I caught up quickly, and noted that Eveline's disdainful affect had already begun to fall away. Now, as we walked back to Dani's home, Eveline let out a tired sigh, and reached for my hand. I took it immediately, and pulled her closer to my side.

As there was no-one on the street at this point in the evening, Eveline felt comfortable enough to hug into my side, letting out another sigh as she released my hand and wrapped her arm around my waist. Allowing myself to indulge the moment fully, I kissed the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her golden curls and catching a hint of lilac.

We soon found ourselves at the Reyes-Lavoie house, and Eveline reached into her jacket pocket to pull out a set of keys I didn't even realise she had. She quickly let us in, locking the door behind us before walking to the kitchen and grabbing some crockery.

I was somewhat surprised by this, as she set up two places at the dining table, a slight smile on her face as she did this.

"Ev?" I asked, wondering what was going on.

"Wait here," she told me in a tone that felt like silk to my ears. "I've something for us both." She then stepped out for a moment, rapidly climbing the stairs to the upper floor. For a few moments, I waited and wondered what she was doing, but she rapidly returned, apparently running down the steps three or four at a time, leaping to the front entrance and opening it.

I was surprised to hear a few whispered words, but before I could even consider eavesdropping, the door had closed again, and Eveline returned, joining me in the dining room with a slight flush to her ears.

She had also divested herself of her jacket, and was now just wearing her shirt and cargo shorts, the definition of her arms and legs clear for me to see, but what really caught my attention was what she had in her hands.

A crock pot.

"What is going on here?" I asked, bemused and unable to help the silly grin all over my face. "When did you have time to arrange this?"

Eveline smiled openly, her eyes twinkling, as she stepped back over to the dining table and dropped the pot in the middle of the table. I could feel the heat radiating off of it, and I could smell a hint of chicken wafting from inside. As soon as her hands were free, she stepped by my side, flicked her tail over her shoulder, turned and parked her incredibly sexy arse in my lap, then wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "We're going to need some energy to keep us going tonight," she told me. "And Rosalie had it sent over to us just before we left Jacob's place."

"And it just arrived?" I asked, kissing her lips and wrapping my hands around her hard obliques, squeezing them gently. Clearly, she had finished healing, as she didn't even twitch when I touched the previously injured right-hand muscles, though I could feel them bunch up as she swivelled around to see where she was putting both of her feet.

She then swivelled back to face me, quickly moved to kiss my right cheek, brushing the soft fur of her face on my own, and whispered in my ear. "The timing was perfect."

"It was," I agreed, teasing her ear with my lips and feeling it twitch slightly.

"That tickles," she giggled in my ear, licking it with her cat's tongue and sending a shiver down my spine. It also caused another reaction. "Oh no you don't," she quietly hissed in my ear, though her tone was laden with amusement. "This food was perfectly cooked when I had it sent to us! We're not letting it go to waste!"

We sat next to each other as we dined on roast chicken and steamed vegetables, served with a light, crisp wine. The meal was excellent considering the setup we had, but Eveline's proximity had me distracted, her tail brushing against my leg, her own leg pressed against mine, and the hard muscle flexing every now and then as she adjusted herself in her seat while we ate.

Eventually, we were done with the meal. I offered to clear the plates, standing up to do so without waiting for an acknowledgment, only to find my arse being squeezed gently by Eveline's delicate hand.

"So tight," she whispered, a smile on her lips, as she looked at me with a playful expression.

I deliberately tensed my arse cheeks while Eveline slid her hands over them, and I could feel myself growing uncomfortably hard in my pants, but I nonetheless stepped over to the sink and washed our dishes, stacking them up to dry, then rinsing my hands and drying them on the provided hand towel. As I turned to speak to Eveline, I felt her press herself against me, curling one hand around my neck, while the other gripped my waist, as she reached up to kiss my lips.

"You like that, Stripes?" I asked, and then froze, wondering what possessed me to use that nickname at a time like this. She could have taken it very badly, and for a moment, I thought she might, as her eyes widened slightly...

Then she kissed me with even greater urgency, her fingers digging into me, as she pressed herself against me, the hardness of her abs on mine, the soft, compact swell of her breasts against my chest, her breathing coming in ever-faster and deepening breaths, until she broke away from our kiss and began gently nibbling at my jaw. "You like my stripes, don't you?"

"I love your stripes!" I breathed in her ear, and in response, she ran her cat's tongue along my jaw, gently nibbling my ear.

