Loving Kit (Felines of Furyne Book 1)

by L. M. Brown

  “I know. That’s what worries me.”

  “Why? Because of how Ricky reacted to me and Kit?”

  “Yes. Chances are the others are going to be similarly prejudiced against the two of you. I don’t want them upsetting Kit again.”

  Halor gave him a questioning look.

  “Or you,” Logan quickly added. “But you’re not heavily pregnant and seem to have a better control of your temper than Kit.”

  “Felines can be somewhat temperamental,” Halor agreed. “And while Kit would no doubt blame his female hormones, he is quite sensitive, even when he’s not about to give birth.”

  “I can hear you both,” Kit said.

  Logan hurried to his side. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

  “I was just napping.”

  “You need all the sleep you can get,” Logan said.

  “I’m fine,” Kit insisted. “And I won’t let your people bother me. I’ll just try to stay out of their way.”

  “I don’t want you to have to hide away,” Logan said. “Besides, my people will want to leave on the rescue mission soon. It might be hard to avoid them once we’re underway.”

  While the ships from Earth all had smaller crafts within them, they were all designed for transportation within the atmosphere of a planet. Halor was therefore going to fly the team to the Pleasure Station on the Bastet.

  “The team is ready to depart,” Halor said. “That’s what I was just coming to tell you both.”

  Logan nodded. “What do you want to do, Kit? Stay on the Jupiter while Halor is away or go with him?”

  “What about you?” Kit asked.

  “I’ll stay with you, whichever way you decide.”

  Kit pouted. “Why don’t you decide?”

  Logan chucked him under the chin. “You’re the pregnant one. It’s only a short trip, but it’s going to be crowded on the way and even more so on the way back. If you’d rather stay on the Jupiter, then you should feed from Halor now, before he leaves. That way you won’t have to take as much from me while he’s away.”

  “We should stay together,” Kit said. “I’ll just hide out in here as much as I can.”

  Logan gave him a quick kiss. “Then it’s decided.”

  Halor left them together and returned to the flight deck, where he would be teaching the rescue team how to fly the ship on the way to the Pleasure Station. Everyone had decided that the more people who knew how to fly avian crafts, the better. At the moment they only had the Bastet to get anyone from the Jupiter to the space station or any spaceport. Halor had offered to purchase additional crafts for the use of the humans. All they needed were people to fly them from the sales depot. He had been teaching several people from the Jupiter and Neptune the finer points of flying and there were at least two who were faster studies than Logan and close to being ready to fly on their own. In Logan’s defence, he’d had to divide his time between lessons and caring for Kit.

  From Logan’s point of view, this was great. The sooner his people no longer had to rely on Halor’s ship, the better. He didn’t want his children to grow up on a spaceship, no matter how luxurious it was. While they were babies, it wouldn’t be a problem, but once they were older, he would prefer them to live on a planet. He didn’t know which one, but surely there was one out there that would welcome their unusual family?

  Logan closed the door behind Halor and climbed into bed beside Kit. There would be plenty of time later to decide where they would live. In the meantime, they had a rescue team to transport to the Pleasure Station and people from his own ship to bring back to the Jupiter.

  * * * *

  The team departed on their mission, with Halor operating the station’s security system remotely, ensuring cameras were switched off when they needed to be and doors were unlocked when required.

  Logan hovered behind him until Halor pointed out he was being a distraction and told him to sit down.

  Kit joined them and approached Halor, licking his lips.

  “Logan, would you mind?” Halor said. “I need to concentrate, and while I can fly the ship while he feeds, monitoring all the security is rather more complicated.”

  “Mind?” Logan laughed and spread his legs for Kit to kneel between them. The larger Kit had become, the more awkward this position had got, but he managed. “Come on, Kit. Drink up.”

  Logan tried to concentrate on the mission as Kit sucked him, but within a minute, he was struggling and had to give up.

  “Oh, Kit, that’s right.”

