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repeating that she
might even believe it.
    This time she was going to make sure he remembered her. She
gave his tentacle a final lick and let it go. She’d read about that and had
seen it in the porn but had never thought she’d get a chance to see if it
actually worked. Apparently it did. She bit back the smile. Those sensitive
tentacles that read minds were full of receptors and responded to all kinds of
stimuli. If she’d kept going and wrapped her hand around his cock, would he
have come? The idea was more exciting than it should’ve been. Later, not the
first time. Would they have time for more or would they run out of trics in
the room?
    They could always buy more…but not enough.
    He gently put her down and then dropped to his knees. “Want
to know what else these tentacles are good for?” His voice was rough, as if he
could barely control his desire. She’d heard him like that once before. That
moment when she’d thought he was going to break the rules and kiss her would be
forever etched in her mind, but she much preferred the direction today was
going.
    She nodded, her voice suddenly gone. Her heart was thumping
in her chest like an overheated engine ready to blow. His fingers traced up her
thigh and eased her legs apart a fraction. For a moment he seemed content to
stroke the hair covering her mound. There wasn’t much there, her species wasn’t
particularly hairy, but Filid had none. Not a strand on his perfect pale body.
The curves of his muscle weren’t marred by anything. He was all streamlined
white skin and he was more beautiful than she could’ve imagined. Even the curve
of his cock was aesthetically pleasing.
    It was as if his species had been created to look amazing
but not be touched. As she ran her fingers over his tentacles she felt her skin
catching. In one direction his skin was so soft, yet in the other so rough. A
few tentacles wrapped around her wrist and tangled with her fingers as if
involved in their own sensual dance. The roughness of his skin made it tough
like armor, even though it looked translucent and delicate. A trick of the
light and nothing more. No species had a tougher hide than the Klokians .
    What would he feel like in her? Would the friction be
pleasurable or too much? A nervous flutter spun through her stomach. What if
she couldn’t handle being close to him? She took a breath and slowly released
it. Then it didn’t matter. He didn’t know who she was; this was the random
meeting of two strangers in need of a fuck. Nothing more. If it didn’t work
then they walked away and found a species that was more compatible. Sometimes
interspecies sex didn’t work out the way everyone hoped.
    However that didn’t stop her from hoping it would be
amazing, the way she’d always imagined. She hoped her imagination hadn’t set
her up for a fall.
    Filid’s finger brushed the lips of her slit, already wet and
aching for him. She had to close her eyes, even though she didn’t want to, as
he found her clit and gave the hard button a delicate rub. Her heart began a
rapid beat as her blood heated past what she was sure was safe levels of lust.
She remembered the way he’d pressed her against the wall as they’d fought and
then the almost kiss. The rolling waves of lust and frustration. She bit her
lip as his finger pressed and circled her clit as if he knew exactly what she
wanted. Then he eased one finger into her core.
    Rough, yes, but not enough to hurt. However, she was so
slick and needy she was sure it wouldn’t have mattered if he was hung like a Helvelet .
    His finger slid out of her and she gasped for the loss, then
his hands were on her hips and his mouth was on her clit, and one tentacle was
sliding into her cunt. The thickness of a finger, longer and far more flexible,
it reached places normally only touched by the cock of the most skilled of
lovers. She drew in a breath as a shudder of pleasure rolled through her,
weakening her knees. Her fingers dug into his