"Call me it again," she whispered in my ear.

"Stripes," I said in a low, sensual tone.

That was enough to send her into a frenzy of heavy-breathing and nibbled kisses along my neck line, her hands grabbing at me.

Abruptly, I was done with waiting as much as she was, and I returned her attentions with more urgency than I'd ever felt in my life, gripping her waist with my hands, trying desperately to contain myself long enough for her to decide for us how we were going to do things right now.

Hopefully, we would have all night, but I was eager to get started. Eveline was just as impatient as I was, and she leapt off of the floor, legs wrapping themselves around my waist, as I took all of her weight and held her up. Her tail swayed occasionally, pointing high in the air, and she let out a low moan as her hands squeezed my shoulders before urgently moving to my arms, pulling us closer together, her breathing turning shallow and rapid.

"Make me yours," she breathed as she tugged at my shirt. "Make me submit to you!"

Wait, what was happening? This strange urgency of hers took on an unusual edge, and she seemed to want me to dominate her, but that went against everything I'd learned about her in our time together. "Ev, what's happening right now?" I asked as she ran her tongue along the underside of my jaw, right the way up to my ear, letting out a low moan as she did.

"No talk right now, Romeo," she breathed as she pulled my shirt over my head, nibbling my neck as she pulled herself back to me. "Imprint!"

I think I understood. Whatever this form of imprinting was, she needed me to mark her as my own. The only problem was, I didn't actually know how to do that! No matter. This was going to happen somehow, and it seemed critical that we form this imprint properly. Whatever else happened afterward, I hoped we would have a chance to talk it over.

Abruptly, she pushed away from me, dropping to the ground in a crouch. She quickly whipped her shirt over her shoulders, leaving her upper body entirely naked, and I was momentarily mesmerised by the fur-covered compact swell of her breasts, bare only around her dark areolas and her hard nipples, her chest heaving in deep breaths as she flexed the muscle underneath.

And then she was moving.

Grappling with me in some strange wrestling move, she tried to force me to the floor, or something, I don't know, but I'd heard the underlying message she'd given me. The time for talk was over. Catching her outstretched hands as they tried to grapple with my shoulders, I performed a quick twist, hoping to pull her over my shoulder like I did the first day we had met.

It didn't work.

She had learned how to defeat such a move, and as I tried to think of a way to counter her own attempt to flip me off of my feet and to the ground, I saw the huge smile and hungry look in her eyes. Whatever weird fight we were having right now, she was enjoying every minute of this, as she continued to fight for dominance over me.

For a long time, we struggled with each other, vying for some form of dominance over one another, and during those first few moments, Eveline remained lucid enough to avoid damaging any of the furniture.

"Upstairs," she breathed as she laboured under her spell of passionate lust and aggression, before she took off at speed for the stairway, running up it so quickly that I knew I couldn't catch her. "I'm waiting," she called out from the top of the stairs, her tone cajoling. I felt a flush of desire and aggression flood me. Wasting no more time, I leapt at the stairs, taking them two at a time. My striped tiger waited at the top of the stairs, teasing me with her tongue as it licked her lips, her fingers pinching her nipples, her legs tensed ready to leap backwards.

Laughing freely, I leapt to the top step as she jumped back, at the same time as she unlatched the clasps on her shorts, pushing them over her well-muscled hips before letting them drop to the floor as she sprinted to the balcony, her incredibly sexy arse on full display, her tail trailing behind her.

I caught a musky scent that literally drove me fucking wild, and it spurred me on to chase her down, as she reached the door to the balcony and turned to face me.

"Don't you want me?" She asked me teasingly, not realising that I'd reached her by that point as I tackled into her and propelled her against the balcony wall; I heard an ominous creek as we both fell against it. "Oh! Looks like you do!"

"Fuck, yes!" I growled, letting my instincts take over.

Eveline's growl was low and deep, as she bit into my neck. I could feel pain where her teeth broke the skin, but her musky scent was even more intense than before, her fingers dug into my sides, and she seemed to be trying to resist me at the same time as she was eager to invite me in.

In spite of fighting me back with one hand and continuing to bite me across any body part she could reach, her other hand was busy undoing my cargo pants. With impatience, I unfastened them and started to struggle out of them, both of us now growling impatiently as we struggled both with my clothing and each other.