  Kit licked at him and sucked the head of his cock. Logan moaned and ran his fingers through Kit’s fur, holding him in place as he gently thrust into Kit’s mouth. No one had ever aroused him with a blow job as much as Kit did.

  “Don’t drink too much,” Logan reminded him.

  Kit nodded as he continued to pleasure him. It had been a week since Kit had last fed from him. They were still erring on the side of caution, with Kit often bringing him to climax but not swallowing his cream. Right now, though, Kit was hungry, and with Halor busy at the controls, Logan was the only one available who had what he craved.

  Logan closed his eyes and let Kit take what he needed from him.

  When the warm mouth disappeared from his cock before he had come, Logan opened his eyes and looked down at where Kit was swearing under his breath.

  “What’s the matter?”

  Kit sighed and lowered the top of his toga. “I’m leaking again.”

  “Ah.” Logan chuckled at Kit’s affronted expression.

  “It’s messy and a nuisance when the babes aren’t here yet,” Kit continued as he glared at his chest.

  Logan beckoned him with a crook of his finger. “Come on…up here.”

  Kit frowned. “What for? I haven’t finished feeding yet?”

  Logan patted his lap and Kit clambered up to straddle him. Again his pregnancy made the position a little more difficult than usual.

  “Now what?” Kit asked.

  “Now this,” Logan replied. He used one hand to cup Kit’s bottom and hold him steady. With the other he stroked the soft flesh of Kit’s breast as he guided it to his mouth.

  “Oh,” Kit moaned as Logan began to suck.

  Within a moment, Kit’s milk flowed into Logan’s mouth and he drank it down. His cock ached as Kit’s erection rubbed against him, but he hadn’t a hand free to deal with either of them. Kit purred in contentment as Logan did the only thing he could think of to ease the pressure of the build-up of milk that wasn’t yet needed.

  When the flow of the milk stopped, Logan pulled away and licked his lips before swapping hands and moving straight onto the other one.

  Kit moaned repeatedly. He held onto the back of Logan’s head, keeping him in place.

  Logan groaned as he drank down Kit’s milk, the unusual flavour not entirely unpleasant on his tongue. He silently cursed that Halor was otherwise engaged and couldn’t give them a helping hand.

  Kit continued to rub against him, crying out softly as he spilled over Logan’s thigh. “Oh Logan… I never…thought… Ah…”

  Logan kept his mouth clamped over Kit’s breast as his lover climaxed, only pulling away when Kit’s milk finally stopped flowing, releasing the breast with one final lick of the nipple, catching the last leaking drop.

  “Is that better?” Logan asked.

  Kit nodded and gave a whine of pleasure. “I never thought of you or Halor doing that. You don’t drink milk or cream for your dietary requirements.”

  “No, we don’t,” Logan agreed. “But I like some cream as much as the next gay man, and apparently I’m quite happy with some milk, as well. Now, there’s some cream down here with your name on it.”

  Kit grinned as he slid off Logan’s lap and went back to his previous task. Logan smiled down at the top of Kit’s head and stroked his fur. Kit purred in response and the sound sent vibrations straight to Logan’s cock. Even though he had been dangerously close to coming while he’d been sucking on Kit�
��s breasts, his orgasm still took him by surprise and he screamed out his pleasure.

  “Guys, I can’t hear the team,” Halor complained, “but they can hear you.”

  “Sorry,” Logan choked out as Kit continued to gulp down his cream. Caution had been well and truly thrown to the wind.

  Halor rolled his eyes and gave them a fond smile. “Go take him to bed.”

  Logan eased Kit off his cock and staggered to his feet. “Come on. We’re distracting Halor and I definitely don’t want to be the one responsible for the rescue mission going to hell.”

  Kit was a little shaky, as well, but they managed to make it to the bedchamber without incident.

  Logan guided Kit onto the bed and joined him there. “Are you still hungry?”

  Kit shook his head. “I probably shouldn’t take any more from you or it’ll make me silly.”

  “That wasn’t what I asked. Are you hungry?”

  “I’m always hungry.”

