.”
He slides the second tentacle back in, only to pull it out.
“More,” I cry.
Ordus complies immediately, stuffing his limb into me and fucking me until I’m so full, I can barely breathe. He leans back against the rock, and my arms drop forward to balance on his chest.
Moans and cries fall past my lips from the overwhelming sensations. It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
He tugs his cock out of my hand, and I feel it skate along my thigh down to my pussy. A violent shudder tears down my spine as he removes his tentacles, notching his cock at my entrance. Warm liquid coats my core and drips down my legs.
“Are you certain, little mate? Once we do this?—“
I cut him off with a whimper. “Please, Ordus.”
The tapered tip slides in, and I gasp at the screech the Curse releases from the depths of my soul. Its panicked cries raise the hairs on the back of my neck, and I crush my lips to his to try and block out the roaring in my ears.
His appendage abruptly stops, and my eyes widen at the hard, flared bulb pushing against me.
Carefully, he contorts my body to the side, easing my legs apart with a tentacle wrapped around each ankle so I’m spread wide for him to see his cock inside me. I turn my head to gape up at him, curling one arm behind his neck to keep stable against the sprawling limbs he has me lying on.
Ordus’ purr rumbles against my side as he draws his appendage out before thrusting back into me. I moan when the knot hits me, over and over, suckers plucking at my clit intensely as he pushes the bulb harder with each drive.
He pinches my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, groping the flesh as his harsh breaths fan over my heated skin, snarling and gnashing his teeth in barely restrained hunger.
The Curse is rearing its head, torn between fighting what’s happening and soaking it in.
With each thrust, my screams ricochet off the walls of the cave. The echo turns into a symphony, harmonizing with Ordus’ grunts and groans. Pleasure pools and spills from my core.
His hands are on me. Around me. Over me. I’m not sure. I can’t think from the combination of him fucking me and the way the Curse is jerking around inside me. It’s painful at the same time as it makes every sensation heightened.
Bright lights flash everywhere—maybe it’s in my mind. Maybe it’s real. I cry from the pure pleasure that ruptures through me, and it only climbs higher when this thick bulb pushes into me. I can’t feel the sting of pain through all the euphoria, but all at once, it becomes too overwhelming.
“My mate,” he rumbles. “My perfect mate.”
I push his suckers away as he gives short thrusts, his knot inside me, pushing against the spot that makes me see stars.
Ordus roars as spurts of liquid heat coat my insides and drip out of the place where we’re connected. The Curse thrashes against the walls of my body, frantic, feral, and I feel like I can’t breathe or I’ll explode. Tears gather in my eyes, and I try to blink them back. It all feels too much.
“I must return the mark.” I can barely hear Ordus’ heavy rasps over the live wire sparking in my veins, threatening to wrap around my heart and crush it so it stops beating. His cock pulses inside me, pumping me full of his seed.
“Will it hurt?” I force out, the sound almost animalistic from the darkness clawing at my throat.
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