Page 26 of I'm Not Your Pet

His eyes were as black with lust as mine were and he was flushed from head to toe. Huu-goh’s tongue was out as he panted, those sweet useless flat teeth flashing as he bore them, and his nails dug into my forearms tight enough to sink inside my flesh. “Oh fuhk,” he repeated. It must be a curse of some sort, or a deity, for how reverently he said it. “Gahd yew feel soh goohd.”

I clutched his ass harder, and pulled at his balls, my cocks throbbing as I watched his eyes cross and drool dripped down his chin. The wet spot on his pants was growing bigger andbiggeras Huu-goh rubbed against me, that thick long dick leaving a mess all over both of us.

“Fuck me, little beast,” I cooed against his ear in my language. I did my best to ignore the voice in the back of my mind that whispered I was doing this wrong. “Give me your cum.”

A few more stuttered thrusts later and I got what I wanted.

Huu-goh made theprettiest, most wonderful noise I’d ever heard as he spilled between us. Like a wounded animal his head tossed back, the cords in his throat bared as he rutted one last time against my leg. My tendrils pulled at his nipples again, milking every last drop of his pleasure from him before they slipped away and retreated inside my body.

His expression was dazed and foggy as he came down from his high, that pert little ass clenching beneath my fingers as I rubbed between his cheeks from top to bottom just to make him gasp again.

“Enuff,” he whimpered in human-speak, pushing at my chest weakly, his face flushed and his hair sweaty. “Sensihtihve.”

“I do not understand you,” I purred against his ear, “but you aredeliciousall the same. What a gift you have given me.”

“Fuhk,” Huu-goh whined, “whai yew gahtta sownd like that? All growlee and shiht. Jee-suhs.” He nuzzled against me, hisearlier ire forgotten. His legs buckled a little when I released his ass. An easy enough fix. I picked him up off the ground. He barely protested as I carried him into the bathroom and helped him get clean.

He’d made a point to get angry when I tried to accompany him to the bathroom before, but there were no protests this time. At least at first. When I reached for his soiled clothing, Huu-goh pushed my hands away and pointed at the door with an angry furrow to his brow.

I took the hint and left.

Twenty minutes later Huu-goh rejoined me in the bedroom, looking fresh-faced and relaxed in a way he hadn’t before. He sleepily wandered to his bed in the corner of the room, curling in a ball on top of it, and snuggling in before he turned to look at me, his blue eyes wicked with intelligence.

“I thihnk…” he swallowed, speaking to me even though he knew I had no way of understanding. “I dohn’t mayend bee-eeng a peht if it meens yew tuch me like that ahll the tayem.”

He smiled, a sweet grin that made him look prettier than ever. My hearts pounded as I offered him a smile of my own, my cocks still pulsing with need inside my sleep pants. They hadn’t stopped aching the entire time I’d been waiting for his return. Now that I was whole again, the memories my tendrils had made while wrapping around him teased the back of my subconscious.

His nipples had been so soft but hard, desperate to be twisted and plucked.

His skin was sowarm.

No wonder why everyone was so obsessed with sex.

When Huu-goh was asleep I waited all of thirty seconds before I made my way to the bathroom. My hands shook as I pulled my toy from beneath the sink. I hadn’t done this in years, not since I’d been young and virile, and thought I owned the world. I slicked the opening of the mount with lube, listeningtoward our room to make sure Huu-goh was still asleep before I pulled my cocks out of my trousers and pushed them into the device.

It sucked and slurped around me and I growled, ducking my head toward my chest to hide the sound as I tore my claws into the toy and pounded into it. My cocks twitched and writhed, twisting together as they sought the friction they’d been aching for.

And when they came my eyes rolled back, memories of Huu-goh’s blissed-out expression playing in the back of my mind as I scraped my fingers through the remnants of Huu-goh’s cum on my thigh and brought them to my snout to sniff.

Hope was a trembling, newborn thing.

And when I climbed into bed, satisfied and aching to hold Huu-goh close, for the first time in months, I knew I wouldn’t dream of death.

So much had happened in the last month that it was difficult to wrap my mind around all of it. I’d seen so many things, met so many creatures, that my journal was completely full. When I dreamed, it was of planets with red grass, lavender skies, and mines full of glittery gems so gorgeous they made diamonds on Earth pale in comparison.

I was living a life I never could have imagined—even in my wildest fantasies.

And yet…

Discontent stirred beneath the surface of my skin. It was a seed at first, something small and easily ignored. But as it took root and grew, the difficulty of each day grew with it. It wasn’t Roark’s fault. At least…not intentionally.

I could tell he cared and that was…puzzling.

I’d never really mattered to anyone before I’d met Roark. That should have made me happy—and it did. But it was complicated, navigating the transition from slave to pet as my world changed drastically again.

It wasn’t that he didn’t make me feel safe.

He did, actually.

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