Then I was naked as the day I was born, and Eveline had only a pair of panties. I didn't hesitate, and with all of the aggression the atmosphere called for, I tore them free, throwing them to one side, fully in the moment, as I pushed back against her.

Suddenly, she called out. "Wait, stop!"

Despite feeling reluctant to stop this weird but wonderful experience, my concern for Eveline was triggered by her tone. I immediately instructed my nanocloud to flood my system with calming compounds. Had our play-fighting triggered some trauma? I looked into her eyes, pushing myself back to give her room, as I saw signs of anxiety surface.

"Ev?" I stepped back to give her some space, kneeling nearby.

Her breathing was still rapid and deep, but her expression revealed immense relief. She launched herself into my arms and wrapped me in a fierce hug. "You stopped when I asked you to!" She exclaimed, surprise and exultation saturating her tone.

"Of course I did," I exclaimed in surprise. "I'll never force you!"

Her arms tightened around me, and she started kissing the side of my face with enthusiasm. "I think a small part of me wanted to be sure you would!" She breathed, squeezing my shoulders, her lips pressing into my cheek before she pulled back to look at me again. "Thank you," she whispered.

"No need to thank me for doing the right thing," I told her softly, kissing her lips, still concerned for her well-being. "You alright?"

"I'm better than alright, mon amour," she said in a whisper, as she kissed me again. The hunger was back in her eyes once more, but there was something else there as well.

Vulnerability... Trust.

Then she pushed against me, half-heartedly at first, as though getting me to resume our play-fighting we interrupted a moment ago.

"Bond with me," she gasped, her breathing rapidly increasing. "Make me yours! Take me!"

And with that, I quickly took advantage of the lull, to pin her to the ground and kick open her legs with my knees, using my strength to pin both of her arms down with one as I used the other to turn her head to one side so I could nibble on her ear, moving quickly to her neck, where I breathed in the musk that she was exuding from her glands.

"Oui," the low moan she let out in that moment made me twitch. Without any hesitation, I grabbed my shaft, pressed it against her mound, and pushed myself into her with all the rough urgency I felt welling up within me. She hissed loudly, as though it hurt, but then she pushed her hips against my own. The intensity of her fight against my hold over her wrists made me wonder if she were angry or distressed, but to my surprise, she possessed a look of intense hunger, her eyes twinkling with suppressed amusement. She bit her lower lip with a curious smile, grunting with effort as she continued trying to escape my hold with her upper body while frantically gyrating against me with her hips, curling her legs around me, letting out a growl, as if she were resisting the inevitable...

"Make me yours!" She growled as she simultaneously fought to escape my grip while thrusting aganst me. "I'm- oh Rick, make me yours-"

"Come for me, Stripes," I grunted as I drove myself into her, giving myself over completely to the moment, holding nothing back. "Come with me!"

Eveline cried out. "You're mine... You're- Oh fuck, I'm-"

"That's it, Stripes!" I growled as I felt her tighten around me. "Soak me! Leave your mark!"

Then it happened. She tensed, arched her back and let out a shout of exultation as her pelvic floor muscles spasmed around my shaft, pushing me over the edge and causing me to feel weak, my own orgasm slamming into me from nowhere, as I felt an almost unending stream of heat leave my shaft and hit her womb. I felt an intensity that I couldn't recall ever feeling in my already-long life, as I felt a hot wetness spreading around my groin.

She did indeed soak me!

Abruptly, she went limp, relaxing utterly, and I felt anxiety well up within me as I looked down at her face, only to see a satisfied smile on her lips, an intense longing in her eyes. She wrapped both hands around the back of my neck and pulled herself up so she could kiss me with great enthusiasm, planting quick kisses all over every inch of my face as she ran her hands over my back, curious noises resonating in her throat, and to my utter astonishment, I could hear a deep purr from within her chest. I reached up and took one of her hands, bringing it palm facing my lips, and I gently kissed it...

And kept kissing it, as Eveline relaxed her fingers against my face as I stroked the soft fur of her knuckles with my thumbs.

She looked down to where we still remained joined, frowning slightly. "You came inside me?" Now that the moment was over, reality began to hit me. Was this going to be an issue? I ignored the notification my nanocloud sent me, not wanting to ruin the moment. "You came inside me a lot!" Her tone sounded triumphant.

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Not knowing how to respond, I nodded hesitantly. Abruptly, she pulled me down next to her and then ran her tongue slowly, deliberately along my neck, up past the back of my jaw, and up to my ear.

