“Do you want to grab the next one, sweetling?”
Lee could barely tear his eyes away long enough to look at the box and pick up the next egg. He forced his fingers out of Asher, but immediately wanted to put them back in. He understood the obsession now, the way his mates couldn’t keep their fingers out of him when they were putting eggs into him.There was something so arousing, so obscene about touching Asher there. Being inside him, in that hot, slick space.
Lee started on the next egg, and it went in with less protest from Asher. Theyshain’spale skin was flushed pink now all over, and when Lee looked up, he could see his cock had plumped just a little. It was still mostly soft, but Lee’d made progress. Pride in him swelled.
“You’re doing so well, Asher,” Lee said. “Just breathe and relax for us.” His voice felt gravelly, his throat thick. The next egg disappeared inside Asher’s body, then Lee’s fingers followed again. There was more pressure this time, more resistance. Asher wasn’t very big, so Lee wondered how many eggs he could take. There were so many in the box, but surely not all of them would go inside him right now… could they?
Lee wanted to find out. He wanted this for as long as he was allowed to have it.
He reached for the third egg. Above, he was vaguely aware of the Dresht watching him, of the way their claws smoothed over Asher’s skin, the soft comments and praise they rumbled into his ears. The way the arousal was building around them, so heady he could practically taste it.
A bulge started at three eggs, Asher’s lower abdomen swelling from what was inside him. Lee could hardly believe it, couldn’t wrap his mind around how he was responsible for it. Asher was so beautiful like this, spread out and being filled. It was what Lee must have looked like too, when he’d taken the Venigashen.
A molten hot zip of something sparked down his spine to imagine himself like this. To think of Eral and Ronet’s eyes on him, when Lee was as beautiful as Asher was right now. He understood why they could never get enough of him filled like this. All Lee wanted was to keep going.
As he pushed the fourth egg in, Asher’s body shuddered. It was such an expressive movement that Lee looked up from where his fingers were inside Asher again. Lee couldn’t see his eyes with the mask, but he could see wetness on Asher’s cheeks, could see the full-body sobs that were now breaking free.
It hit him hard, seeing how good Asher was feeling, how overwhelmed. His belly was bulging with the eggs now, and Lee knew all too keenly the way that fullness felt. He was a tangle of proud and turned on that he’d done this for Asher. That he’d brought him to this state.
Should he keep going? Lee didn’t have the monitoring device and Asher was so slender, even if his Venigash were smaller. Lee wanted to fill Asher fuller, but he didn’t want to hurt him. He looked, in question, at Vrayl.
Vrayl was already smiling at him approvingly. “He’s doing well, Lee. If you want to keep going, he usually takes about six eggs.”
Six. Lee buzzed with excitement. He got to puttwomore inside Asher. Got to make Asher feel even better.
Quickly, he reached for the next egg. Above him there were fond chuckles, and he flushed again all over. He was being so good for them all, taking care of Asher this way. He could feel how proud of him they all were.
For the next egg, he couldn’t help but watch Asher’s little cock. It was more than half hard now, flushed at the tip. The eggs had to be pushing up against his prostate, stimulating him from the inside. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and glanced up to see Vrayl’s hand drift down to Asher’s nipples. He plucked at one, rolling the bud between his fingers, and Asher’s sobs got louder. Trenet was running claw tips up and down Asher’s sides and then through his hair. Making him feel good.
And Lee was a part of that, of making Asher feel good.
That fifth egg went in slower than the others. Asher was so full that it took time to ease it in, and Lee enjoyed every second of it. Asher cried and squirmed, and his mates held him still as they cooed at him, voices dripping with praise. Trenet and Vrayl’s hands on him were so big, and they knew just how to please him. It was almost paralyzing watching them, getting lost in the way those hands stroked and teased Asher. He knew just what Dresht hands on his skin felt like, and he yearned then for his own mates to touch him.
Lee took a shaky breath, and then another. He had a job to do, so he couldn’t get lost now. He was almost finished. He needed to stay focused.
Before reaching for the sixth and last egg, Lee spent several long seconds with his fingers inside Asher. He told himself it was to make sure there was room for this last egg, but really he was just stretching the play out. Giving himself a bit more time with his pretty littleyshain.
He liked touching Asher inside. It was so intimate, so close. He could feel the way Asher’s walls clenched around the eggs, around his fingers. He could feel the need in Asher’s body for fullness. Wetness was just beginning to leak from the tip of Asher’s cock, showing them all how much he was enjoying this. Asher was crying out constantly now, muffled behind thehumshusbut audible to everyone in the room. It was addicting, doing this. Being the one to make Asher feel so good.
Finally, Trenet’s low rumbling praise cut off, and he turned an amused eye Lee’s way. “Are you going to give him the last egg,yshainLee?”
Lee bit his lip, caught out. Bashfully, he slid his fingers out of Asher, nodding. He could tell the Dresht weren’t upset with him, not with how amused and fond they looked by his antics. He was certain if he turned to see, Eral and Ronet would be wearing matching expressions. He was better, these days, atunderstanding what he could and couldn’t get away with. How they would indulge him.
He picked up the last egg, and brought it to Asher’s hole. He was more open than when Lee had started, his hole pinker, closer to a flushed red. This time Lee let his fingers linger at the softened rim, pushing the egg in beside one of his own digits. It made the breaching tighter, and it drew louder cries from Asher.
Lee shivered, relishing Asher’s pleasured cries. Lee knew how sensitive this area was when he’d taken so many Venigashen. How every touch, every brush had his nerves trembling.
And he was giving that experience to Asher now.
Saliva gathered in his mouth as the egg eased in. This might have been just practice for Asher, but his hole clearly knew what it was for. Six eggs, and he took them so beautifully.
The sixth one disappeared into Asher’s body. Lee left his fingers inside with it. He could see the bulge of Asher’s belly, and felt envious that he didn’t have it himself. He hadn’t even known, until today, that getting Venigash outside of the Season was possible.
But it was. Could he–
His breathing was shaky, his heart pounding. He touched around inside Asher, awed that he could. His own desire was vibrating inside him. He wanted to touch Asher more, but he also wanted to be touched.
He was so empty. So needy.
