Nothing but a vessel to pleasure them, I lose myself, and I love it. I wish one of them was using my asshole to finish as well. I lick and slurp for all I’m worth.
Suddenly she grabs the back of my head, pushing me into her as she moans loud and long. Her cunt flutters around my fingers exactly like a human woman’s would. I don’t stop though. If she wants me to stop, she’ll tell me.
“Mmm, such a good omega,” Azane purrs tiredly.
I blink, coming out of the haze.
She continues, “Now go clean up that big mess you made.”
My skin flushes in embarrassment, but I am quick to drop down and lap up my cum. As I do so, Ink kneels. Something small rubs at the head of my cock and I whine, fearing the zapping pen again. Sure enough, a strong shock jolts up my dick and into my balls. My cock deflates in defeat as I pant in pain and Ink carefully cages me again. The strap under my balls makes me wiggle, but the heavy-ish metal pieces that encircle my shaft feel like safety.
Azane leans in and puts the harness on me, the one with the waist belt and thigh belts, the leather soft but somehow irritating.
“Now, kitten, I believe you’re in preheat,” Inken says as she sits back. “During heat, omegas are often insensible. It’s one of the many reasons they need a pack.” I must tense up, for she hurriedly adds, “We’ll take care of you. But I think you dropped into a bit of a haze there. It’s a solid sign your body is gearing up for your heat.”
I finish my job and sit back, meeting her gray eyes. “Oh,” I say stupidly.
A loud knock interrupts us.
“Stay,” Inken commands firmly.
I freeze and her and Azane head downstairs.
Zilas chuckles, “I don’t think she meant to stay in thatexactposition.”
“Oh, right,” I say as I stand and stretch.
“Come down, boys!” floats up.
I smile and Zilas puts a hand on my back, leading me out. As I head downstairs, I touch the ennihas tree that grows in the house, as I have taken to doing.
Azane is sitting on the floor and Inken stands in front of her, a soft look on her stern face.
“We, uh,” Ink offers, “got you something.” She steps sideways, revealing that Azane is cuddling a cat. A bright green one.
I blink, stepping forward quickly and kneeling by Azane. “You got me a cat?”
“A kitten,” she corrects. “A male.”
I look back at it as it lets out a snarly meow. It has huge paws, thick long fur, and very pointed ears. It climbs off Azane and stretches, big green eyes on me.
“Thisis a kitten?” I mumble. It’s the size of a full grown Earth cat. I hold out my hand as it yawns, and I notice it has not one set of dangerous incisors, buttwo.
“Um, when I said our cats eat things... I meant...” I pause as the ‘little’ guy rubs against my body, tail curling up me. “Small rodents and things. What... uh, dotheseeat?”
Zilas chuckles, “Well, about anything they can run down and chew through. But we’ll feed it eggs and vegetables.”
Oh, right, no cat chow.
I settle on the floor, and the green kitten immediately climbs in my lap. I stroke him gently and he arches his back. “Is he... potty-trained?” I ask, trying to use words that will translate.
“We got him from a pack with an adult female cat. She taught them before they were allowed to leave her.”
“Oh, good,” I blurt, relieved.No idea how to litter train a giant murder kitty.
He starts nomming on my fingers, paws wrapping around my wrist as he rolls onto his back.
“Thank you,” I say softly, eyes on him. “I love him. Thank you so much.”
