"...No, Listen Scion, I don't care that you have a buyer in Pakistan lined up already. Tell them if they want the merch, it can wait until I get back, or have one of the fucking new guys handle it! Leroy, or whateverthefuck his name is..."

Isiat grumbled as he looked at the cell phone in his hand, the image of a red dragon above the name Scion, and a call time that was approaching his tolerable limits while his boss tried to convince him to give up his vacation time. Even when he offered a 30% bonus upon his already generous salary and commission. And then a 45% bonus. And then 50%, and not a single pound more.

"Well I told you I was going, where I was going, and how long I'd been gone three months ago! You can either wait for me to be back, or take the goddamn plane and make the deal yourself!" The dark furred vulpine gave his many, flowing tails an irritable flicker of motion, sighing into the phone loudly. The whole point of him vacationing out here was that he didn't have to concern himself with work.

Shadi sighed with a quiet chuckle at her dear husband's misfortune. She had told him to just turn the phone off after all... Still, the naked, tan and brown furred feline mused, rolling about on the deckchair she'd sprawled herself out upon. He does look damned sexy when he's getting heated. 

Her mismatched eyes roamed over him with a lazy, adoring glance that she knew all to well he caught, his marksman's eyes missing nothing when it came to her. Teasingly, she reached up to rub at her exposed breasts, rolling the soft pillows in her palms, looking at him sultrily all the while with her brilliant emerald and brown topaz eyes.

The plain white bathrobe he wore did nothing to hide his body's response to her provocations, a sizeable tent appearing in the silk fabric. He licked his chops, grinning like the vulpine he was while his icy blue irises flashed like a predator sizing up his prey. His tails gave another flicker, much, much more mischievous and deviant in its nature.

Back in England, it always felt like there were prying neighbors in the tower that had gone up recently a few blocks away, or there was simply not enough sun for the lioness to properly enjoy laying in it. Out here though, she could get away with what at home would have been scandalous at best, and outright indecent at worst. And the best part of it was that she did not even have to give it a second thought. Just off the Mediterranean sea, she could laze about all day without so much as a scrap of clothing on and never have to worry about seeing another soul for miles.

It had been a surprise for her, when Isiat had first put her name on their new combined bank account, only to see a eight figure balance staring back at her. His position working as the second to a dragon who'd made his company his 'hoard' had its perks. The villa in the countryside was one of them. She had a view of the blooming winefields inland, and the glimmering sea in the distance in the other, and not another living person as far as the eye could see.

Technically, this had all been the dragon, Scion's lands, but at Shadi's sweetly worded request, Scion had reluctantly signed them over to her charming vulpine husband as a vacation home. A gift, of sorts, or as Scion had put it. "A proper thanks that the country can't give to those who deserve it. I on the other hand..."

Even so, they kept their son in the dark about it, and kept the penthouse apartment that Isiat had designed himself as their main home. They'd both all too often seen how money and wealth changed people. Asher could find that part of his inheritance out later, when he needed it, and not while he simply wanted it. They just sent him to a friends or his grandparents for a week when they wanted to escape.

Shadi couldn't help but smile, her long, luxuriously fluffy tail swishing across the ground by her chair. That's exactly what this home was to her. An escape. Somewhere they could go, to without fail, escape the stresses of the rest of the world and enjoy each other's company for a few days. Besides, Isiat still had to put another pup in her before long, and where better to do it?

Oh, her hips were still sore from where his fingers had dug into her last night in the throws of passion, but even so, she rolled onto her chest, arching her back in such a typical feline way, breasts against the seat, ass held high and aloft on her knees. Her tail flagged shamelessly. She was determined to get that pup out of him, and he was equally determined to put it in her. She looked over her shoulder, watching him as his eyes locked on her exposed, juicy snatch, the male hurrying to finish up his call.

"Fine. Give me twenty minutes. Have him ready to conference, and I'll brief him on the damned deal so he can handle it. You're paying me quadruple rate for my time, and Shadi wants another company paid spa weekend." Isiat snarled into the phone before with a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed it from his place on the sun-baked tiles and into the crystal clear waters of the pool with an anticlimactic 'bloop'.

"Isiat!" She childed him, watching the black cellphone sink slowly into the pool with her eyes wide. Sure, they had no reason to hide just how much he made while they were out here in the countryside, far from family and friends. They could enjoy the perks of his not insignificant wealth, but even so! Those were expensive!

"Oh, it's waterproof. I'll fish it out later. Besides, robe doesn't have pockets..." He chuckled as he slid the fabric off of his shoulders, letting it pool around his feet.

Even if he wasn't the wry, striking young commando he'd been when Shadi had first met him, he was certainly still in the best shape of his life, and even with his salt and peppered fur coat, she could more than happily ogle her husband's well toned, athletic figure. The strips of fur that separated his black and white fur in a typical fox pattern were a vivid dark red, a certain sign of the male's rut but... It was the season for that for her as well after all.

"-And you don't have any clothes..." He grinned, kneeling against the tiles behind her at the end of her seat. One paw sought out her tail, and obediently, she flagged it aside, while his other hand grabbed her thigh. She squirmed when his cool, leathery nose bumped up against her rump, and that first delightful rasp of his broad, canine tongue dragged across her soaked folds.

"Mhmm... Be a shame to let the opportunity go to waste, wouldn't it?" Shadi purred out, raising and giving her hips a wriggle as her master and husband growled into the pink, puffy lips of her sex. His tongue was a wondrous tool, and he used it with the sort of skill and patience she'd only ever found in him. Between that and his more than thorough knowledge of her most intimate places, Isiat could and did bring her to her peak in mere moments.

