Page 54 of Pleasured By the Panther
He gave a satisfied rumble and stripped her quickly, sliding the turquoise silk dress down her body, until she was naked before him. This time, Miranda felt no shame under his gaze—only hunger. His eyes devoured her curves—her breasts heavy and flushed and her auburn hair spilling around her shoulders—and she felt beautiful.
“Spread those lovely thighs for me, sweetheart,” he commanded softly, sinking onto the bed and pulling her to stand before him. “I want to taste your sweet little pussy again.”
Miranda obeyed, trembling as his big hands slid up the insides of her legs, the soft velvet of his fur caressing her. Korrath drew her closer and rubbed his cheek against her mound, almost like a cat marking her with his scent. Then his mouth was on her, his tongue hot and rough as it lapped over her swollen folds.
“Oh, God!” she gasped, clutching at his thick fur.
“That’s it,” Korrath growled against her. “So sweet… so wet… I could feast on your pussy forever.” He dragged his tongue slowly up her slit, teasing her clit until she bucked against him. Then he ducked his head and thrust it deep inside her, fucking her with long, wet strokes that made her knees tremble. But all the time, his big hands on her hips held her steady and kept her from falling.
Her hips rocked helplessly against his mouth.
“Korrath, please… oh, please, I need…I need…”
He withdrew his tongue and looked up at her.
“I know what you need, little one,” he rumbled. “But first I want to taste every drop. Let me open you for my cock.” And then he went back to work, licking her clit in teasing circles until she was writhing against his talented tongue.
By the time he finally drew back, her thighs were slick and trembling, her clit throbbing with need. She was nearly panting and she almost moaned when he rose and looked down at her.
“Please…” she began.
“Patience, lovely one.” He was already stripping off his uniform. “I want this to last a long time—we must both be comfortable.”
He sat back on the bed, spreading his powerful thighs wide.
“Climb on,” he rumbled, motioning for her to straddle him. “I want to look into your eyes as I Bond you to me all over again.”
Miranda’s breath caught as she saw it — his shaft emerging from the thick, velvety sheath of fur between his legs. She’d seen it before, but watching it unsheathe was something she would never get tired of.
First came the broad, rounded head, slick and dark red. Then the long shaft, ridged in concentric rings that promised to rub every sensitive spot inside her. Further down, the thick bulge of his knot swelled, already preparing to lock them together. And along the length, the tiny white pleasure spines lay flat for now, glinting faintly in the low light.
“Oh, God,” Miranda whispered, her pussy clenching at the sight. It was enormous—it seemed bigger every time she saw it. How could she possibly take all of that inside her? And yet she remembered last time — how his tongue and his seed had opened her, how she had taken his knot as he tied them together.
Korrath caught her hesitation and growled low.
“Don’t be afraid. Your sweet little cunt was made for me. The ridges will stroke you… the spines will flood you with pleasure… and my knot will tie you so tightly to me you’ll never doubt you’re mine as I fill your pussy.”
His filthy words sent a rush of heat through Miranda’s whole body. She climbed onto the bed, straddling his thick thighs. His cock pressed hot and heavy between them as he guided her hips.
“That’s it,” he murmured, looking straight into her eyes. “Take me inside, lovely one. Ride me. Bond with me again.”
Miranda braced her hands on his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath her palms, and lowered herself slowly. The broad head pressed against her slick entrance, stretching her open.
“Ohhh!” she gasped, her eyes fluttering shut.
“Look at me,” Korrath growled, his hands gripping her hips. “I want to see your eyes when you take me.”
She forced her eyes open and met his glowing gaze as she sank lower. Inch by inch, his ridged shaft filled her, rubbing over every sensitive spot inside her channel.
“God, you’re so big,” she moaned, shuddering as the thick length seated deep. “You feel bigger inside me every time I take you!”
“And you feel tighter every time I enter you,” Korrath rumbled. “Take it all, little one. Let me fill your sweet little pussy.” He thrust up gently, making her gasp as the ridges stroked her insides. “Do you feel that? Every ridge made to please you. Every part of me is built to claim you.”
Miranda rode him slowly, her breasts bouncing as she rose and fell, her tight nipples rubbing against the velvety fur of his broad chest as his cock glided deep inside her. Sparks of pleasure shot through her with every movement, his ridges rubbing her inner walls and her clit brushing against his knot.
“Ahhh—oh, Korrath—” she moaned, clutching at his shoulders.
“That’s it,” he groaned, guiding her hips as he fucked up into her. “Ride me, lovely one. Milk my cock. Show me how hungry you are for my cum.”