  “Then take a little more from me,” Logan said. “You aren’t slurring yet, so you should be safe with a bit more.”

  Kit nodded and Logan climbed up the bed to feed him his cock. Privately, Logan doubted he had much cum left for Kit to take, but the feline seemed to be an expert at draining every last drop of cream from him.

  He stroked Kit’s hollowed-out cheek with a light touch and watched the almost hypnotic motion of Kit gently sucking him dry.

  Finally, Kit was done and Logan, shaking with desire once more, pulled Kit into his arms and kissed him soundly. He could taste his own cum in Kit’s mouth, and he wondered if Kit could taste the remnants of the milk Logan had drunk, as well.

  Kit’s cock, hard again, pressed against Logan’s thigh and he reached down between them to take him in hand. With gentle strokes and deft fingers, he teased Kit mercilessly.

  His lover whimpered as Logan played with him, touching all Kit’s favourite places that Logan had discovered in their time together.

  “Please,” Kit begged. “Logan, please.”

  Logan couldn’t ignore his pleas for long and he scooted down the bed. He took Kit into his mouth and sucked hard, his action causing Kit to buck his hips almost violently as he climaxed, his cum filling Logan’s mouth and hitting the back of his throat. Logan swallowed quickly and cleanly, enjoying the taste of Kit almost as much as Kit relished him. Having already come a short while ago, Kit didn’t have much to give him, but Logan didn’t mind, taking everything Kit offered and savouring every drop.

  He released Kit’s cock with a few final licks to clean him and laid his head down next to Kit’s bump. He felt quite content for the first time in days.

  “Did it work?” Kit asked, surprising Logan, who had assumed he had gone to sleep.

  “Did what work?” Logan asked without lifting his head.

  “Did I manage to take your mind off the rescue mission?” Kit clarified. “I know you wanted to go with the team and that it’s hard for you to just stay here and wait for them to return.”

  “I’m not trained for such missions,” Logan reminded him.

  “I know, but I’m sure it’s still hard for you to be excluded.”

  “Yes, it is,” Logan admitted quietly. “And yes, you are a very effective distraction. Are you saying you weren’t hungry?”

  Kit chuckled. “Of course not. Haven’t you figured out by now that I’m always hungry? Even more so as the birth draws near. But I could have waited a little longer, if I hadn’t thought you needed to be distracted.”

  Logan took hold of Kit’s hand and kissed the knuckles. “You are good to me.”

  Kit brushed off his words. “As are you. Now, why don’t you go re-join Halor? I suspect your people might be back soon. I’m going to get some sleep.”

  Logan kissed Kit again, a brief touch of their lips and, after a short visit to the shower chamber, he took Kit’s advice and returned to the flight deck.

  “Kit sleeping?” Halor asked.

  “Yes. How’s the mission going?”

  “Good. Two of your people are on their way through the docking station with one of the team. There are four more in the process of being extracted by another two people from the Jupiter. The last three are all with customers right now. The final member of the rescue team is hiding in the facility ready to get them out once they’re no longer being watched.”

  “Has there been any trouble?”

  “No.” Halor smirked at him.

  “What?” Logan frowned at his expression.

  “Your captain is one of the rescued,” Halor explained.

  “Captain Trent?”

  “I believe that was the name she gave, though she said to call her Beth.”

  Logan grinned. “I’m so glad we’ve found her. Is she all right?”

  “As far as I could tell. She was one of the people who heard you and Kit before.”

  “Damn.”

  “She asked what was going on here and whether we were in trouble.”

  “What did you tell her?”

  “The truth.”

  “What truth?” asked Logan, a sinking feeling in his stomach. “You didn’t tell her I was getting a blow job, did you?”

  “I didn’t use those words exactly,” Halor confirmed. “I merely said that you were unfortunately rather vocal because your cock was being sucked.”

  “Oh, shit!” Logan buried his face in his hands. “What on Earth did she say to that?”

  “I said that some people never change,” Captain Bethany Trent announced as she entered the room. She swept her knowing gaze over his body. “Normally, I would add that you never could keep it in your pants, but it seems you no longer wear those garments at all.”

