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backs of his as the cat moved into position. The cat growled, the husky sound accompanied by the slick slide of his fat cock along Shane’s crack. Electrifying arousal bolted through Shane. As scared as he was, he nevertheless spread his legs as much as the pants banding his thighs allowed and tipped his ass up.
    The furry cockhead, oily with fluids the cats produced when their bodies primed to mate, kissed Shane’s hole. Shane opened his fists, and he splayed his fingers in mute terror. He relaxed his taut muscles. He didn’t want to hurt more than he had to.
    He keened as the first thrust breached his ass. He stiffened at the pain of his ring stretching. Only a stingy portion of the cat’s rigid length stabbed into his body. Chest heaving, a broken moan falling from his lips, Shane reminded himself that the cat’s dick wasn’t built all that much different from a human cock. He could take it and had practiced with dildos and plugs at the screening center to ensure that would be so—the ones shaped to reflect human anatomy to start, and later toys that mirrored the cats’ dicks. They were basically the same length and girth. That the cat’s cock also included a ridge of tiny backward-pointing spines circling the head to lock partners in place during sex wouldn’t hurt him as long as he didn’t try to break free. Most of the Hunt’s rejected competitors agreed the extra stimulation the spines provided was amazing, not painful.
    If Shane didn’t fight the coupling.
    Grunting, he took more of the cat’s dick inside him, senses zinging at the scrape of those ridges along the walls of his ass when the cat withdrew before pumping into him again. Thoughts already whirling, he whined into the leaves pressing to his cheek as the cat fucked into him, and then cried out in sharp agony as he reflexively flinched at the burning discomfort. Deep within him, those spines raked his insides, punishing his defiance with excruciating efficiency.
    The cat rumbled a soothing purr and blanketed Shane with his body, free hand moving from Shane’s back to his hip. The claws sinking into his flesh stung, but that hurt comforted Shane. If the cat forced him to be still, Shane wouldn’t inflict extra misery on himself. Even with that wide cock opening his ass, Shane finally managed to relax. He let the cat in because if nothing else, he trusted the cat to make him take it.
    He wouldn’t be allowed to injure himself again.
    Groaning, he shook at the tickle of the cat’s fur against his ass cheeks, and with a yelp he took the last of the cat’s cock into his hole. Body acutely sensitive and energized with adrenaline, he bore down, muscles clenching around the alien dick fully seated in his ass. The cat’s chest, warm and fuzzy, vibrated approval and wordless praises against Shane’s naked back. A rough, raspy tongue licked his earlobe.
    Shane shivered.
    The cat chuffed, hot breath fanning Shane’s neck as he eased his oily dick from Shane’s hole. Shane couldn’t contain his breathless moan as those spines massaged his insides, electric jolts of pleasure exploding deep within him as the tip of the cat’s dick dragged over his prostate. Overstimulated, he twitched, but the cat’s grip held him still.
    Holy shit, that was fantastic.
    He cried out when the cat pressed back in and rubbed deliciously over Shane’s gland again. Even if Shane wanted to fight, he couldn’t. Lust swamped him, pulling him under. No wonder defeated competitors returned to the Hunt despite the dangers. The scent of the cat taunted him. The rocking glide in and out of his ass enthralled him, and the stroke of the spines wreathing the cat’s dick maddened him. Nothing could ever best this helpless, abandoned pleasure. Nothing.
    Paying no heed to Shane’s mindless moans, the cat fucked him. Shane’s dick stabbed from his groin untouched yet hard as flint and leaking precum. Dazed, Shane struggled against the restraining grasp on his wrists. He had to