Chapter 13
Chapter thirteen
Olzi
I needed Logan inside me, and I didn’t know how to explain the desperation I felt at the thought of having him fill me up, but I watched their kiss, the way they explored each other for a moment before I leaned forward and kissed his hardening cock through his pants.
His hand roamed over my ass, dipping between the cheeks through the back waistband, even as he kissed her.
I nuzzled him, silently begging for what I was afraid to ask for.
And he knew what I needed. Without breaking the kiss, he let go of my ass and reached for the waistband of his pants, slipping the button open for me and lifting his hips, even as he continued to kiss Ra’odah.
I tugged the fabric out of the way, revealing my prize.
Their kiss was lovely, but she didn’t get him first. I did.
And I didn’t care if that was selfish. I started to yank off my clothes, desperate to have my bare skin in his hands.
She pulled back from Logan and smirked down at me. “Your mind is a crazy place, Olzi.”
“I need him,” I said, nudging his big cock with my lips. “You’ll understand soon enough. He drives you insane with lust.”
“That may just be you, Olzi,” Logan said, laughing.
Chuckling along with him, Ra’odah reached out tentatively and circled her fingers around his shaft, holding him still for me to suck into my mouth, and he groaned, grabbing my hair and pushing me deeper, nudging the back of my throat as he fucked my mouth in a few rough strokes.
I would never admit it out loud, but I had been completely wrong about the oral sex thing.
Having him in my mouth, making him moan my name, and tasting the dribble of pre-cum that seeped out against my tongue, it was the best thing.
“Can I taste?” Ra’odah asked, and I lifted my head, watching as she carefully held her hair out of the way and kissed the crown of his cock.
It was the most tentative little kiss, and sort of adorable.
I reached out with my tongue and swiped it up his length, pausing to kiss her around him.
That she liked, her tongue and mine swirling around him together, doing battle.
“Fuck,” Logan groaned, pulling us both back for a moment as he took some slow, deep breaths. Ra’odah met my eyes and gave me a wicked smile.
“How do we prepare him for you?” she asked Logan, startling me.
Logan leaned in and kissed her roughly, perhaps thanking her for the permission to give me what I needed.
He shifted me, moving me to lie across his lap with my ass in the air.
The position felt so vulnerable. My hole was completely exposed, and my cock was throbbing and leaking all over his thigh as he explored the crevice between my cheeks, the base of my tail, and finally started to circle my rim with a lubed finger.
I squirmed, because I wanted him back in my mouth, but he held me still, forcing me to rest my head on Ra’odah’s thigh.
She seemed content with watching, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but then I supposed she had no experience with sex.
“Suck on her tits,” Logan murmured. “See if she likes that.”
I glanced up at the pretty doctor, who widened her eyes, then took a shaky breath and slid the closure on her shirt open.
I thought I could remember a time when I’d been a breast man, but Logan’s fingers inside me were rewriting all of my brain cells, reprogramming me into a sex-starved beast who only cared about his cock.
His fingers had stopped moving, though, and I wiggled my ass, seeking the friction I craved.
“I gave you a command, Olzi,” he murmured, smacking my ass lightly.
“You don’t get what you want until you obey.
” His gruff command only increased my desperation, and I pushed forward a little, reaching up to kiss her lips first. Ra’odah had a lovely mouth, soft and giving, with a bit of her commanding doctor attitude, and my cock throbbed, leaking against Logan’s leg as I considered being her slave, too.
I kissed my way down her slender throat and across her shoulder, worshipping her beautiful lavender skin.
She arched her back, offering me her breasts, and I remembered at once why I was a breast man.
She was so soft, her skin silky and responsive, her nipples pebbling as I laved them with my tongue.
If Logan was my master, she would be my goddess, an elegant, ethereal being that I would worship with my cock and tail and mouth.
“Being inside his mind is doing things to me,” she whispered. “He thinks the loveliest things.”
“Suck her harder,” Logan said, beginning to move his fingers again, rewarding me either for my raunchy thoughts or my attention to our goddess.
“Find the exact right pressure that makes her body react.” Then he turned to her.
“I’d like him to fuck you before I fuck him.
He’s big, but not as big as me. A nice size for your first cock.
” And with that, he pulled something out of a drawer behind the benches and pressed it against my hole.
It wasn’t his cock, but it was far bigger than his fingers, and I didn’t dare to look back and see what it was.
“It’s a good thing the escape pods are used for storage. I had some toys in here,” he said. “This one is a very nice plug. It’ll gape you open for me. You may leave our goddess for a moment to look at the toy if you’re curious.”
I turned to watch as he circled the lube-coated toy against my hole.
It was long, though not as long or as thick as him, and it had a series of round lumps attached by narrower sections.
My eyes widened as I watched the first push into me, feeling the intense stretch of my hole being breached by something large for the first time.
My cock jolted against his thigh, and I whimpered while he waited for me to adjust.
“You’ll wear this until I feel your body is ready for me,” he said, pushing it further.
The second wide section was bigger than the first, and I cried out as it stretched me again, imagining what it would be like to take his cock.
I felt impossibly full, and the toy was only halfway inside me. How would I be able to take him?
My whole body was shaking as he pushed it in further, past another wide section, and it settled somewhere deep inside me that sent a strange spark of sensation through my body.
My cock was leaking steadily now, and I closed my eyes and tried to relax as he pushed the last piece in, torturing me with the last ridge for a moment, slipping it in and out of me, fucking me with the toy.
“Oh god,” I whimpered. “I’m going to come.” That earned me a hard swat on the ass.
“Ra’odah needs your cock, sweet boy. You must learn control,” Logan murmured.
I took a shuddering breath, looking up at her, admiring the way her eyes lit up as she smiled at me.
This time, she took control, pulling my chin up into another kiss.
It was controlled and curious, different from Logan’s wild passion, but still lovely, and Logan coaxed me out of her lap as the kiss deepened.
He moved behind me, playing with the toy inside me, my tail, and finally my cock, keeping part of my focus on him even as my lust turned towards her.
I’d found my purpose, and it was them. And as he swatted me playfully, I crawled over her, deepening the kiss, spreading her legs, and pushing my body against hers. Our goddess.
“Why are you wearing pants?” I asked, and she burst out laughing.
“Perhaps we’ll have to make sure she’s wet enough to truly enjoy your cock, Olzi,” Logan said, and Ra’odah let out a whispered curse.