Chapter Ten #2
Nara hands slide over the different implements and I frown. I want to continue to use my hands to open Elizabeth, but I realize he’s right.
“Now, sweetheart,” he says softly, and I grin at his endearment for her. “I’m going to insert some trainers to help get you ready to take us.”
Her eyes blink open slowly, lax and heedy with pleasure. They land upon the box and widen.
“Oh. Oh... that’s what trainers meant... I... shit,” her voice drops quieter and quieter as she speaks.
“You’re nice and hot, wedari,” I murmur, hand stroking her thigh, “You’ll do just fine. Trust your charax. Now lay back and let us take care of you.”
She nods slowly, looking hazy—probably from our pheromones—and Nara and I both purr for her.
Nara’s hand lands on the second smallest of the trainers and I bite my lip. I would think the smallest, but I will not disagree with his assessment, as he knows more on this than me.
The pack structure of our planet has withstood ages.
The only change has been to typically only take one omega—and that only if a pack is blessed—which only happened because Celnoe omegas died of the Red Paralysis.
I grimace, wrapped up in melancholy thoughts, though our omegas left us generations ago.
“She doesn’t slick...” Nara says quietly.
“What?” She murmurs, lifting her head, braid sliding over her shoulder, “I’ve never been this wet in my life.”
Nara chuckles softly and opens a tin of lubricant. “I mean that humans don’t, no failing of yours, of course. So that simply means I’ll add lubrication. Some planets’ omegas produce no fluid at all, it is not a hindrance.”
She blinks, taking that in.
“Lay back,” Nara commands, as he readies the trainer. It’s shaped much like a Celnoe alpha cock, but instead of thickening at the base, it instead dips inward before flaring out with a loop for grabbing, or attaching to straps, on the end. It’s a soft polymer, but without too much give.
His hand covers her little cunt and she whimpers and rocks.
“Needy, hot little omega,” I say lowly, pleased with her desire.
Nara’s hand slides, dipping two fingers into her, to a squeal from her.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, don’t stop,” she begs, just as Nara slides his fingers out.
Ry adds, from where he’s buried inside Wells, holding still, forcing Wells to come back from the edge of release, “Sounds like edging might be a good punishment after all, the way she begs to be bred.”
Wells lets out a whimper, head hanging low between his elbows propped on the edge of the chair.
I chuckle but Elizabeth lets out another squeal, this one much angrier. I turn back to her.
“Stop that!” Her face is indignation personified.
Nara’s first finger is in her tiny bottom hole that I had just recently lapped at. Nara chuckles and slides it out all the way before entering her again. She sits up, to my surprise, as Nara starts to thrust slowly but steadily in her bottom.
“I... I don’t want this. Not right now at leas—” she cuts off, eyes on the trainers. “Those are fucking huge!”
We laugh and I sit up, kissing her soft cheek. “So are we, wedari. We must teach your body to accommodate your mates.”
“But why...” She squirms, frustrated.
I chuckle. “Ohh, omega, you didn’t think we would only be breeding that little pussy of yours, did you?”
The look on her face says very clearly that she did.
“Lay back,” Nara says firmly, still fucking her ass with his finger. She doesn’t move, except to shift her hips.
“You had better listen to Nara before I decide you need the punishment more than Wells,” Ryson snarls.
She drops flat without another word.
“Have you had pleasure here before?” Nara asks, careful to word things delicately so none of us go into a rage at the thought of our omega having sex with another. It’s only natural, but that doesn’t tell our instincts anything.
“I...” her voice is small but she stays laying back in the pillows. “I have.”
“So...” Nara’s hand slows and he eases a second finger in.
“Fuck!” She curses, but Nara’s fingers work in and out undisturbed.
“Good girl,” I praise her softly.
“So,” Nara starts again, “Did you not like it? Will you not allow us to bring you as much pleasure as is possible for us to wring out of you?”
She makes a noise at that. “I... I don’t know, I guess I need a little warning.”
Nara makes a soothing sound in his throat. “I suppose your day has been a bit overwhelming, sweetheart.”
