[He starts with a slow and steady pace, pulling almost out of her at each stroke so he can feel how she clutches around him as he drives back in. His thrusts aren't gentle, though, slamming in hard as she moves against him.

But his rhythm falters slightly as her tentacle works him, his nails raking across her scales as it squirms inside him. He covers for it by leaning in to press a kiss to her back and then to the base of one of her tentacles.]

Yeah... like that. You like that.