She turned her head and watched them mating while moving her hips with her temporary lover.
 
 “Make my pet come so hard she can’t stand.”
 
 With pleasure.
 
 Levee snuggled against my back. “Bark for your master, pup. I wish to hear my mod work.”
 
 “Arf! Arf!” She panted and lifted her head up. “Awhooo!”
 
 “Watch how he fucks his pet.” He cooed in my ear. “Our pet is taking to life well.”
 
 “Her mouth was exquisite.”
 
 Levee massaged my shoulders. “Oh, I do love when Lluvaran’s get frisky.”
 
 “As do I.”
 
 We glanced around and then the scene unfolding in our carriage became the sole focus. The Lluvaran reached out and attached a tentacle to the pups’ teats, pulling at them.
 
 “Arf!” She wiggled and pushed back, meeting her Keronian master. He bellowed as his body trembled.
 
 That’s all I needed. My free hand fisted my cock, and I stroked it hard, bellowing to my lovers. I felt the mating ridges rise, and excitement filled me. In my species, these appeared when you’ve met one who was fertile.
 
 I wanted to keep watching, but my eyes rolled back in my head as I covered the Lluvaran with my seed.
 
 Yips and barks intermixed with our pets’ moans, and her body went rigid before she fell to the floor in spasms.
 
 Cum sprayed out, coating everything in reach, and soon we were a pile of spent lovers who needed water and food.