"Now I'm yours!" she breathed in my ear, nuzzling her head against my own as she continued to let out a happy rumble. "And you're mine."

I agreed completely, chuckled softly, nibbling her ear, eliciting a breathy moan from her.

"That's never happened to me before," Eveline said softly a few moments later, her face flushed. "I'm still not sure what came over me!"

I kissed her lips, briefly and gently, then resumed kissing her hand. "Part of the imprint?" I asked between kisses.

She nodded, giggling. "I knew I wanted to go into the experience fully," she whispered. "But it was weird, suddenly feeling a deep need for you to dominate me so roughly."

Yeah, I thought to myself. "For a while, I was worried," I admitted. "You're not a submissive person, Stripes."

"No," she said softly, her voice like silk to my ears. "But it is a part of a bonding like this. Don't ask me how I know that," she then chuckled the next moment. "I can't explain it to you... Just that it felt right..."

"And now?" I asked, prompting her.

Her expression was mildly contemplative. "It still feels right." She kissed me gently. "But there are other ways I want to explore as well."

"Me too," I smiled, kissing her nose, causing her to smile, her eyes alight with happiness. "I was planning a slow build-up, lots of foreplay, a night full of pleasure for you."

Eveline pulled back, her eyes dancing. "Believe me," she spoke in a low, sensual tone. "I want that, too... And we've the whole night."

"Good," I kissed her lips again, rubbing my cheek under her palm as I did. "You feeling up to more?"

Eveline gave me a small smile, then pushed me back so she could sit up. Using nothing more than her powerful legs, she was on her feet, reaching a hand down so I could grip it. Once she pulled me to my feet, I gently took her by the waist and pulled her close, feeling the cool breeze on my body as I felt the fur-covered tightly-muscled curve of her waist.

I was hard again in an instant, to my astonishment. "You're irresistible," I breathed. "This is the quickest I've ever been ready to go again!"

Eveline looked down toward my crotch, brushing her fingertips across my shaft before bringing them up to her lips, licking them clean, staring at me as she did and driving me wild in the process. I couldn't resist kissing her enthusiastically in that moment, pressing myself against her, the soft swell of her breasts against my chest, the hard nipples giving me goosebumps, and her rock-hard abs pressing tightly against my own.

"Where are we sleeping tonight?" I asked.

"We're not sleeping tonight," she crooned. "But we do have a room made up for us!"

I was intrigued. "Shall we go take a look?"

Eveline shook her head slowly. "Shower first," she whispered.

"I didn't realise I stink so badly," I quipped, and she giggled, taking me by the hand.

"Actually, it's a very good stink," she quickly kissed my lips, before pulling me toward where I knew the bathroom was. "But I want you to seal our bond."

This was curious, and I wondered if she had planned this. "How?"

"Not sure," she admitted, her ears flushing slightly as she stopped abruptly, pressing her arse back into my crotch. "All I know is I really want you to join me in the shower and give me a wash before we do anything else. I don't know why," her blush deepened. "I just know I want this."

"Then who are we to deny my tiger's needs?"

We both hit the shower, making quick work of the initial rinse as Eveline turned on the water and pulled me into the cubicle. Using nothing other than the warm water from the shower head, Eveline held the shower head while she had me rub her down from top to bottom and back up again, my gentle ministrations including a few moments to gently rub her feet, causing loud moans that startled me into looking up at her, as she fell back against the wall, her legs shaking, her head lolling to one side, her eyes closed and her face relaxed into a gentle smile.

I was going to remember that her feet would need to be massaged regularly, if this felt so good for her.

I tried to balance the practical need to work quickly with the water, with the desire to make it fun and sensual, and I knew I'd managed the right balance when Eveline put the shower head back in its holder, turning her back so she could press herself against me, taking my hands in her own and leaning back to whisper in my ear.

"Your hands are magic," she breathed, guiding my hands to her breasts. "My body is feeling sensitive!"

"So's mine," I whispered as I sought her lips with my own, gently massaging her breasts, careful not to hurt her over-sensitive nipples. "I've been desperate for your touch for too long," I told her gently, leaning my forehead against her temple as she pressed herself against me.

"I want you," she breathed, guiding one of my hands downward toward her mound, and let out a hitched breath as I gently brushed over her slit. "I crave your touch."

