A tidal wave of pleasure pulsed over him as he felt both her thoughts and orgasm as it hit her as hard as a hammer falling onto an anvil. Inside her he lodged himself deeply as he felt her muscles collapse around him, his shaft narrowing as he compressed it against the crushing closure of her muscles against him.

He held her limbs above her head dangling her arms as they felt limp to the touch. He felt the stirrings of another orgasm building up inside her, though he had felt the wave of pleasure wash throughout his loins as he felt himself exploding, the pleasures of the flesh being too great to endure as he burst like a missile.

He moved his head towards her own, two mouth tendrils wrapping around too the back of her head, the other two against the front as they swept over her cheeks as his mouth pressed hard against her lips, his elongated tongue driving itself into her mouth as it danced against her own.

His hands reached up to brush against her breasts as he spoke into her mind.

So good ... yet so nubile ...

He pulled her slowly off his shaft laying her down upon the ground, his body sliding against her own as he had released her lips from his hold. White eyes sweeping down into her brighter ones while his frame slithered over her own.

Confident that she would not try to flee or that he could easily recapture her if she tried, or so he believed. With that in mind his tentacles peeled off her hands releasing his hold upon her.

Amelia cried in equal pain and surprise, it all happened so fast she could barely keep up with the sensations. Suddenly she found herself full, he had buried his length in her in the midst of her climax and looked to have spontaneously achieved his own. All over again, Amelia felt as if her loins where on fire. Shuddering she jammed shut her eyes and tried not to see, it was all so sudden, so revolting and so good.

Amelia found that she was building up all over again, her passage was absolutely soaked, with warm thick fluids streaming slowly from her lower lips, even with his member lodged so deep inside. She cooed at the strange feeling, hating herself for giving in so easily to everything.

And then she felt something brushing through her hair and wrapping around the back of her head. Amelia felt her heart skipped a beat, her eyes flashed open, she would have screamed, she knew, if she could only summon the strength. His face was so close, his tendrils where wrapping around her head and she could see the hungry look in his eyes. He was drifting closer and she could something caressing her face, her cheeks. She wanted to shy away from his touch, but he was too strong.

“No! no stop please don't, Stop please!” she cried and begged, but was cut short by the creatures kiss. His abnormally long tongue was entangling itself with her own. His face was jammed so close to her own the feel of his mauve flesh sent chills down her spine, she could smell and taste his alien flesh. It was all so strange and much too smooth. her heart was beating quickly, she could not break eye contact with the creature, those blank white eyes seemed to bore into her. And she could not seem to look away.

She could feel his hands caressing her small breasts, she could him lodged deep within her loins, and her rear passage as well. She could feel his tongue and his kiss and the tendrils on his face still caressing her skin and she could feel her arms bound and restrained above her. And she could feel him speaking into her mind. And then she felt him release her. She felt his limbs retracting from her body, it felt so good she wanted to scream. As the unseen appendages finally came loose in a spray of fluids and muffled panting Amelia became aware of being lowered slowly to the ground. His tongue left hers, a trail of saliva trailing in it's wake and she watched as his face drifted up and away, she could feel the cold hard ground against her naked skin as she was lowered onto it. Then finally she felt her arms fall free of his grasp to lay limp at her sides.

She breathed long and hard deep slow breaths, staring up at the sky above them and laying as still and as quiet as she could. Her whole body seemed limp and soft, and sore. she had no desire to move, and nowhere to go besides. No words came to her, she found it hard to focus on a single thought at a time, so she said nothing either. But she could feel his form above her again slithering over her prone form. Amelia felt warm tears flooding down her face again, and fought back a sob. She waited in terrified anticipation.

He milked in all her thoughts as they moved through her mind. The feelings and emotions that had flooded through her had told him all he had needed to know, she had enjoyed herself and namely she had enjoyed him though pride and her station wouldn't have allowed her to admit to anything of that nature.

