Her head snapped up and she pushed my tentacles with her arms as she tried to look down at what was pressing against her. I moved them, helping her sit up in my grasp so she could see what I was doing.
"What the fuck is that?" she gasped.
"My inseminator," I told her and let the small tentacles that surrounded the thick log of the appendage wriggle. I vibrated the main log and the grasping tentacles vibrated with it, causing her mouth to drop open with more than shock. "I will mate you again and again, bring you to the peak of your pleasure to feed the expansion of our forest until you beg me to stop."
Still, I waited, not pressing in.
I might be a monster, but I intended to be her monster for a long, long time, and that required patience in all things, especially when using force.
"Oh," she said as she stared at the wiggling vibrating mass poised to join the two of us together. Her forehead knitted together. "Um."
I waited.
"If I say stop, I mean it," she says.
I didn't understand why she said that. Stop had only one definition for that word that I knew of; she didn't need to exclaim that she would mean the words she would say. Still, those thoughts wouldn't keep the moment going. "Yes," I said instead.
She gave me a tentative nod and took a deep breath, her body tense.
I wasn't interested in tense. I began to massage her again, squeezing and sliding my tentacles around her, tangling her back up in the mass until she was overwhelmed by the experience of touch. I ached to be inside of her again, but I waited, enjoying the softness of her flesh as I stroked her, listening to the swan song of her cries that matched the writhing of her arousal. I waited, poised at her opening until she said those beautiful words again. "Please," she begged. "I need you."
I thrust into her, feeling the glorious heat of her envelop me, feeling the brutally tight grasp of her. My inseminator was a little larger than my previous member, and it required her body to stretch to fit me. The groan she let out was deep and guttural, matching my own pleasure that came from joining my body to hers. My grasping tentacles wrapped around her hips, holding her against me, and I began to vibrate. They wriggled with their vibrations, rolling and wrapping around her nub. There was a little bit of give with my graspers, so I gave deep, slow thrusts to collide her universe with mine, entwining us together for all of eternity.
I felt her explode, and her clamping demands sucked me dry, pulling out the very essence of my being to pour it into her, into the space between us that just couldn't compress any farther. The energy that broiled between us erupted, flooding out into the forest, saturating it until it had nowhere to go but outwardsfrom the edges. We expanded. We spread, rolling across the land, claiming it as I claimed her, taking it back so that I could heal it and make it one with the very essence of life.
I stilled my vibrations, letting them grow gentler as she twitched in my grasp.
"Until you beg me to stop," I reminded her.
Then I began again, we began again, and life itself fed upon our rapture.
Epilogue
LILLIAN
"Gentle hands," I told Anne as she cradled the little baby in her tiny hands. "Don't squeeze and keep her low to the ground in case she wants to jump down."
She won't hurt them,Veveron said.Your daughter has always been gentle with me, even when you weren't watching.
"Oh, that is good to know," I smiled at Veveron. She was surrounded by her little hatchlings, each of them stretching their wings as they explored around the spacious den. It would be a while before Veveron started leading them into the forest and teaching them more about the world than the room they had been born into, but for now she was content to keep them here in the cradle of safety and abundance.
"One finger!" Anne cooed as she stroked the little hatching's head with one finger. "This one's name is Flower!"
"Honey, they aren't pets," I reminded her. "We don't get to name them."
Veveron tilted her head.She likes that name. Flower it is.
"Veveron says she likes the name," I said. "So Flower it is."
"Flower," Anne whispered as she lifted the small creature up to her face. The little spritekin rubbed her nose against Anne's, placing a little clawed hand on the little girl's cheek. "Do you want to be my familiar?" Her face broke into a huge smile. "She says yes! I heard her in my head!"
"No one is entering into any formally binding contracts until they are of a mature and reasonable age," I said, Veveron nodding along with me. "But you can ask her again when you are both adults."
"We can pretend you are my familiar now," Anne whispered to the little spritekin.
I laughed and rose to my feet. "Five more minutes, then I have to get you back home," I told her. "You have to go to bed so you can get enough sleep for school in the morning."
I left the room to find Lorthion just outside the door, all posh and polished in his silken suit. I smiled at him and he opened his arms. I melted into his hug, and he rested his chin on the top of my head.
