There had been something about this moment that had set his senses alit. Anticipation had been one thing, the thrill that climbed in one's chest as the moment that they had been waiting for swiftly approached had been one thing but this this had been something else, something that Aegir had not been capable of placing a tentacle upon. True enough those same feelings of anticipation had been there that he had experienced before in past hunts but there had been something further there, something that had made this more profound. It was like comparing the light brought forth on a warm summer's day to that of a super nova. One simply outshone the other burning brighter more intensely than anything that he had ever experienced. His only logical explaination for it was the connection he had established with Lucrecia prior to this. Had he become too soft? Had he allowed human emotions to play over him?

Rather than dwell upon such thoughts or struggle against them Aegir simply rode upon them as a surfer would ride out a wave. Fighting against the undertow was a fruitless endeavor. Sometimes it was best to simply ride out the waves for eventually they would bring you to the shore. He would deal with these human qualities later for the time being he simply basked in the nature of this experience, an experience that he had tasted before with other students though never before on a level such as this. In a way it was far more enticing, far more rivetting and thus he would certainly have to look into matters.

Still struggling Lucrecia seemed to do herself more harm than good by impaling herself upon that invading appendage. The thrill of triumph surged through him, the trio of hearts within his body all began to beat more rapidly as adreniline coursed through his body. His cocks, all three of them, began to harden and elongate their masses poking out from beneath his body the one thick pulsating central cock massive in length as it was easily over a foot, maybe even a foot and a half in length dwarved the two smaller 6" cocks that flanked either side of it.

More manipulations of her clit, his tentacle pressing firmly inside her pulsing like a star forever caught up in the flux of stability and unstability set at a delicate balance between the two states. He delighted in the essence of her thoughts, how they became distracted by what he was doing to her had been to him a compliment, one that she would only verbalize through moans and gasps though not in words, he doubted that he would ever hear them vocalized though that thought had changed with her last utterance, her eyes squeezing tight, her body on the cusp of giving in. If he were capable of smiling he would have done so at that moment, instead though Aegir found that he was taking advantage of her momentary lapse.

A tentacle looped around either wrist resecuring his hold upon her, then an instant later they pulled drawing her up into the heavens, drawing him off that tentacle that swarmed through her body. Upwards he tugged her body, his tentacles expanding through use of his body's own elasticity until he had elevated her above his head. A small adjustment and Aegir had stepped beneath her, letting his tentacles drop her body a few inches so that her legs came down upon his shoulders.

He may have been lethargic in his movements though the reflexive actions in his tentacles had been alarmingly quick and were thus quite the contrast to expectations. If she longed for the absence of that tentacle then she would mourn for its disappearance for only a short while. His hands came up to grab hold of her rear once more though moreso for balancing purposes and to keep her from squirming overly much. Now though with his face firmly planted between her thighs, the rich scent of her body washing out to his nostrils, Aegir reacted.

A mouth tentacle lashed outward pressing its tip against her clit, rubbing against it while the other three immediately moved to her labia. Sliding against the pink flesh of her body all three tips began to creep inside her and though not as deep as the tentacle that had been pressing into her before each had flailed and squirmed in an opposite direction as if dancing to a melody that only it could hear. With his boneless nature Aegir was able to compress his body through small cracks an ability that tended to lend itself a service in matters such as these allowing him to bring multiple tentacles to bare against a body without taring it apart in the process. With his mouth tentacles being narrower than those that served him as legs he could have brought all four of those appendages into her without much need to worry. For the moment though he craved to taste her, to push her closer to the brink of release then seek out the feel of her for he wondered what it would be like to press himself inside her, to fill her with his stiffness. Would she still struggle then? Would she cry out in bliss? He supposed he would find out the answers to those questions all in due time.