I could understand that feeling, and though I teased her by playing with her fingers right in front of her mound for a few moments, I soon indulged her desire for more of my touch as I gently rubbed her fingers and my own against her nub, wincing slightly as she hitched her breath once when I put too much pressure on her, but it didn't take long for us to find a good rhythm.

As I gradually sped up my ministrations, intending to bring her to another orgasm, she lifted herself up. With an unerring sense of awareness, she plunged herself right on top of my hard shaft, taking me in deep and letting out a cry of elation as she started to piston her hips against me.

I felt a deep shudder as her walls pressed against my glans.

Not wanting to shirk my end of the bargain, I continued to rub against her nub, speeding up in response to her rapid breathing and inarticulate cries of joy, until she tensed for a second time, convulsing with reaction, her muscles clamping on me a second time and sending pleasurable shivers down my length.

Though I didn't reach climax, I was still riding an emotional high as she crested from her own climax, pressing against me and running her hands over her own body as she breathed. "Fuck," she laughed, her eyes slowly opening as she turned to face me, a state of bliss evident in the relaxed smile she gave me.

We quickly dried off, then Eveline pulled me along with her to a door that I'd never walked through before. Not that I'd noticed; Eveline's curvy glutes were enticing, and I felt a strong urge to gently stroke them while we walked.

I made no attempt to resist, as I gently ran my fingers along the curve of her rear, underneath, until I touched her still-sensitive lips again.

"You tease," she breathed, stopping to plant a deep kiss on my lips.

"I can't get enough of you," I grinned, and was rewarded with an answering grin of her own.

"Then come see where we're going tonight," her voice was a low purr, as she grabbed my hand and pulled me onward.

Stepping through the door, I was surprised to find a room that seemed to be prepared specifically for us. There were curtains hanging on every wall, a series of sheet-like material hanging from a central lamp to the corners of the room, and a huge bed covered in cushions in the centre of the room. The lighting was almost as dim as candlelight, and a combination of red and lilac seemed to colour most of the furnishings in here. The acoustics of the room allowed us to make more noise than I expected, and feeling a visceral sense of freedom when it came to vocalising our passions was a thrill.

Eveline's musky scent was as strong as ever, and I felt my mouth water as I stole a look at her arse, the base of her tail settling in between both cheeks as her tail curled high into the air, and in a moment of desire, I reached out and took a hold of it.

For a moment, she was slightly shocked, her tip twitching, but I retained my hold on it and brought it to my lips, kissing it. The effect it had on Eveline was both surprising and thrilling, as her eyes started to roll upward, she let out a pleased sigh, and she seemed to go weak at the knees. I stepped to her side, took hold of her waist to support her weight, and then ran my tongue over the tip of her tail.

"Fuck," she breathed, as she sagged against me. "How... When?"

I chuckled. "I guessed, and just now." Then, I began to suck gently on the tip, freeing my hand as I reached behind the base of her tail to find the slit between her legs, gently running my fingers along the incredibly damp and hot entrance.

She clutched me by the shoulders as she near collapsed with the effect, and a sigh escaped her. "I already want you more than ever," she breathed, reaching for my shaft, but I had other ideas as I pushed her gently back to the bed, sat myself on the edge, and pulled her hips toward my face.

"My turn first," I told her, breathing hot air across her clitoral hood, as I positioned her crotch right in front of me, admiring the stripes that stretched in radiating lines from her mound and up toward her abs, out toward her legs, and back toward her glutes.

She started to run her fingers through my hair as I ran my tongue across her labia, repeating something that had seemed a lifetime away. "Fuuuuuuck," she exclaimed in a tremulous tone as she began to shake again. "I've really missed this!"

I pulled one of her legs over my shoulder to give her some support, as I buried my tongue in her entrance, tasting our last climax within, and feeling so hot and hungry, I made short work of devouring everything. Eveline's fingers massaged my head as her breathing picked up in intensity, while I worked, and then I surfaced, returning to the cluster of nerves in her clitoral region. Slowly, patiently and feeling all the desire I had for her, I licked, breathed, kissed and nibbled until Eveline hit another orgasm, shivering and shaking against my face as she let out an unexpected yelp.

This time, she made no attempt to censor herself, and both of her hands stayed on my head, as I gently wound down my efforts, ensuring my touch was gentle to account for the over-sensitivity she might feel from hitting her peak. The effect was her continued stroking of my hair and gasps of delight, as within moments, she started to press her mound gently but insistently against my face.

