She met him.Growl for growl.Roar for roar.And he loved it.
He didn’t hold back.She didn’t want him to.If anything, she wanted everything he had to give and he was more than willing to give it all to her.Hell, he wanted to.His beast too.
He ground his cock against her, loving how her juices coated his fly.The abrasive fabric of his jeans against her softness had her rumbling against his mouth, and the sound shot through him with the power of a sledgehammer to the back of the head.
He delved between them, managed to unfasten his zip without hurting himself, and then pressed his dick to her gate.
The minute he was inside her, all hell broke loose.
Her nails turned into claws, and as his eyes widened in surprise at the half-shift, his Lion roared in wonder at the bite of pain.
He fucked into her.Hard.And her throat was bared for the tiniest of seconds as she absorbed the thick thrust of him into her core.
He took advantage, settling his teeth against her throat, and pulling at the tender flesh with his incisors.
He held her in place, pinned her to the wall as he fucked her as man and beast claimed her as they’d claimed no other.
He knew, later, he’d hate himself for being so rough with her.But at that moment, it was exactly what she needed.
Exactly what she demanded from him, and he knew that if he didn’t give it to her, she’d never let him leave this room.
Until he fulfilled all her desires, he was literally a captive here.
Talk about the best prison sentence ever.
He grunted at the thought, but it swiftly disappeared as she clenched down around his cock.He howled, the sound more canine than feline, but the tightness of her cunt around his had him shooting his load.
She purred, and the sudden appearance of the Panther had him jolting in place.
But the purrs rocked through them both, seeming to sink into his bones, making her cunt muscles vibrate around him.
He growled as his cock hardened again.And again.Three times.Four, he fucked her.
They fucked until he was coated in sweat, until cum leaked from her pussy, until he could feel their mingled juices slipping down their legs.It was gross and it was glorious.
Beautiful and ugly at the same time.
Only on that fourth time, when he poured his seed into her, did his climax trigger her own.And as her pussy clutched at him again, this time, his cock didn’t harden.He wasn’t sure if that was because she wasn’t purring this time, or if he had no more to give, but either way, his knees gave out.
They dropped to the ground and he absorbed the shock of their weight with a grunt.His knees ached, but hell, everything in his body did.
They were both coated in sweat, their lips and throats were dripping with blood and he knew his back would be too.
The brutality of their sex should have loaded him with guilt, but it didn’t.
It felt right.
God help him.
He’d never fucked a Lioness.Had always avoided them lest they think they could wend their way into his good favor.
People were always looking for an in with their leaders, and he never gave them the opportunity.He knew Trip and Marc didn’t ascribe to the same belief, but that was their prerogative.
For himself, he only fucked human females.
Until now.And now he had, there was no going back.
She moaned atop him, and the sound was so human, he actually felt relief.
