Page 32 of Pleasured By the Panther
“Yes,” she admitted breathlessly. “But…” Her cheeks flamed. “I still feel… empty. Inside.”
His glowing green eyes darkened with heat.
“Empty, hmm? That’s because you haven’t been filled properly yet.”
Her heart squeezed at his words. Filled properly. God, what would that mean, being with a Monstrum warrior? He was so huge and she still hadn’t even seen what he had between his legs. Before she could lose her nerve, she blurted,
“You said before… that you’re bigger than that bloom I let inside me. How… how big are you, exactly?”
His lips curved in a slow, wicked smile.
“Do you want to see?”
Miranda swallowed hard. Did she? Yes, she decided—she definitely did.
“I—I think I do.”
Korrath nodded gravely.
“Then I will show you. But you must understand—my shaft doesn’t look like a human male’s would. We Felinus Monstrum are… different.”
“That makes sense.” Miranda nodded, her stomach fluttering nervously. What was he going to show her?
Korrath was on the bed with her, his leather trousers left behind on the floor. Even though he was now naked, he didn’t look bare because of his fur. His big body settled against hers as he got comfortable. Miranda snuggled close to him—she couldn’t help thinking it was like being in bed with a huge, muscular teddy bear. His silky fur felt amazing against her own naked skin.
Korrath spread his thighs, guiding her hand down to the thick fur at his groin.
“Here—stroke me,” he murmured. “You’ll feel my sheath.”
Hesitantly, she let her fingers brush over him. The fur was soft—thicker here, dense and velvety—but beneath it, she felt something hard, a ridge straining to be free.
“Mmm,” Korrath purred, spreading his legs wider. “That’s it. You’ve found my sheath. Now stroke me, lovely one.”
Her hand trembled, but she obeyed. She stroked along the ridge, and suddenly the fur parted. Miranda’s breath caught as something hot and slick pushed free into her palm.
“Oh my God…” she breathed.
It was enormous. Dark red and glistening, the skin heated silk under her fingertips. The broad head reminded her of a human cock, but that was where the resemblance ended. The shaft was thicker than anything she had ever seen—even thicker than the bloom that had filled her—and it was patterned with ridges that ran along the length. Around the center, in concentric rows, were short, stiff white hairs that lay flat against the skin. And near the base, where the shaft disappeared back into his fur, was a swollen bulge.
Her stomach fluttered wildly.
He can’t possibly fit that inside me—no way. Oh God, it’s huge.
Korrath seemed to sense her panic. His hand covered hers, guiding her to stroke along his massive shaft.
“Don’t be afraid, lovely one. Yes, I am larger than a human male. But your body will open for me. The bloom has already prepared you. And my saliva and my pre-seed—they both carry compounds to help you stretch and accept me. You can take me. I will make sure of it.”
She bit her lip, staring down at the ridges and the strange little white hairs.
“What are those?”
“My pleasure barbs,” he admitted, his voice husky. “They lie flat unless I let my knot swell. Only then would they activate and inject my bonding fluid. Which would only happen if I was knotting you and coming inside you. That is what creates the soul-bond between a Felinus male and his mate.”
She looked at the thick knot near the base of his shaft, her breath catching.
“So if that… thing goes inside me, we’d be stuck together? Bonded for life?”
“Yes,” he said simply. “If I pushed my knot into you, and filled you with my cum while my barbs were raised, we would be tied together forever.” He caught her chin to look into his eyes. “But that will not happen unless you choose it. I can be inside you without knotting you. Without binding you to me. Do you understand?”