So, I did it all over again, bringing her gently to another climax that had her shaking more severely than before, letting out a shout that she fully indulged in.

"Fuck that's so good," she sighed, as I brought her gently down from a third climax.

This time, she pulled back gently, and for the first time, I noticed a series of thin scars that had to have been from a time she felt the need to express some sort of pain. Rather than disrupt the mood and possibly ruin the night by asking about them, I instead tilted my face to one side, kissing the skin gently and freeing one of my hands to gently touch and caress them with soft strokes.

"Rick," her tone took on a slight hint of apprehension. "I- they're not pretty-"

"They're part of you," I whispered, kissing them gently, running my tongue along her thigh as though they weren't even there. "And I love everything about you, stripes and all."

The pause after my words was surprising, and after kissing her bare skin for another moment, I pulled back to look up at her. I was greeted by a slightly puzzled expression, though she was otherwise relaxed. "Stripes?"

I nodded. "I love your stripes," I said softly. "No matter how they got there."

Eveline gently lowered herself and sat astride me on the bed, her face relaxing, her expression taking on a contentment I had never seen in her before. Kissing me softly, as I ran my hands softly through her mane at her back, she whispered "it's my turn to take care of you, now."

I put a hand on Eveline's shoulder. "You don't need to," I said, feeling slightly self-conscious, recalling that many people didn't like giving oral sex to a male.

"Nice of you to say so," Eveline growled at me, her expression lusty, hungered. "But don't deny your tiger her fun!" She then dropped to her knees before I could stop her.

For a moment or two, her ministrations were tentative, as though she was unsure of herself, but when I looked down at her, the expression she gave me was one of determination and eagerness. I gave her a reassuring smile as she began to slowly pump her fist around my shaft, planting gentle kisses on the head, before licking, then taking me into her mouth.

She pulled back, looked up at me, gave me a winning smile, and then to my immense surprise, took it deep into her throat, only to pull herself back and gag slightly, her expression labouring under the discomfort.

"You alright down there?" I asked her, slightly concerned.

She looked back up at me. "I tried to bite off more than I could chew," she laughed, surprising me.

I took advantage of the lull, wanting to change things slightly. "We don't have to do this," I told her.

"You're not getting off that easily," she winked, and the double-entendre almost made me laugh.

"Let me lie back on the bed," I told her. "Then you come in and stand next to my face."

"What are you up to?" She asked suspiciously, though she did what I asked as I lay back on the bed, my legs planted on the floor.

"Now, sit astride my head and try it from that angle," I told her with a grin.

"Huh?" She gave me a confused look. "Why? What difference does it make?"

"You'll see," I told her, not giving anything else away.

Thankfully, she did as I asked, swinging one of her amazing legs over my face so she straddled my head, as she reached out for my shaft again, licking it, kissing it and then trying once again to take it into her mouth.

Unable to help the grin on my face, I ran my hands over her arse cheeks, the feel of the soft fur and the warm skin beneath my fingers arousing me further, and no doubt causing my scent to intensify in Eveline's presence. She picked up on the change as she let out a soft moan, her lips hot on my glans as she began to suck with more confidence.

I lifted my head and licked against her pussy.

"Oh," Eveline let out a frustrated growl. "You sneaky bastard!"

"You love it," I breathed the words over her mound, knowing she would be able to hear me anyway. "And I love making you feel good."

"But it's my turn," she answered in a plaintive whine.

"Race you?" I suggested as I licked against her lips.

"What?" She said in a sigh as my efforts caused her to breath more heavily.

"First to make the other reach climax gets to decide what we do next?"

Her low laugh answered my suggestion. "I like that bet!"

We both raced to make each other feel good, Eveline becoming bolder in her efforts to stimulate my shaft, as she started to fondle my balls as well. I devoted my attention fully to stimulating her pussy as I began a slow build-up to what I hoped would be a nice orgasm, licking her clit, stimulating her entrance with my fingers while massaging her inner thighs gently with my other hand. It had the desired effect of quickly bringing her to a peak.

To my astonishment, I came first.

As I let out a low moan, I was overtaken by tremors that accompanied the firing of my seed, surprised, yet pleased by Eveline's continued attentions as she gently squeezed my sac every time I ejected my seed.

But I wasn't finished, and as I eventually regained my senses, I redoubled my efforts on Eveline's mound, bringing her quickly to her own climax as she shook in reaction, letting out a growl and digging her fingers in my thighs as the feeling overtook her. I paid extra attention to the pressure and speed at which I tended to her, making sure that her journey back to normalcy was as pleasant as I could make it.

