Satisfaction part13
sliding him in as if she was putting a sword into its sheath. She curled
around him as if he were a teddy bear and shook violently, biting at his neck
hard enough to hurt.
Gren started to panic, trying to push away from her, but she held him like
a little girl with a rag doll. He struggled more wildly, striking his arms
against her shoulders, and she started to purr, writhing against him. Finally,
he just hung on, letting her take him through until they climaxed together. He
managed to extract himself from her, but was too weak to do more than sit up by
the pillow.
After a moment, the tigress rolled over and looked up at him. Her eyes
shone with a light that made Gren’s blood run cold. “You can’t,” he said,
almost choking on the words, “do… that.” He slid his legs onto the floor and
stood up, wobbling precariously, and tried to catch his breath.
“I’m disappointed in you,” Sheila said mockingly. “I hope you’re not
thinking of leaving. I’m not satisfied yet.”
…End of the part13. To be continued..