One tentacle had arisen to her cheek as it wipe aside some of the warm tears that had flooded down her cheek. His form hovering over hers as he loomed over her, his form blocking out the sky that she had been looking at.

I'm glad you shot me. He admitted seeing how that act had lead to this.

A pair of tentacles fell to her legs, coiling about her ankles like a python though he had not exhibited any force other than spreading her legs apart. Another tentacle going between her parted thighs as the tip of it touched upon her clit, rocking against it in a slow clock wise motion.

His hold upon her legs had been quite weak being strong enough only to spread them. Eyes flowed over her prone naked body as he sent a telekinetic touch against her sex rubbing up and down the slit of her body like a finger caressing her lightly their.

[There's nothing to fear ... unless your afraid of shattering again, unleashing into sweet oblivion.

The telekinetic touch upon her dwindled as he fitted himself against her, but instead of using both his smaller cocks together as he normally did he had only used one of them, the other two rubbing up against her abdomen as it rubbed up and down her sex, collecting all the moisture of her own release against the tip of his shaft before using it to press inside her, slowly peeling aside the nether lips of her body as he had did so.

He wasn't done, not yet. Amelia knew it wouldn't be so simple, but she had hoped. Had thought maybe he was sated and done, that he was pleased. But somehow she knew he was far from finished. Biting back her tears she braced herself for what was sure to come.

She could feel his touch on her cheek, gentle and stead, he was wiping aside her tears. The gesture did nothing to calm her tattered mind. She could see him again, he had moved into her vision, this time she found she could not look away, so she drank it in. Absorbing every detail to memory.

All he wanted was to get inside her head, despite every attempt made, she could not shut him out. He was speaking again, another unwelcome thought in a sea. She chose not to focus on it, only on his face, those eyes. she was vaguely aware of his touch on her ankles, the movement was slow and careful, she did nothing to stop him. she had tried enough times to resist. Instead she beamed at him, silently. She could feel soft fingers of pleasure tickling at her lips and at her sensitive nub. Too sensitive, that was her special place, her body, Why could he abuse it so easily? And then suddenly she understood, she knew.

Amelia felt her lips issue a soft moan, and then another, her hips where rocking carefully against the invading tendrils of pleasure, and she could feel her fire burning deep inside hungry to be sated once more. And then he was in her again, in her mind, speaking in that strange way he did, and this time she listened and judged and watched. The tendrils of gentle pleasure where fading, only to be quickly replaced with a thicker broader feeling member. Up and down she felt the thing brush across her lower lips. She released another shuttered moan and braced her hips with her hands. And bit her lip, as slowly, he entered her.

This time she knew what she had to do, wordlessly she ground her hips into the thrust, hard as she dared. She thought she had an idea a plan, but it was only bits and pieces nothing she could put into words. With a grunt and a drawn out moan she bucked again, forcing his length into her wet folds. Deep green eyes met blank white ones and Amelia smiled, a wicked, bitter grin.

Not expecting this he felt her rising hips against his, the heat of her soft body beneath him had been sublime as green eyes met white ones. While he had sensed something in her mind and could see something in her eyes shimmering beneath the surface he had done nothing about the matter.

Nothing because the serenity that she had brought to him had been intense as she engulfed his stiff yet sensitive length. Again she rippled over him as she engulfed him with the soft heat of her body as she twisted her hips slightly and took even more of him in that had given him cause to shiver.

As it were he let out another burbling groan as his eyes fell closed, his hands pressing down against her shoulders as he pinned her to the ground for a moment before those mauve hands of his slid down to her breasts as thumbs spun against her nipple.

Again he bent over her as he sent one gentle lick of his tongue against her neck. His body rose over her own before filling it back up with himself.

But regardless he liked this feeling that coursed over him now and while he had wondered about the change and what she had in mind that thought had been dissuaded from his mind as she shuffled her hips against him again.

But he had not worried about her escape. She had seemed so passive and besides a mass of his tentacles had been about her as he burbled out again as she rose up against him displacing that thought from his mind.