As she lifted herself off of my face, she let out a low moan. Her face hovered over my own, her expression pleased.

"You won," I grinned at her.

"You didn't give up getting me over the finish line," she answered me with a kiss. "So I get to decide what we do next?"

"Yup," I said simply. "A bet's a bet!"

"Good," she said in triumph, before her expression settled into one of contentment as she gazed into my eyes, her voice softening in the next moment. "And your attentions were wonderful."

I kissed her in answer to her praise, and it took little time for both of us to be ready for more. Reaching around to grab her hip, I found my hand gripped gently but firmly in her own.

"Nuh uh," she shook her head, smiling. "Sit up." I did as she asked, when she pulled me to a sitting position, and straddled my lap. "Now, hold still."

"What are you up to?" I asked, unable to keep the laughter out of my voice.

Eveline smiled at me, a twinkle in her eyes. "You'll see."

The next instant, she lifted herself up, gripped my shaft in her hand, then guided it in between her thighs and impaled herself on it, letting out a breath as her face settled into one of pleasure. She let herself sink to the hilt, then remained there, as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, gazing into my eyes.

"Now, I want to see how long we can ride a high without crossing the finish line," she breathed as she kissed my lips, and I felt a thrill as her pelvic floor muscles twitched, her walls squeezing against my shaft. "Nice and slow. Soft and gentle."

She led by example, as she slowly gyrated against me, the slight pressure against my glans stimulating me, and no doubt stimulating for her as well. The pace was leisurely, almost lazy, as she ever-so-slowly ran her hands over my shoulders, my arms, my chest, my neck, and my back, while I ran my own across similar regions of her own perfectly proportioned body. Despite our far slower pace, we very quickly reached the edge of bliss thanks to the intimacy of our position, the closeness of our lips to each other, the lazy kisses and near constant eye contact we gave each other. Then, for nearly an hour, we both crested a wave of almost agonising pleasure with each other, Eveline grinding against me while we both ran our hands over each other, exploring through touch.

After close to an hour of riding the edge of climax, I impulsively reached out to her face with my hands and gently drew her closer to me, landing a slow, chaste kiss on her lips, gazing into her eyes the whole time. Her placid expression gently and slowly contorted to one of bliss as she reached a peak, one of many that we had both lost count over.

We were both so close to the edge, and for so long, that I was incredibly sensitive. A feather would make me come hard and painfully at that moment.

"Hey," I whispered, as I reached for her hands, interlacing her fingers in mine and squeezing them gently. Deliberately twitching inside her, I whispered "come for me, Stripes."

The words hit her like a thunderclap, as she let out a low moan.

"Yes! Come for me!" I breathed, and she twitched against me as her pussy started to convulse, the sensations pushing me over the edge, and I let out an involuntary shout, squeezing her hands, the reaction caused me to twitch in sweet agony as I shot my hot seed into her womb, while she let out a breathy shout as her own body convulsed almost violently in reaction.

"Oui!" Eveline breathed as she kept her eyes firmly fixed on my own, her expression a combination of agonised joy and longing. "Ohhhh..."

Slowly over the next few minutes, we both overcame the intense physical reaction, but the emotional high we both experienced from it showed in our expressions, hers overjoyed, her eyes watering profusely, then spilling down her cheeks as she let out a giddy laugh. She kissed my lips enthusiastically the next moment, letting out a happy moan as she did, combing her fingers through my hair.

"That was overwhelming," she said in a rough voice. "In case the happy tears didn't give me away!"

I kissed her again. "I-"

She put her fingers on my lips, stopping me from speaking. "I love you," she whispered. I was shocked by her words. While I had no doubt of her feelings for me, this was the first time she had ever openly told me. "And I hope you never get tired of hearing me say it."

"Never," I whispered, my own eyes burning now. Fucking dust... Weather... Whatever! I smiled, stroking her face as she ran her fingers along my jaw. "I love you, Eveline," I whispered back to her. "I always will."

We shared another kiss, this one chaste. "I need a few more minutes," she giggled as we rested our heads against each other. "But after that... Rematch?"

I laughed as I ran my hands over her back and down towards her tail. "You bet!"

I had no idea how many hours had passed when we eventually exhausted ourselves and fell asleep, but this had so far been the most intense night of my life.