I stroke her thigh but am quickly distracted by her large breasts. Female Celnoe have very small breasts comparatively, which enlarge a bit when swollen with kits, but nothing like Elizabeth’s breasts.
I let a hand slide up her soft belly to cup one, testing the heft of it. She squirms.
“I’m going to speed up now,” Nara says calmly.
She gasps as he does and I pinch her nipple in response. She gasps again, her huge eyes meeting mine.
“Do you like this?” I ask quietly. “Your breasts and nipples worked?”
A pause.
She nods, silent.
I lean in, moving my hand to the other. “And if I kissed them?” I ask, my mouth hovering over her peaked nipple.
“Yes,” she gasps, as her back arches.
I drop my head and pull her nipple into my mouth, kissing and licking it. Nipple play isn’t a common part of Celnoe sex, but maybe it should be. I’m rock hard and my little wedari is loving it too.
“Now, I’m going to remove my fingers,” Nara tells her quietly.
She squeaks.
“Now, I’m going to insert the trainer.”
Elizabeth lets out a noise. “I didn’t mean you needed to tell me every tiny thing.”
But then she groans, back arching. I sit up, wanting to watch her body stretch to accommodate this thing that is much smaller than my cock.
“Oh fuck, I can’t.” Elizabeth cries as Nara pulls back and then presses against her again, her body slowly responding with a slow stretch.
“You can. You will. You are, so hush.” Nara’s voice is firm. “Your body’s care is my domain and I will not have you harmed for lack of proper training. Now bear down.”
She lets out an embarrassed and frustrated sound. As I watch Nara work her slowly, I have an idea. I slide down and lean over her body. Her eyes are scrunched tight as she whines, head tossing back and forth.
I look to Nara for approval of my idea, and he nods.
“Oh, fuck, it’s too big,” she whimpers.
But immediately following, “FUCK!” She gasps as my mouth latches over her clit.
“Yes, that’s it, sweetheart,” Nara purrs, “That external pleasure center is a delight. You just relax and let us work you. Open up.”
I literally hear the toy pop inside her and she screams as I suckle her clit.
Her legs shake and I realize she is finishing.
I work her harder and see Nara quickly feed the rest of the trainer into her stretched bottom hole, the narrower neck settling into place before her cries of pleasure die off.
“Good, wedari, so fucking good for us,” I say as I lick my lips and look up at her.
“Holy hell,” she mutters.
“‘Hell’ does not translate,” Nara says as he lubricates the next trainer, having wiped his hands with a cleansing towel. Our information packet had said cleansing was needed for bottom play with humans. Something about their bottom excretions not being antibacterial. Odd, but not a problem.
I look at her gorgeous, round face. She’s not fully with us, eyes half-lidded.
“Now that wet little cunt,” I purr.
Nara presses the exact replica of our cocks, just smaller, into her cunt smoothly. She sits up, gasping, knees dropping outward.
“Atta girl,” Nara praises. He slides it in and out a few times. Her skin pebbles again and her eyes close.
“She is going to release again,” I say softly.
“No,” Ryson barks, Wells now on his knees, working Ry’s cock with his mouth. “She’s had plenty for right now.
She whines, head turning towards him. As Nara starts to attach the harness, she drowsily murmurs, “I’m not sure I like him.”
Nara chuckles, “Many omegas have a fraught relationship with the ebondenns.” He shrugs, “Depends on whether their species are naturally submissive. Planets without alphas seem to have a harder time with pack expectations.”
He straps her into the harness: black, supple Tuxiel hide that runs up her outer ass cheeks to hook to a waist belt, and down to hook to straps around her tiny, soft thighs. The front we had custom made to widen out to cover her soft, unprotected sex organs.
Elizabeth looks down, shifting her hips. “I just... have to keep these in? And not cum?”
“A human word for releasing,” Nara explains.
“Yes,” Ry, and I say, at the same time.
Nara explains further, “Your holes need to learn to accommodate our cocks. They will, but it takes training.”
She looks unimpressed but nods.
My sweet little omega, settling right into pack life, I think proudly.