I place my other hand on top of her ass, pressing her body downward, encouraging her to chase the release despite her spasming bottom. I hold the trainer just inside her hole, just past the ring, and wait.
“Lux!” she whimpers, “I can’t!”
“Yes, you can, my gorgeous omega,” I purr loudly. I rotate the toy, trying to get her muscles to accept the large intrusion.
“Cum now, little one. My wedari, doing so well to take such a big cock in her ass,” I purr.
Quite suddenly, Tavi’s noises drop off again.Oh, hmm, does she like naughty talk? Or does she like some of her control removed?I like both options, I decide.
“Cum like the needy, wet little omega that you are, sweet girl. Cum while I train your ass, like it or not.”
Sure enough, she explodes, hips thrusting down against the bench frantically as she silently releases.
“That’s it. So good. Good omega,” I rumble.
And when her little body relaxes in that perfect moment after orgasm, I swiftly insert the rest of the trainer. It’s shaped like a Celnoe cock, just smaller, but that still means a swelling at the base, like a knot. It’s well-lubricated and I’m fast, so it opens her body before she has time to truly register.
“Oh!” she cries out, but at that point, her stretched little hole is slowly contracting around the neck of the trainer, which is the same width as the main section.
“So fucking good for me, wedari,” I praise, pushing her hips down against the pad. “Keep grinding, omega, it’ll help.”
Unfortunately for her, I am indeed a strict ebondenn. I do not intend to let her release again just yet.
But I don’t intend to let her know that until she’s right on the edge.
I CARRY TAVI DOWN THEstairs, as she whimpers in need. Both Ati and Ziam jump to their feet, instincts kicking in about our needy little omega.
“She needs to wait for a release,” I tell them firmly as I settle her on the deep couch. I pull a blanket over her nude, lax body as her eyes open.
I smile down at her and give her a quick kiss on the forehead. Ziam approaches with the obis ‘wine’ as the other human omegas call it. Ati has piled several books and a pair of translator glasses next to her.
She wiggles, trying to get comfortable, then happily picks up the glasses. She leans into Ati’s body as he sits next to her and kisses his cheek.
Purrs erupt from us, and she giggles.
“Wine, snackies, books, fireplace, rain and a view of a river. Oh, and more orgasms later.” She pins me with a look. “What more could an omega ask for?”
We all grin like fools as she settles the translator glasses on her nose and looks over the books.
Chapter Nineteen
Ziam
We’re all snuggled on the couch, well into our wine and dinner, when Atiox’s handheld pings. He sighs and digs it out.
Instead of tapping out a quick reply, he stands, carefully tucking the blankets around Octavia. She peers at him through the thick-framed glasses, silent.
He crosses to the far wall and opens the built-in cabinet with the information processing system. As he sits, powering up the large screen, Tavi straightens, peering to watch him intently. Eventually, she goes back to her book, but only for a moment. I set down my handheld, where I had been reading a human cookbook that I had had the Office of Integration get for me. Spaghetti seems totally doable if I substitute plump rock fern fruit for tomatoes and make the pasta from tristl.
Octavia stands, and the blanket falls off her as she grabs for it. She gazes at it for a moment, glances around, and decides to do without it. I bite my lip in an attempt to be silent and not purr for my emboldened little omega.
She crosses to Ati and I note the blue base of the trainer peeking out from between her cheeks. I look to Lux and see her silently fixated on our Octavia as well.
She stands next to Ati and his hand reaches out, cautiously wrapping around her waist.
In response, she settles upon his knee.
Lux and I exchange happy glances.
