Yep.
A bright pink tentacle dildo.
With artificial suckers running up and down its length.
And lastly, there was the monstrosity that I justknewwas the one my Masters wanted me to choose. Honestly, it was kind of hot.
I was just deeply concerned about Lane’s insides.
“Are you sure none of these are… too much?” I skeptically asked Greyson.
Greyson’s lips tipped up in a small smirk. “I’m sure. I know what he can take, Oliver.”
My hands trembled as I took the strap-on from Hudson. I then fastened the harness around my hips.
“Can you help me put it on?” I asked Hudson.
“Sure. Which one?” Hudson’s eyes glittered with the confidence that he knew which one his pet would choose.
I blushed from embarrassment, then whispered, “You know which one.”
“Hell yesss!”
It took Hudson a minute to attach it, but not too long. I stared down at my pelvis, half questioning my life choices, and half horny out of my mind.
The dildo jutted out, thick and ready, pressing pleasureably against my dick with every subtle movement. I felt powerful, and so goddamn ready to fuck that my own arousal was dripping down my inner thighs.
I turned to face Lane.
“What the fuck?!” Lane choked out, his eyes wide and locked on my chosen cock. “Is that what I think it is? Jesus, fuck.Nope.No way.”
I understood Lane’s reaction. After all, I’d probably react the same way.
Hayes teased, “What, never taken a werewolf cock before?”
“Of course I fucking haven’t!” Lane scoffed loudly, still staring at the monster between my legs.
The long shaft, tapered tip, and very pronounced knot stared right back at him. I gauged that it was around twelve inches in length, but couldn’t even begin to guess the width of the bulbous knot towards the base of the dildo.
Greyson rose from where he’d sat down on the couch and approached Lane.
Lane whined, “Daddy, I can’t take that.”
Grey leaned down to run his fingers over Lane’s scalp. “You can, princess. And you will.”
Lane whimpered but pushed into his husband’s hand. “Promise it won’t tear me?”
“I promise. All that training hasn’t been for nothing, kitten. Plus, you’re already nice and stretched from your tail and Daddy’s dick.”
“If you’re sure…”
“I am. Now, don’t you want to be the first kitten your little puppy friend breeds? Be a warm, willing hole for him?” Greyson continued to stroke Lane’s head, watching with a satisfied expression as Lane began to softly pant and lick his lips.
Hudson added, his voice firm, “The only one he’s allowed to breed. Ever.”
Lane swallowed a moan. “Okay,” he murmured. “Y-yeah… Yes, please…”
Greyson’s fingers threaded deeper into Lane’s hair, massaging his scalp with a firm, reassuring pressure. “It won’t tear you, princess. We’ve prepped you well enough. Just breathe and take it for your pup here. Show him how good you can be.”
