Watching her come seemed to do something to Brux—he couldn’t hold himself back any longer. Scrambling up on the ledge, he gave a short, sharp bark, demanding that the flower stop fucking his mate. Kiera was his—he was the only one who should be breeding her!
Kiera gasped in surprise and her eyes, which had been unfocused with pleasure, suddenly went wide.
“Oh, Buck—you…you scared me!” she panted, putting a hand to her chest.
Brux barked again and then growled at the flower which was still pumping inside her pussy.
“No, no—it’s all right. It…it’s not hurting me.” Kiera’s voice was breathless with pleasure. “It’s…it’s making me feel good, that’s all,” she added.
At that moment, the long, waxy blossom—which was at least as thick as his own topmost shaft—thrust as deep as it could and held still for a long movement.
“Oh, and now it’s coming in me!” Kiera moaned. She gasped and sighed and then, a moment later, the blossom came out of her.
It had lost all of its shape, Brux saw. The waxy petals were nothing but thin strings now. Clearly the flower had given its all and left nothing for itself.
“Oh God—that was a good one,” Kiera sighed. She still didn’t seem upset that he’d seen her getting fucked by the flower and coming—probably because she still thought of him as an animal. Brux wondered impatiently how long it would take him to regain his humanoid form. He wanted to be the one fucking her and breeding her.
“Well, I think it’s time to get dried off—don’t you?”
Kiera rose to stand on the ledge but when she did, a rush of clear, shiny liquid slid down her thigh.
“Oh my!” she murmured, looking down at herself. “I should have known that pleasure blossom was a juicy one—he was so big and thick—he really filled me up!”
Brux went over at once to sniff at her thigh. He put out his tongue and took a tentative taste, licking some of the shiny liquid from her skin. It tasted bland and faintly sweet.
But when he tried to lick higher, his tongue barely brushed the outer lips of her luscious pussy before Kiera was pushing him firmly away.
“That’s enough, now,” she said, frowning a little. “I believe in being friendly with your pets, but there are limits. Here—let me wash this off me and we’ll go dry off.”
She crouched in the water again, washing the clear liquid the flower had left out of herself, and then stood again.
“All right now—the dryer is over here. And I think if we scrunch up, we can both fit,” she told him. “Come on—let’s go.”
Brux followed her away from the pool to another section of the bathing suite, but both his shafts were still out and hard, making it difficult to walk normally. He had visions of her getting to her knees for him and inviting him to mount her—but he knew that wouldn’t happen. She’d barely let him taste her pussy before she pushed him away.
Must regain my other form, he thought as he followed. Must Bond with her—make her mine!
But that was going to have to wait. In the meantime, he wanted to dry his coat and spend a little more time looking at his new mate’s luscious, naked curves.
10
KIERA
Kiera tingled between her legs where Buck’s tongue had swiped at her before she pushed him away. She should have stopped him, she supposed, but wolves and dogs learned the most about their world through their noses–she’d thought he only wanted to sniff her.
Anyway, at least he was obedient when she told him to stop. She led him to the dryer–a Monstrum invention that was quicker than drying with a towel, though she had those too. It was just a large chamber you stood in and pressed the button which resulted in warm winds swirling around you until you felt dry and turned it off. Kind of like a giant hand—dryer, but for your whole body.
“All right, Buck–let’s get in here,” she said to the wolf as she stepped into the dryer.
He did as she asked and came into the dryer with her, but Kieraa noticed that he seemed to be moving rather stiffly. She frowned–had he hurt one of his back legs somehow?
“Here now, boy–what’s wrong with you?” she asked and knelt beside him to see if she could find out. “Did you hurt your–oh!”
Her words ended in a gasp because what she saw poking out from between the wolf’s legs made her absolutely certain he wasn’t an Earth animal after all.
Poking out from his furry sheath was not one but two engorged shafts–a larger one on the bottom that looked bigger than anything she’d ever seen on a human man–and a slightly smaller, shorter one that sat on top of it. Both were fully engorged and ready to go, as if Buck was ready to mate.
But why would he react that way? she wondered, staring at the two alien—looking shafts jutting out from the huge wolf’s belly. It was as if he’d scented a female of his own kind in heat or…
