Rescued: A Catgirl Harem Adventure (I Rescued A Catgirl Book 1)

by Jack Truxton

  Nyala smiled softly at that, casting a sidelong glance at the snoozing Annie still curled up in a ball on the carpet. “You don’t need to apologize to me about that. I understand entirely.” She stood up straight, folding her arms under her breasts. “As our nurse is incapacitated at the moment, I must therefore do my duty as a Wonder Kat and suggest you get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow, after all.”

  Pushing myself up out of the chair, I was amazed at how much looser I felt and just how tired I was. Nyala’s magic fingers had done just the trick. “Right, our first blow for the revolution. We can’t let this slip through our fingers.” Turning toward the bedroom door, I cast a backward glance at Annie. “Let me get Annie and—”

  “Oh, Jake,” Nyala purred, walking alongside me, a hand on my shoulder, “your rest is the most important thing right now. I will take care of getting Annie to bed before I finish off the necessary paperwork for the day.” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes as she winked at me. “Leave that all to me.”

  Arching an eyebrow, I considered pressing her about that wink, but I decided against it, smiling and nodding at her. “Okay, Nyala.” As the door to the bedroom slid open, I turned towards Nyala as I backstepped into the room. “Just promise me that when you come to bed, make sure to wake me up.” I grinned. “You are going to be sleeping with us tonight, aren’t you?”

  Nyala didn’t just match my grin, she beat it Cheshire cat style, her eyes dancing as she pulled away a step. “Oh, yes, that’s for certain, Jake. Remember, we Wonder Kats are trained and programmed not just to fulfill desires, but to study our Masters, anticipate those desires and expand on them.” She put her right index finger over my lips. “And that means I will most certainly do as you request.”

  Kissing her finger before pulling it gently away from my face, I replied, “Good, I’ll see you then. I’m looking forward to it.”

  With all that tension gone, fatigue was taking over rapidly. I stifled another yawn as I turned toward the circular bed, that and the leopard print comforter some of the few things left that Annie hadn’t found a way to strip out of the room.

  She winked at me as she closed the room. “Good, Jake, I am as well. Rest well, and I’ll be there before you know it.”

  20

  I may have thought it was impossible to fall asleep, but my newly enhanced body had reached its limit. Sheer exhaustion made me close my eyes before I even got under the leopard print covers. Well, that might have just been my innate sense of taste keeping me from being trapped in their tackiness. Who’s to say?

  At least I had the presence of mind to strip to my boxers before I drifted off, and it wasn’t until I heard the distinct sound of Nyala clearing her throat that I started to actually stir, my eyes blinking open as she gently called my name from somewhere above me.

  “Jake,” she cooed, “it’s time for your surprise.”

  “Surprise?” I grunted as I tilted my head up. “What … surprise …?”

  As I opened my eyes, I found the bedroom’s smart lighting had been set to give the place a soft, twilight radiance that provided just enough light for my enhanced eyes to make out the two divine presences that hovered on either side of me. As my mind pulled itself to consciousness, I blinked slowly, still in that strange state between waking and asleep, wondering if what I saw, the absolute heavenly perfection, was truly real, or just my wild imaginings.

  To my right was Nyala and to my left was Annie, both standing straight and proud, ears alert and tails quivering with anticipation. And what they were wearing, well, that was just the start of this dream made flesh.

  Both gorgeous women were nearly naked, Annie’s alabaster skin practically glowing while Nyala’s bronzed flesh seemed to shine. What little the Kats wore could only be described as satin ribbons. Nyala was wrapped in shining white, brilliant in contrast to her tanned skin, the ribbon making one loop around her pert breasts and tied into a bow with a vertical ribbon through her legs like a thong. Meanwhile, Annie’s scarlet ribbons struggled to contain her sizable assets, the bow holding it all together looking ready to slip free with the barest tug.

  Nyala had procured a pair of glasses and perched them on the tip of her nose, only compounding the whole sexy secretary aura she put off, while Annie had a pink nurse’s hat perched jauntily on her head.

  “If this is a dream, I never want to wake up,” I whispered as I pushed up on my elbows and gazed at the two of them.