  Logan wanted to sink through the floor. Then he remembered he was in the presence of a superior officer, and while he might have resigned his commission, Captain Trent didn’t know that. He jumped up and gave her a salute.

  “At ease, McRae,” Trent said. “I spoke with Lieutenant Sandford following your visit to the Pleasure Station.”

  Logan detected a distinct sneer at the referral to the Pleasure Station. “We told Ricky—that is Lieutenant Sandford—we’d be organising a rescue mission.”

  “So he said. He also seemed to think that you’d been brainwashed by your alien captors.”

  Logan snorted. “I’m not brainwashed.”

  “No, I don’t imagine you are,” Trent replied. “Just thinking with the wrong head, as usual.”

  Logan flushed as Captain Trent stared about the flight deck. The second human was a woman Logan didn’t recognise.

  “Jade Lyons, Medic,” Jade said as she held out her hand. “I wasn’t assigned to the flight crew, so I don’t think we’ve met.”

  “Logan McRae, Pilot,” Logan replied as he shook her hand. “And this is Halor. We’d better not disturb him, though. He’s still guiding the rest of the team and monitoring the security system on the station.”

  “I’ll be sure to thank him later,” Jade said. “Are we the first to get rescued?”

  “Yes. Hopefully everyone will be with us soon and we can get out of here.”

  “I can’t wait,” Jade said. “It’s been a total nightmare ever since I came out of cryo. Are you sure the owners at the brothel won’t come and search the ships for us?”

  Logan grinned. “They might like to, but this ship is one of the royal fleet and upsetting their avian neighbours could start a war. It’s easier to cut their losses and let you go than risk a diplomatic incident.”

  “What’s to stop them from buying more humans?” Trent asked. “There were only nine of us there.”

  “Nothing, unfortunately,” Logan said. “But Halor’s family is very well connected and he’s keeping watch for any news about humans in the area. If there are any more auctions, he’s going to do what he can to outbid everyone else and get all our people back.”

  “And those that are already being held by new owners?”

  “We’ve got some leads to follow up. This is
just the first of those. Captain Farraday has no intention of leaving anyone behind in this system.”

  “I’m glad to hear it,” Trent said. “We’ve been through hell these last months and the thought of the rest of our people still out there, being treated like we have or worse, makes my blood boil.”

  Logan broke with protocol and placed a hand on her arm. “We’ll get them back. I promise.”

  Captain Trent gathered herself together and gave a firm nod. “Thank you. Now, I see one of your alien companions is here, but I don’t see the other.”

  “Kit’s asleep at the moment,” Logan explained. “He might want to meet you later.”

  “Might?” Jade asked with obvious disappointment.

  Logan sighed. “He’s a feline, and his meeting with Ricky didn’t go very well. He might wish to stay out of the way in our room until he’s sure of his reception.”

  “Oh. Well, I hope he changes his mind and does want to meet us. Ricky said he was pregnant?”

  “That’s right. It’s one of the reasons he’s sleeping. Felines, as you may know since you’ve spent time with them, do a lot of sleeping. Apparently, when they’re pregnant, that increases even more.”

  Jade sat on one of the passenger seats and Logan took the one beside her. All they could do was wait for the rest of the teams to return.

  The second team returned with Claude, one of the medics Logan had expected to see when he came out of cryo, and Francine, the communications officer.

  By the time the third team arrived, the flight deck was becoming crowded. Logan used that excuse to slip away to Kit, even as he ignored Ricky’s glare at him and Halor, despite the fact he had just been rescued with their help.

  As he slipped into the bedchamber, he breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door behind him.

  Kit, fast asleep and snoring loudly, had curled up in the very middle of the bed, his arms once again wrapped protectively around his belly.

  Logan was reluctant to disturb him, so he sat on the couch instead, content to watch over his lover while they waited for the final member of the team to return, hopefully with the last three humans who had been acquired by the Pleasure Station.