The Billionaire’s Tentacles (Alien Breeding BBW Erotic Romance)

by Cherry Dare

  "Are you kidding?" I exclaimed. "I want to have sex with you. I thought you were hot before, and I still think so now. You shouldn't be ashamed of your body. I think it's amazing! But I understand why you don't want to have sex with me. Mr. Kane—"

  "Hayden," he said. With a little glimmer of humor, he added, "I think we're on a first name basis now, Sheila."

  "I know I'm not your type, Hayden," I said.

  He met my gaze then. The sexual hunger blazing in his eyes nearly knocked me over with its intensity. The salty scent of him increased, filling the air with the rich promise of sex.

  "Oh, Sheila," he said huskily. "You are exactly my type. There's nothing I would love more than to bury my face in those luscious big breasts of yours. I want to mark you with my scent, on every bit of your delicious curvy body. Your belly, your thighs, your ass— every bit of you is the sexiest thing I've ever seen. It's killing me to keep my hands off you."

  "But you always date those teeny little pretzel stick women!" I blurted out.

  He choked out a laugh. "If I get too turned on, I can't stop my tentacles from emerging. I can have sex without them, sure. I can even come without them. But if a woman really drives me wild, I can't control myself. I had to date women I wasn't that attracted to, to keep my secret."

  "Then what's the problem?" I asked. "You want me, I want you, and if we don't do it, you'll die. What are we waiting for?"

  Hayden leaped up, then swayed. He seemed to be holding himself on his feet by sheer force of will. "It isn't just sex, Sheila! This is my mating time— my breeding time! I have to impregnate you with you my tentacles. What human woman would want to be impregnated by me, and have my hybrid babies?"

  I was taken aback. Sure, I wanted to have babies some day. But I had always assumed I'd have plenty of time to decide when, and with whom.

  But as I looked at Hayden's drawn face and thought of the secret he'd been protecting all these years, I knew what I had to do. More than that, I knew what I truly wanted.

  I laid my hand on his shoulder. A tentacle lifted and began to caress my hand.

  "I want to have your babies," I assured him. "I want to save your life. And I want you."

  For a moment, he froze. Then he swept me into an ardent embrace. His strong arms clasped me tight, and his tentacles followed. My hands slid over the slickness of his back muscles. His steel-hard erection pressed into my belly, and I wriggled against it.

  His mouth came down on mine. I opened my lips to him. His tongue stroked mine, in time with the pair of tendrils that teased at my cheeks and jaw. As the tentacles licked at my skin, they left trails of slick fluid that stayed hot, burning sensually like icy-hot lube.

  "I'm putting my mark on you," Hayden growled. "I'll make you mine."

  "Yes, mark me," I said eagerly. "Mark me all over."

  The tentacles trailed down my neck and throat, coiling like a necklace.

  "I'm putting my scent on you," Hayden said. "There won't be a single part of your body where I won't be able to smell myself on you."

  I tipped my head back, letting the tentacles roam freely. They sucked at the nape of my neck, making me shiver with pleasure, and probed at my hairline.

  Hayden's strength had returned now that he was touching me. He stood up straight, looming over me, his tentacles flexing and writhing. Some of them were as long as his legs and as thick around as arms. They had darkened, no longer pink but reddish tan, like his flushed skin.

  "My pussy lips get darker when I'm turned on," I said. "Want to see?"

  "God, yes!" Hayden replied. "And then I'll plant my seed in your pussy!"

  His longest, thickest appendages reached out and grabbed me around the waist. More tentacles coiled around my legs. To my amazement— and excitement— they lifted me off my feet. I gasped. I was suspended in mid-air.

  More tentacles wrapped around my wrists, binding them together as if I had been tied up. I was panting for breath, more aroused than I'd ever been in my life. And he hadn't even touched my breasts or ass or pussy yet!

  Hayden stood still, watching me with uncontrollable lust in his eyes. No longer icy, they burned like blue flames. I was unable to struggle even if I'd wanted to. I had no idea what he meant to do to me. Whatever it was, I couldn't stop him. I waited in breathless anticipation.

  A tentacle narrowed to a thin tendril, and began dexterously unbuttoning my blouse. The black silk fell to the floor, exposing my lacy bra.

  "Your breasts are so hot," Hayden said. "So plump and soft. I can't wait to get my tentacles on them."

  My nipples hardened at his words, pushing against the lace. The tendril unsnapped my bra and tossed it to the floor. Tentacles fondled my breasts, massaging and licking at them. Two suckers attached themselves to my nipples and sucked hard. More suckers kissed at the undersides of my breasts, leaving hot marks like hickeys. It was like having a hundred tiny eager mouths on me, each working to pleasure me. I writhed against the strong bonds that held me, moaning for more.

  More of his long, slim organs curled under the waistband of my pants and slowly worked them off, over my ample hips. The pants fell to the floor. A single slim tentacle slithered into my panties, slipping naughtily between my pussy lips. A sucker plucked at my clit. Pleasure jolted through me at its touch, and I felt a surge of honey flow out of my pussy. I moaned again and thrust at it. But it slid teasingly away.

  "Put it back!" I begged.

  Hayden winked at me. The tendril tickled my asshole, probing delicately. I had never been fucked in the ass before. I'd never thought I wanted to. But now I ached for it. Just the thought made my clit throb.

  "Or there!" I suggested.