  Annie’s blue eyes sparkled as she took a step around the curve of the bed. “Oh, Jake, it’s not a dream, but it is your desire,” she said, a purr rolling through every word, her fingers trailing along the covers.

  “Indeed, it is,” Nyala purred, sliding up onto the bed, sitting on her knees right next to my hips. As Annie kept approaching, Nyala laid a hand on my inner thigh, her fingers trailing like fire up my skin toward my boxers. “That’s what we do, Jake. We fulfill the desires of those we love, whatever they may be, and you want us both.” As her skilled fingers found their way through to little Jake, who was definitely awake and ready for action, she winked at me, freshly mascaraed lashes fluttering. “I told you it’d be like Christmas, didn’t I? And you have the best presents.”

  “And even better, we want you, Jake,” Annie added, sitting on the bed by my chest, putting a hand on my chest as I tried to sit up. “Oh, silly, you don’t need to sit up. We’re here to take care of you, your every need and desire.” She leaned forward, the creamy expanse of her breasts bulging around the ribbon, the trailing ends of the bow dangling down within easy reach of my hands … or my teeth. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you’ll have an easy time opening your presents.”

  “Well, what kind of guy would I be if I refused that generous offer?” I said with a smile, twisting my head up to snatch one end of Annie’s bow with my teeth. As I yanked back down, Nyala’s hot fingers trailed up the side of my dick, stroking the shaft with a practiced technique that made me gasp in delight.

  But gasp or not, I damn sure didn’t let that ribbon out of my mouth. Whoever had wrapped them up like this knew what they were doing, as it only took one good tug to untie the bow, the entire network of crisscrossing ribbon fluttering open. Annie’s perfect breasts were let loose as was every last inch of her hourglass body, much to my delight.

  And compounding that delight was Nyala’s diligent work below the belt. With a deft hook of her free thumb, she pulled my boxers loose, bending low over my erection to give a long lick up it, running her tongue over her fangs before taking all of me into her mouth with one swift swallow. Her tail lashed from side to side as her tongue and mouth worked their magic, her small fangs trailing just enough along my dick to push my ecstasy that much higher.

  But Annie, well, she wasn’t just standing by to give me a show. As I let out a moan of passion, she fell atop my chest, pressing her rock-hard nipples into my chest as she kissed me, tongue twisting into my mouth as she ran her hands through my hair.

  As much as they had said that they wanted to take care of me, I wasn’t the sort of jerk who didn’t ensure that his women weren’t satisfied as well. Kissing Annie back with passion, I reached up through her hair, finding that special spot I had found during our first night of lovemaking, right behind her left ear. Scratching that spot to work her up, my other hand ran down her form, lovingly caressing her breasts before slipping between her thighs and plunging two fingers into her silky folds, already wet with arousal.

  As I worked Annie towards her peak, her tail curling up between her legs and brushing my arm, Nyala brought me to the brink, showing the skill she had with her mouth well beyond her eloquent words, but she relented right before I orgasmed, her tongue running one last time up my length. “Jake, don’t forget your other present,” she whispered lustily licking her lips as she crawled up along my side opposite Annie.

  “I’d never forget you, Nyala,” I gasped out as I broke off a kiss with Annie. The nurse Kat, shivering with lust, shifted to press up against my le
ft side, my fingers still bringing her to climax. That allowed Nyala to shift up and on to me, one knee on my chest and dangling her own bow just within reach, her tail twitching as her ears stood tall. I didn’t need any prompting at all, running my free hand up the side of her lithe curves to snatch one of the trailing ends, yanking it free with a swift pull.

  Just like with Annie’s ribbons, the white satin slipped free with one go, falling freely from those supple curves and bronzed skin. I let out a gasp of joy as I got to truly appreciate Nyala’s full beauty for the first time. While her breasts were smaller than Annies, they were perfectly formed and just the right size to fill your hand, the dark nipples pert and hard, while her graceful form and fit physique extended down slender hips into those sexy legs that went on for miles.

  Her golden eyes looked down with unabashed love and desire, and there was no need for words, her tail vibrating with her absolute desire for me. I simply curled a finger towards her as Annie, panting and clenching around my fingers, kissed along my shoulder and neck. Nyala smiled and fell upon me, pressing her lips into mine with lusty abandon as she shifted to fully straddle me, my dick sliding right into her, filling her up as if we were made to go together.

