Turning to face me fully, my Baumbel keeper came when my hand slid up behind one of his oddly shaped ears and I gently tried to urge him down to me.
“Mine?” I asked, leaning in to buss my nose with his in an Eskimo kiss.
Grunting, his eyes fluttered and he shivered. He shifted, the action sending his cock pressing in farther, the stretch tight but I reveled in the bite. Baumb canted his head to the side as if he meant to try and nuzzle my face, but I grabbed his thick cheeks in my hands and jerked him to me, pressing my lips to his, mashing my face between two thick tusks, going for broke. I’d woo the pants off his furry ass, if that’s what it took.
His lips parted and my tongue ran along his impossibly thick lower lip. His mouth still tasted of the berries he’d tried to get me to try not so long ago. My tongue dipped into his mouth without thought to tangle briefly with his middle tongue. A soft moan left me as he pulled his hips back and quickly jerked them forward, eager to fill me.
Shuffling his large frame closer, until he was bent funny and huddled over me so he could press his advance without losing our connection, his tongue went searching out mine as he pulled his hips back and quickly slid back home.
Sucking his tongue as it slipped inside my mouth, I wasn’t expecting the sudden loud, trumpeting sound he let loose at the action. His cock jerked and a bright glowing had me squinting my eyes open as they started to close to gape at the thousands of tentacle like tendrils popping out of the glow spots lining his spine, neck, shoulders, arms, back, and as my gaze dipped to discover, along his groin. Four wet, wriggling tentacle like protrusion burst free of his crotch pocket, two curling up under the thick roundness wringing his cock as it fully surfaced, much larger than I recalled from our initial interlude, and two tentacle buddies writhing along the top of my sex, fluttering over where we were joined. Glowing blue dick tentacles. Bioluminescent junk was a new one for me. I certainly hadn’t spied those bad boys during our last romp. I’d apparently pissed the extra appendages right out of him. I struggled to decide if that was a good thing or not.
“Whoa,” I whispered, as the tentacles wrapped around his cock as he pulled out to the tip and began working the monster I’d just unleashed back inside me, lavender and cream swirled penis wrapped in tentacle feelers and all. A soft noise left me as he seated himself fully and his little surprise extra appendages pulsed to their own beat. As his hips pulled back and he began pumping inside me, those extra junk friends slid over my clit, our joined sex, dipping lower and behind but never going that far, others wriggling around on his cock as he changed my views on rutting, half pissed, furry mountain beasts forever.
This wasn't screwing, he was methodical, attentive. Baumb was making love to me, watching my face, studying my reactions, following along as my body told him what it liked. This was a claiming. My belly started to coil, tightening in that familiar sensation. I didn’t flinch or hesitate when he buried his face in my neck, his tusks pressing to my shoulder and cheek, and began nipping and licking his way to other places.
The bite marks from Ded, we both discovered as he laved the spot and I nearly jackknifed, shooting up, smacking my face on his tusk to writhe in earnest against him, gone wild with want as my sex began to clench around his length, proved especially sensitive. A sharp cry left me as he changed the angle he was working his cock into my channel, the tentacle encircling his girth pressing deep in that special spot, right as the glowing appendage writhing near my clit between us, wet with natural slick, began to flick over the swollen bud as if it was a tongue.
Hell, maybe that’s kind of what they were… Tentatongues? Junk tongues? Nope, sounded too weird, not even going to- “Baumb,” I burst out, odd thoughts interrupted as he shot up, gripping the furs on either side of my head, slamming home with a bone jarring thrust to bury himself deep. Throwing his head back, lower jaw splitting open into that tri-segmented madness, those odd glow spot extensions writhing around him flailing wildly, he roared his release. The sound was deafening, echoing throughout the mountain caverns.
Pressed deep inside me, I felt him climax, hot and pulsing. His cock jerked so hard I found myself dropping off that sweet precipice with him. One glance down at my stomach and a startled noise left me, even as I came so hard it hurt. My lower abdomen was glowing, familiar blue spots like the ones along his body lit up as his dick went nuclear. The glowing spread, until I realized the glow worm goop filling me and turning me Abominably radioactive was his seed.
It didn’t matter to me for more than a moment, his warmth filling me and along with it a strange, intense, blindingly strong orgasm that had me tensing up, clenching from the inside out until I was completely locked up. Wave after wave of euphoria consumed me, until one pleasurable climax after another rocketed through me. I came so hard my body convulsed and a scream lodged in my throat.
Baumb came down over me again then, his jaw still split open, inner teeth sharp, tusks fully bared. I was helpless to stop whatever came next.
Sharp, wide teeth clamped down on my shoulder, four sections full, top, and all three bottoms, burying deep over Ded’s mark.
Mouth opened in a silent shout, I trembled from head to toe as he began working his mouth and bright blue stuff, more glowing fluids, leaked from his upper jaw. My head was spinning, I was flying so high, I thought I might pass out. One of his tusks brushed my jaw. Leaning against it, I could see his blue mixing with my red, the pain I should be feeling right now notably absent, nothing but pleasure warming me. He could eat me alive right now and I was too stupid on Baumbel cock to do more than lay there uselessly.
When my eyes blinked open what felt like moments later, I glanced up at the male holding me, his fur soaked clean through, long legs kicking to keep us afloat in his small pool of glowing water.
“How long was I out?” I blurted. Grunting, lifting a shaky hand to my face, then over my shoulder, my fingertips brushed fat, bumped up nodules from where he’d sunk his chompers into me. Glancing at the spot, I gaped. “I’m glowing. Your marks are glowing.” One look down at my belly and there was still a faint glow. “I’m a glow worm,” I blurted. My gaze darted to Baumb, who seemed perfectly content, snuggling me to him, churring so loud the water stirred. “Is this permanent? Is it going to hurt me?” Lower, I whispered, “Can I die from this? What is this?” My fingers brushed the bite marks again. They lit up when a shiver instantly wracked me. Baumb let out a loud, happy noise. “Well, if that wasn’t telling,” I mumbled faintly.
“Mine,” Baumb rumbled out, leaning in to rub his chin along the top of my head, then, using his nose, nuzzled his way down until our noses bumped and rubbed. His whiskers twitched as they brushed me and we both shivered.
“So… you’re not mad at me anymore, then? Uhm… Baumb Loo-me?” I queried tentatively, biting my lip as he brushed his nose up one side of mine and right back down the other.
“Baumb Loo-me,” he purred, then closed his mouth over mine. And I mean purred. My body vibrated with it until my side, pressed up against him, was numb. His main tongue brushed the seam of my lips, searching, tasting. The action was sweet, curious. Just as fast as he’d begun to explore, he eased up. His happy purr was so loud the churring was a muted hum.
“Oh, look,” I said on a laugh, “your little friends have shot free to say hello.” Reaching out, I touched the tip of one of the glow spot feelers that slid free of its housing. The spade-like end wrapped around my finger, glowing brighter at the contact. My finger wiggled and it let go to retract.