Lira and Mira waited at the entrance, tails raised high, purring softly.
But before stepping inside, Kai paused for a second and glanced toward the edge of the circle.
Vira stood there.
Motionless.
Teeth clenched.
Pupils dilated.
And between her thighs, a shining thread ran slowly down the inside of her leg.
The communal hut breathed heavy sleep. Low purrs, steady breathing, the occasional drowsy moan when a tail brushed an unfamiliar thigh. The air was thick: marking oil, dried sweat, fresh semen, and the lingering musk of three broken bodies from the center of the village barely an hour earlier. The torches had burned down to weak embers; only long shadows remained and the occasional glint of feline pupils that still hadn't closed.
Kai lay back against a high pile of furs near the far wall, bare-chested, pants loose. He wasn't sleeping. He felt the lingering stares of the pack, the weight of what had just happened. His cock, still half-hard, throbbed beneath the fabric, remembering the three pussies he had filled one after another.
Lira hadn't said a word since then.
She was curled against his right side, head resting on his thigh, blonde tail loosely wrapped around his calf. But her breathing wasn't calm. It was quick. Uneven. Every few seconds her tail twitched, as if holding something back.
Suddenly she moved.
Without warning she rose, crawled over him with feline agility, and straddled his lap. Her knees dug into the furs on either side of his hips. The hot, wet heat of her bare pussy pressed against the fabric covering his erection. She wore nothing underneath; only the thin material of her short tunic, now bunched at her waist.
Kai raised an eyebrow. He said nothing. Just watched her.
Lira leaned in until her lips brushed his ear. Her voice came out in a hoarse, trembling whisper, almost childish.
"Everyone… everyone got something tonight," she murmured, hips shifting just enough for a slow, deliberate grind that instantly soaked the fabric. "Mara moaned your name. Kas screamed. The mottled one… begged you to fill her more." Her tail flicked nervously, slapping against his thigh. "And me, Master? What about me?"
Her pupils were already thin slits, gleaming in the gloom. She bit her lower lip until a tiny bead of red appeared.
Kai lifted his hands slowly. Placed them on her hips, fingers sinking into soft flesh. He didn't stop her. He simply held her.
"Do you feel forgotten, little one?" he asked in a low, rough voice.
Lira nodded quickly, cheeks burning. Her hips sped up the grind, rubbing her swollen clit against the hard bulge. A short moan escaped her throat.
"Yes… Master… they all had your cock inside… they all came screaming… and I…" Her voice dropped even lower, almost a sob. "I only watched. I only smelled. I only felt their scent on you."
Her small hands slid down his chest, nails scratching lightly. They reached the waist of his pants and tugged them down just enough to free his cock. Thick, veined, still glistening from the remnants of the other three. Lira gasped at the sight, as if seeing it for the first time.
She leaned forward and took it in both hands. Began stroking slowly, up and down, thumb brushing the head with every upward pass. Kai growled low. His hands slid up her thighs, spreading them wider until his fingers grazed her soaked lips. He parted them with two fingers. She was dripping. Her swollen clit throbbed visibly.
Lira sped up her strokes. Kai thrust two fingers inside her without warning. Deep. Curved. Hitting that spot that drove her wild. She arched, a muffled moan slipping through clenched teeth.
"Not so loud…" she whispered, glancing around. Some catgirls slept. Others pretended. But several pairs of pupils gleamed in the dark, fixed on them.
Kai didn't stop. He pumped his fingers faster, thumb pressing hard circles on her clit. Lira trembled on top of him, jerking him off desperately, hands slippery with her own juices dripping onto his cock.
"I want… I want to feel you inside…" she begged softly, voice cracking. "Please… Master… just a little…"
Kai shook his head, dark smile curling his lips.
"Not tonight. Tonight you're only going to remember who decides when I fuck you."
He pulled his fingers out abruptly. Brought them to his mouth and licked them slowly, tasting her right in front of her eyes. Lira moaned brokenly, hips bucking into empty air, chasing something that wouldn't come.
Then he grabbed her free hand and guided it back to his cock. Forced her to stroke faster while his fingers returned inside her—three this time—stretching her, fucking her with short, brutal thrusts.
Lira collapsed against his chest, biting his shoulder to muffle her moans. Her hips moved on their own, riding his fingers, while her hands milked him relentlessly.
Kai felt the orgasm rise. He growled against her ear.
"Come with me. Now."
Lira convulsed. Her walls clamped down on his fingers, squirting a hot jet that soaked his hand and the front of his pants. At the same moment he came: thick spurts splashed across her belly, up to her small breasts, dripping down her oiled skin.
Lira trembled on top of him, panting, heart-shaped pupils beating slow. She stayed still, face buried in his neck, purring weak and satisfied.
But before closing her eyes, she lifted her head just enough.
She whispered against his skin, voice barely audible:
"Tomorrow… tomorrow you fuck me, right?"
Kai smiled into the darkness. He stroked her trembling ear.
"If you keep being good… maybe."
Lira purred louder, pressing herself tighter against him.