  All that cool control Nyala showed in the office was gone, dropped like a bad habit as she met the thrust of my hips with her own, showering kisses down across my face, each one a touch of hot cinnamon as her moans grew with each stroke. And then Annie was there, letting out a long mrowl as she reached her climax and taking advantage of Nyala’s roaming lips to steal a long, fiery kiss of her own from me, a passionate display I matched, my mouth filled with the taste of Mexican chocolate as their two flavors mixed together.

  It was Heaven. No, fuck that. Heaven couldn’t match having these two amazing women doing everything in their power to fulfill my desires. Filled with that surge of love and desire, I kissed Annie even more fiercely as I thrust deeper, harder, Nyala’s fit body matching me push for push, pounding out a rhythm no normal lovers could match, her silky soft tail winding around my leg. Her moans and mrowls filled my ears as her hot breath poured into my ear as she nibbled and kissed at it, the sweet, sharp feel of her fangs an aphrodisiac all its own.

  I wrapped one arm around Nyala and my other, now freed from pleasuring Annie, snaked around the lilac-haired Kat, and as Nyala and I raced towards orgasm, I pulled both women close to me, their tails lashing against me and each other. In the heat and fire of the moment, it was hard to tell anymore where one of us began and the other ended, three hearts pounding as one, lips roaming, fingers roaming, passions burning.

  Finally, after what seemed like an eternity in the light of Paradise, as Annie kissed my cheek and scratched Nyala’s ears, Nyala tensed around me, letting out a gasp of ecstasy as she peaked. But she kept working, her nails running down my back as we brought me over the edge with one final thrust, a moan ripping out of my mouth as I relaxed against the bed, sweating but satisfied in a way I couldn’t even describe.

  If sex with Annie had been the greatest thing ever, then having both Nyala and Annie together had been the kind of sex that would kill a lesser man, struck down by a heart attack of pure passion and ecstasy.

  Annie clung to me, tucked under one arm, as Nyala laid her head on my shoulder as she rolled off of me, pressing her breasts into my side as her fingers stroked up and down my chest. We were all panting, breathless, and for a long moment, silence reigned across the dimly lit room.

  Nyala turned her head to gaze up at me, smiling softly, “So, Jake, did we anticipate and fulfill your desires adequately?”

  “Yeah, Jake,” Annie chimed in, turning her baby blues on me. “When Nyala woke me up with her idea, I thought it would be the best thing ever to do, to show you how much you mean to us.”

  “That, ladies, is an understatement,” I said with a smile. “I’m just glad you let me rest up for this. I’d have hated myself forever if I hadn’t the stamina to go the distance.”

  Nyala pushed up on an elbow, tail starting to swish again as her ears swiveled forward. “Well, maybe …” Her voice was sweet as she walked her fingers up my chest. “Just maybe, you have enough stamina left to give Annie her own ride? I can think of plenty of things to do with you from the neck up while she takes my place for the second course.”

  “Oh, Nyala,” Annie cooed, her tail starting to stiffen and quiver, “you are sooo sweet!” She pressed herself up against me, my arm in her cleavage as she hugged it. “Milk and cream, Jake, I would love that so much.”

  Laughing, I shook my head and gathered my strength. “I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I refused the requests of the two loveliest ladies I’ve ever known.” Before either of them could respond, I wormed my arms around them both and pulled them into me. “I’m at your service.”

  “And we’re at yours, Jake!” they purred in unison, hugging and kissing me and each other for a long moment before we got right back into.

  21

  As it turned out, the two gorgeous gifts I had been given in the bedroom wasn’t all that Nyala had taken care of when I had nodded off. When I woke before the Kats, slipping off the bed to leave them curled up, happily snuggled in the blankets (they were comfortable, no matter how tacky they were), I found a bundle of clothes neatly folded on a shelf of the attached bathroom, a note and my travel bag set atop it. Leaning the note against the bathroom mirror, I read it as I brushed my teeth.

