Page 76 of I'm Not Your Pet

I cleared my throat, ducked my head, and sighed.

“Off you go,” Mala shooed me, knowing I wouldn’t leave without a kick to the ass. “We can handle the huu-man for a few hours.”

I nodded again, stalling for a moment. “You have my?—”

“We have access to your credits, your number, and your blessing.” Mala laughed at me, shaking his head. “Go be our captain, Captain.”

I rolled my eyes, but grinned back at him.

Ushuu gave me a hug of his own, squeezing me tight on my way out the door, before I headed down the hallway toward the helm. I’d need to gather a few things prior to entering the city and starting the first meeting of the day. I liked giving the crew a pep talk before we disembarked. Their smiling faces and enthusiasm motivated me to do better every time we made this trip.

So close to home, they were in high spirits. Far higher spirits than they had been when we’d left Osheania all those months ago.

I double-tasked, composing a pep talk in my head, while half my thoughts were full of a certain tiny someone—who was about to go out on his very first shopping trip without me.

Rather than stress about that, I recalled the rather lovely morning Huu-goh and I had shared.

After we’d stirred in bed, he’d yawned, wide and sleepy, his pearly teeth flashing. He’d smiled when he caught sight of me already watching him, and my hearts had rioted. Because he was insatiable, Huu-goh had tried to sneak his hands inside my sleep pants—and I’d let him.

I’d let him coax and lick and toy with my cocks.

This form of pleasure was foreign to me.

All pleasure was.

But this especially.

But unlike penetrative sex—which was commonly spoken about—I had never evenheardrumors of a Sahrk attemptting toswallowsomeone else’s cock.

Such an action would be far too dangerous when you factored in our teeth. To my never-ending embarrassment, Mala often joked that was the reason we’d all been born with such long, dexterous tongues.

Huu-goh did not have the same issue. While his flat teeth were useless when it came to fibrous plants, they were excellent for cock sucking. Even on the rare occasion they grazed my lengths, all it did was make me shudder.

And Huu-goh had made it clear that he preferred to spend a portion of every day with his mouth between my legs.

The entire time Huu-goh had swallowed me that morning he had emittedsweetnoises. All “hmms” and “nnnnghs.” Pretty humming that made my skin buzz. His throat vibrated around me like he truly enjoyed my flavor. Deeper and deeper he went, rubbing his tongue inside my suckers till they clutched back. Toying with each dick one by one, eager to be stuffed full of me.

He could barely get half of my cocks inside his mouth, but I did not mind. His obvious inexperience lit me up from the inside out because it meant he had waited, just like I had. We were each other's firsts, and while I would’ve loved him regardless, it still felt clandestine.

Like he’d known somehow, a galaxy away, that I was waiting for him.

Only him.

I just hadn’t known it yet.

I enjoyed the sounds Huu-goh made more than I should. It wasthat, paired with the tightness of his throat that finally did me in.

As I lay on my back, half-asleep and trembling with pleasure, I was once again delighted by how utterlybrilliantmy little love was. He sucked my other cock with as much enthusiasm as the first—until the stimulation grew too strong—and I burst on his tongue for a second time.

I expected to see his flushed, embarrassed expression looking up at me when I glanced down. Instead, Huu-goh caught me by surprise. Though pink-cheeked, just as I predicted, there was no shyness on my tiny troublemaker’s face. His smirk was positivelywickedas he licked his lips and met my gaze through the gap in my thighs.

Immediately, both of my dicks bumped at his lips like they wanted a second go. He chuckled and pressed a parting kiss on their tips in farewell, even though he was shaky with need of his own.

I’d returned the favor, no longer surprised by my own enthusiasm. In the past, I masturbated because my cocks would not go down, not because I necessarily wanted to. For so long I had dreaded sex. I had thought it would be a chore, something to get through before I could attend to my real duties.

I had never been more wrong in all my life.

Sex was fun, when it was with the right person. It made you learn things about yourself you never would’ve known. And when there was trust between you, there was nothing better.

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