  But the tendril slipped away from my ass too, grabbed on to my panties, and yanked them off. Warm air flowed over my ass and pussy, making me hotter than ever.

  "Come on," I begged. "Give it to me! Fill me up!"

  The tentacles lowered me to the bed, and Hayden followed. He bent to kiss me, and I rose up eagerly to meet his mouth with mine.

  His tentacles were stroking me everywhere now. They tickled the soles of my feet, making me gasp out a giggle. They sucked at my shoulder blades and lapped at my inner thighs. I couldn't tell any more where his slickness ended and my own natural juices began.

  Then a thick organ probed its blunt head against my mouth. I eagerly opened wide to receive it. It pressed into my mouth, hot and slippery. It tasted sweet and salty and a little bit spicy, like caramel sprinkled with sea salt and cayenne pepper. It was delicious. I lapped at it hungrily. It pulsed in response.

  Beside me, I felt Hayden stiffen. He moaned with pleasure as I sucked and licked at the tentacle that filled my mouth.

  I reached down with one hand and found his rock-hard cock. I didn't want to neglect that! My palm was coated with the tentacle lube, and I pumped on his cock. The skin slid up and down against my palm.

  Hayden moaned again. He was holding me tight, but I couldn't distinguish his arms from his tentacles. All over my body, I was being stroked and kissed and licked and rubbed. It was like a full body orgasm that went on and on.

  But I was still missing something. I wanted him to completely fill me up, but I couldn't speak with his tentacle filling my mouth. With one hand still holding his rampant hard-on, I grabbed a random appendage with another and rubbed it against my soaking pussy.

  "Oh, you're so ready for me," Hayden said huskily. "I'm going to mate with you now."

  I nodded eagerly.

  A slim, hot tendril snaked its way along my dripping pussy lips, then pushed inside. It inched in with agonizing, delicious slowness. But rather than stop where a man's cock would have, it kept going, sending waves of shocking pleasure through my body. Other tendrils split off and began individually teasing the walls of my cunt with their hot little suckers. I gasped around Hayden's tentacle. I had never imagined such strange, intense sensations.

  A tendril found my G-spot and began rubbing against it. Other tentacles were rubbing my swollen clit a
nd circling the exquisitely sensitive flesh that surrounded it. If my mouth hadn't been filled, I would have screamed. I could feel my orgasm building, like a wash of heat inside me.

  A tentacle probed at my asshole, extended itself thin as a string, and slipped past the tight ring of muscle. The slippery moisture made its entrance easy. I sucked in my breath. I had always been afraid of anal sex. I thought it would hurt. But even as the organ began to swell inside me, it didn't hurt at all. It went slowly but inexorably, filling me until I was stretched and stuffed to the bursting point. It pulsed against my inner walls, rubbing and sucking at me.

  The tentacle inside my pussy also began to swell and pulse. It too filled me and stretched me. I could actually feel the thinness of the wall of flesh that separated the two tentacles that had penetrated me. They began to thrust, first gently, then hard. It was so intense that I could hardly bear it.

  I still had one hand on Hayden's thick cock, or maybe a thick tentacle. With another, I stroked and caressed his hot slick skin, his hot slick tentacles. I couldn't tell what was what; I couldn't tell if that was his hand cupping my ass cheek, or another tentacle. Trails of heat and pressure slithered all over my body, touching and marking every inch of me.

  The tentacle inside my mouth began to thrust in time with the tentacles in my pussy and ass. I gasped wildly, on the verge of coming. My hips bucked wildly, and I clenched my fists hard around the slick flesh they held. I could hear Hayden's rhythmic gasps. I felt like a goddess of fertility, ready to be filled with seed, to save a life and to bring a new life into the world.

  Liquid heat spurted within me, and hot salty caramel jetted into my mouth.

  I came harder than I'd ever come before, in wave after wave of nearly unbearable pleasure. The walls of my pussy clenched hard, pulsing again and again. Every muscle in my body contracted.

  Tentacles cradled me for a long time. Then they slowly withdrew, slithering out of my mouth and ass and pussy. As I watched, they shrank and receded back into Hayden's body, until they were gone without a trace.

  We lay together in the bed, which was one giant wet spot. But I was too happy and sated to care.

  Hayden held me in his strong arms, and I lay my head against his chest. He looked like a normal, athletic, naked man. But I knew his secret. And I knew that he would never be alone again.

  "Am I really pregnant?" I asked. "My species and yours might not even be fertile, you know."

  "Can't you feel it?" he inquired. "I can sense it. And your scent's changed. Before, you smelled like pure honey. Now you're honey with a sprinkle of salt."

  As he spoke, I felt a tiny movement within my womb. He was right. Life was growing within me.

  Hayden put a protective hand over my belly, and another around my shoulders. I curled into his warmth. Whatever happened next, I was exactly where I wanted to be.

  Meet Cherry Dare

  Cherry Dare is known for her sizzling sex scenes. She lives in Miami, Florida, where the blazing sun reminds her to keep her stories red-hot!

  By day, she is a physical therapist who specializes in helping people recover from sports injuries. By night, she explores the steamier side of the human body by writing erotica.

  She lives with her husband, a professional athlete who enjoys giving her tips on male sexuality, two cats, and a hamster.

  Email her at cherry.dare@yahoo.com to be put on her mailing list and be notified when she releases a new book!

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