  They say the clothes don’t make the man, but that’s not true at all. No, what I learned in Wonder Klass was that you always have to look the part, and you’re the boss now. This should let you do that. Enjoy! Love, Nyala

  Though I could have argued that certain people didn’t have to wear a thing to look the part, and I’d be right, the clothing she had gotten for me was, well, amazing. It was a double-breasted charcoal silk suit, so perfectly fitted that I wondered if Nyala had somehow gotten a tailor to take my measurements while I slept. A crisp, black button-up shirt, navy best with brass buttons, and a pair of real leather shoes rounded out the outfit.

  And there were a few little wrinkles about the outfit that caught my eye. The suit wasn’t just tailored, it had been specifically put together for an active lifestyle, to say the least. The slacks were gusseted, the jacket’s stitching reinforced to allow for a wide range of movement, and there was a certain weight and strength to the fabric. While I at first thought it was silk, I had a feeling it was something more, maybe reinforced synthetic spider silk.

  The shoes as well were customized. Though they looked like nice dress shoes on the surface, they were soled like running shoes and had a memory gel insole that conformed like a second skin to my feet. I could probably run a marathon in them and feel like I was running on a cloud the whole time.

  When I was clean, fresh, shaved, and dressed up, I looked and felt like a million bucks.

  Slipping back silently into the bedroom, Annie and Nyala were still crashed out. Not a real surprise. While Wonder Kats could go with less sleep than your average person, those base cat genetics demanded plenty of naps when there was time. I watched them for a moment, two curled up balls of beauty, tails wrapped around themselves, before leaving them to get their sleep while they could. We still had a few hours before our mysterious Mr. Johnson would show, after all.

  Romine’s office … my office was mostly as I had left it the afternoon before, someone having done a nice tidy job on things, probably Annie, considering her constant domestic drive. The desk had been cleared off, Nyala’s ever-present tablet and my smartglasses tucked away on wireless chargers, save for a few little things. There was a mug of coffee on a warming plate, still piping hot judging from the steam coming off it, a little bit of ash in the otherwise clean ashtray, and a black origami cat set neatly in the center of the desktop.

  I took a tentative sniff, still getting used to my new sense of smell, and got a good whiff of strong coffee and a faint whiff of catnip and burning paper. While I had some guesses as to where the coffee and the catnip
came from, it didn’t hurt to be paranoid. Arching an eyebrow, I sat down in my chair and slipped on the smartglasses. Like any good piece of networked tech, it had full communication functionality, so I pinged Candy at the front desk.

  “G’morning, boss,” she answered, her lips smacking as she chewed on what I guessed was gum. “What can I do for you?”

  “Good morning, Candy.” I picked up the coffee mug gently and brought it close enough to sniff. Nothing out of the ordinary there, just good, strong coffee. “Are you to thank for this delightfully smelling coffee on my desk?”

  “Sure thing,” she chirped. “When I came to check on ya, I noticed that no one was about and the private room, well, I figured you and the ladies were busy.” Her voice grew a touch concerned. “I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?”

  I almost questioned her worry, but then all I had to think about was how bad her last boss was. With a reassuring tone, I said, “No, not at all. I just wanted to tell you thanks. It’s just what I needed to get in before I get ready for this Mr. Johnson business.”

  I guessed it really was a bit of paranoid after all, perfectly justified considering there really could be people out to get us. This was all innocent enough though. I’d have to ask which of the two Kats did the origami because it was rather cute, and the catnip, well, Nyala certainly seemed to have a liking for it, so a catnip cigarette was as likely as her lollipops.

  Or was it?

  Candy, not privy to my questions, was already responding. “Speaking of that, boss, is there anything special you want us to do other than act natural? We’ve got everybody in today ‘cept for the twins, yanno, in case you need some extra hitters.”

  I sipped the coffee, letting the caffeine get my brain going. “If our friend tries to leave without say so from me, Nyala, or Annie, make sure he sticks around. Otherwise, I think we’ll be playing it by ear.” Putting the mug down, I slid the ashtray close to me. Definitely the remains of a hand-rolled cigarette of some kind, the smell of burnt catnip almost overwhelming at that distance. “Expect Nyala to have a list of some things we’re going to need in the near future for you later. Oh, and one last thing. I know this may sound like an odd question, but does Nyala smoke?”