Page 28 of Bound to the Tiger Scout
I smiled more, wishing I had sharper teeth. “Be a dear and scoot on down to the kitchen, would you? Let them know theowner and his mate will be ordering lunch soon, alright? Thank you, hon.”
Gracefully, Contar stood from his chair and edged around me as he went for the door. He was frowning, but he wasn’t showing his teeth like I was, and he didn’t say a word as he left. It wasn’t in me to give a damn about Contar’s feelings right then, but maybe I’d make an effort later on.
For now, I snapped my head around and pinned Ghosha with a glare.
He flinched back and held up his hands. “Before you disembowel me, know that I did not make that arrangement in any way.”
“Ol’ Contar was feeling pretty confident you’d want his services.”
“I do admit to having had a preference when I visited in the past.” He stepped away when I moved closer. “And I will sever all ties just as soon as possible.”
“Oh, I think Contar is doing that right now.” No doubt in my mind that he was letting everyone who stood still long enough know about me—and hopefully including that I wasn’t going to take anybody’s shit when it came to what was mine.
Ghosha grinned at me. “Did you know your accent becomes more pronounced when you’re upset?”
I fisted my hands at my sides.
“Yes, well.” He cleared his throat before taking a sliding step closer to me. “You must know, Squire, that I couldneverwant another now that I am yours.”
Look at him choosing the right words. Suddenly, though, words weren’t enough for me.
“Get naked,” I told him, “and get on the bed.”
It made me smile when Ghosha didn’t hesitate to start tossing his clothes this way and that like his life depended on it.I took my time, setting each piece on the chair Contar had sat in and very aware that I was marking it as mine.
When I turned around, I gasped to find Ghosha on his hands and knees on the bed, his tail held up high to expose his ass while his cock hung low and heavy beneath him. I blinked a whole lot, processing what that meant, and realized it wasn’t what I’d had in mind.
“As much as I appreciate the thought,” I said, “I’d prefer if you turned over.”
The fight left me as he grinned and switched to laying on his back with his knees bent and his tail slowly curling back and forth against the silky-looking, lavender bedding. His meaty cock stood tall as he reached over his head and sank his claws into what I’d thought were two small, wooden shelves sticking out of the wall. Ghosha looked like he was braced for a storm, and that made me grin.
On another wooden bump out from the wall was a blooming plant and a pump bottle. I pointed at it with my eyebrows raised, and Ghosha nodded as he bit his bottom lip. Anticipation skittered through me while I got a good dollop of lube before climbing up onto my mate.
Making him put his legs down, I sat on his thighs and warmed the lube between my hands. He moaned just from watching me and a little dribble of precome leaked out of his cock to slither down its length.
“How much of you is mine?” I asked as I put both slick hands to his cock and stroked up from the base.
“A-all of me,” he managed to say as his hips hopped up.
I took my time stroking him with both hands together or moving opposite each other. I played my fingers over the tiny bumps on his cock, loving their texture. I teased the tip of my little finger into the slit to make him gasp. When he started whining, I couldn’t quit smiling.
I wiped my hands in the fur of his groin, and the right side of his lip curled up as he snarled a bit. I chuckled wickedly at him before moving over his cock. Aiming him made that snarl disappear, thoughts of sticky fur gone, as I slowly sank down on him.
Not a bit of me could concentrate on him as I made myself open up and accept the massive rod of his cock up my ass. I moaned from my soul up at the ceiling while I bounced lower and lower, taking him in a little more each time. Oh, look at that! The ceiling was covered in pale green, heart-shaped leaves.
“This room is mine now, too,” I said breathlessly as I settled my ass on his groin, fully impaled on his cock. “Nobody but me’s ever coming in here again.” I chuckled at my pun as I looked down at Ghosha’s wide eyes. “And you. You can come, too.”
I heard wood creak and realized he was really clawing into those shelf things. Was that why they were there?
I could probably draw this out for a good long while, but I didn’t want to do that to him. I rose up a few inches, Ghosha immediately thrust his hips to drive himself back into me, and we were off to the races.
Grunting and sweating, I worked harder for that orgasm than I’d ever had to before simply because it was my first time riding him like this. When I paused to catch my breath though, Ghosha kept pounding up into me until I hollered with my release. I shot all over his chest, my cock completely untouched, and he shoved in deep and came, too.
Panting for breath, I flopped down on top of him, totally unable to avoid the mess I’d made. Oh, well. Surely there was a bathroom somewhere nearby so that we could get presentable again. I really did want to meet everyone here despite feeling the need to stake my claim. These people were important to Ghosha, like an extended family, so I wanted them to be my family as well.
Ghosha’s arms wrapped around me. “I love you,” he said with a rumble.
“I love you, too.” I turned my head and nuzzled into his neck. “When I can feel my legs again, you can introduce me to everyone properly.”
