She chuckles, in a way that, again, makes her seem like she’s the predator here, “Oh, wedari. I will indeed fuck you as soon as possible. But your body needs to adjust. To the new world, to our pheromones, to our bodies.” She grabs her glass. “But I offered you food because we’re going to play for a while after this.” She grins, an evil edge to it.
I blink rapidly.Well, alright.
When I put my glass down and look back to Azane, she quickly tosses her green drink back and gently sets the empty cup on the table.
“Come on, omega,” she gestures.
I let her lead me up the stairs as I again consider that I might not be fully recovered from the trip.
When we get to the fifth floor, Azane lets me go first. I swing the door open with excitement.
There, under the arch, is the now-decorated nest. A large bolster surrounds the edges and the bed is dressed in many shades and textures of green. Fern greens, hunter greens, lemon greens all blend together in the pillows and blankets. I notice shelves sticking out of the wall near it, looking for all their worth like those huge, flat mushrooms that grow off tree trunks.
It looks like heaven. I just need a good book and a hot cup of coffee.
I tug my blanket tighter over my shoulders and step forward. Zilas and Inken stand to either side, the light from the huge circular window illuminating their forms. I put my hand to the nest and when no one objects, I climb up.
Both alphas begin to purr as I settle myself, letting my blanket drop as I pull the covers over my lower half.
“Invite us,” Inken demands.
I tilt my head, and Zilas explains, “It’s tradition. The nest is sacred. And considered the omega’s. The very first time, you must invite your pack in.”
I take a deep breath, calm settling through me.
“Will the three of you join me?”
The purrs increase and my eyes settle on Inken. She grins, looking a bit feral and tugs her shirt off over her head, deftly avoiding her horns. Her skin is that incredible smokey blue, and she has tiny, fabulous tits. Her nipples are a dark blue and I itch to cup one. She drops her trousers and I blink. Her pussy is bare.Does she shave? Seems an oddly human thing.
I look to Azane. Her cunt is also hairless.Natural, then. My eyes drag up and down her and my cock stands at attention.
I had expected to bottom for a pack of male alphas. But I’ve dated both men and women back on Earth. I’m quite sure I can rise to the occasion of having female alphas.
Zilas’s hand touches my face softly, and I turn to him.
He’s nude. No hair is visible on his body either.But holy fuck, his cock. It’s huge. My eyebrows raise without intent. He’s easily twice my size. Something flutters inside me.
“Alright, kitten,” Inken purrs, “time for me to inspect you.”
Her hand fists in the blanket at the same moment my brain fizzles.They have a word that translates as kitten? What the hell? Space cats?
She tugs the blanket off and climbs next to me.
“Ohhh,” she rumbles, her fingers curling my sparse chest hair. “So cute, this red fur.”
“Look at his groin, more there,” Azane says quietly.
“Mmm,” Inken’s hand wraps around my hard cock. “So fucking cute.”
I wonder if she’s talking about my red bush or my cock and my stomach swoops again.
“When was the last time you achieved release, omega?” she asks.
I blink, processing.
“Um, I jerked off this morning.”
Another sound from her. “I want my omega dripping and whining, ready to hump my leg at any given moment.”