He knew just where to probe, just how to curl his tongue as he tasted her sweet, heavenly flavor, pushing beyond her outer lips while at the same time using the rest of his muzzle to brush and touch her sensitive vulva. He hit all the right buttons in the perfect sequence of love and lust, and it was all Shadi could to to let her head fall onto her folded arms beneath her and bite down on her fur to stop from screaming.

Not, of course that there was anyone for miles to hear her even as her lover brought her soaring through her first climax, greedily and hungrily lapping her nectar like it were rich honey he simply couldn't resist. He sealed his lips against her sweet sex and drove his tongue in her like a lance, parting her sopping nethers as he ate her out in a passionate, lust-filled frenzy.

Her moans reached a fever pitch in no time at all, and her entire chest fell to the deck chair, the little overstimulated feline's body positively thrumming with pleasure. He was absolutely relentless when it came to pleasing her, and there wasn't a damned thing in the world she'd have traded him for. This was why she loved him, right from the very start, the arrogant, cocksure mongrel of a vulpine that he was.

He just radiated confidence in everything he did, be it his work, his choice, or his pleasuring of her. He was a man who knew exactly what he wanted and how he was certain to get it, and that cocksure attitude of his has somehow weaseled it's way into her heart when he'd accosted her with dinner. At 3am. At her work. After she'd laughed his invitation off. And then somehow found his way into her pants before her hour was even up!

That kind of ballsy play took one hell of a man to pull it off, but oh was she so glad she'd given him that inch. He took several hundred miles and sprinted with it. She shoved her hips back against his vulpine snout with another breathless moan, her head swimming, utterly adrift in a typhoon of ecstasy and bliss that he seemed to sail far to calmly through, guiding her body on the tip of his tongue on the subtle, but deeply felt flicks of his wickedly dexterous oral organ.

Shadi peaked again, and her vision flashed from her master's unrelenting oral. All at once, she cried out into the midday sky in an unmistakable yeowl of feline ecstasy, seeing stars that danced and span before the typhoon finally broke, and she saw nothing at all.

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When she came too, Isiat was by her side, one paw stroking through her hair with gentle, tender motions, his muzzle delicately placing a string of kisses across her belly and hips. He looked up at he when he heard her stirring finally, a look of absolute pride and adoration of his features.

"Heheh, welcome back at last...You nearly bruised my tongue with that last one." He chuckled, fleaing at the fur covering her hips gently, before he leaned in to give her sex one last broad stroke of his tongue, making her moan all over again as her paws found his ears and squeezed.

"Mhmmm... I will never get tired of that." Shadi purred luxuriously, rubbing the edge's of her lover's ears between her thumbs and fingertips. Her touch was warm like the sunshine against her chest, and her mind was still in a pleasant haze as he husband pulled himself up across her body.

He traced every curve of her short, chubby figure, letting his hands slide over the dip in her hips, and trace along the tan fur that coated her belly.

"And I will never get tired of you, sexy damned woman you are... I love hearing you moan for me." He growled, crawling slowly up and over her until their hips were level. She reached between his legs, wrapping her fingers around the stiff, dapple foxhood jutting from his sheathe.

"Mmhmm... Care to make me moan some more?" She teased. 

Isiat didn't. His muzzle shot down in a heartbeat, pressing his lips against her own in a rough, passionate kiss as she guided him to her sopping, saliva and cum soaked sex. The fox slipped into her like she had been made for her and her alone. Shadi had taken her share of partners over her years, but by far, the vulpine was her favorite.

He stretched her around his girth, forcing her tight kitty lips open as she moaned back into her husbands kiss. Her breath came in rapid pants through her nostrils, but Isiat was clearly not going to be one for gentleness today. That was just fine with her! His thrusts were rapid, like an overeager mongrel mounting his first bitch, but the frenzied fucking was just what she needed in that moment.

Her master knew her body. He always seemed to know just how she wanted him.

Breaking from the kiss, she gasped as he growled, pounding his pet into the deck chair with thrusts that struck all the right nerves, and all the right places. His tip kissed her cervix with all the gentleness of a battering ram, forcing the air from her lungs in a cry of utter bliss as she let the whole countryside know just what was going on.

He kissed her again to muffle her pleased screams, a deep throated chuckle building in his chest.

"What kitten? Going to pop for me again already?" He teased her, but she was already up and past the point of no return, her entire body humming like a struck chord. She clenched tightly around him as she shut her eyes, letting out a cry of bliss as she-

"Not until I say." He warned her, his teeth fleaing against her throat as his knot ground hard against her spread nether lips.

Shadi gasped, but it was like being doused in ice water! One moment, she had been right there, a nanosecond from tumbling over the edge of that heavenly plateau again, but the moment he spoke, it was gone, reduced to a needy ache in her womb that knew it wouldn't get the relief it sought.

She whined, her large, tufted ears folding back flat against her skull. Her eyes, big and soulful and needy gazed up at her master pleadingly.

"Please sir, I want to cum." She whimpered, her voice tiny and mouse-like. The wet smacks of his knot hitting her vulva rang around the poolside as he took her like he owned her... In trust, he did. The little collar jingling around her neck attested to that much. She'd willingly agreed to it, and he'd gladly accepted it... This was... One of the things that he had needed to teach her, over, and over, and over again until she could go off like a bowstring at the right whispered words from him.

"Please... Isiat-" She pawed at his chest, whining before she reached down, her fingers stroking over his knot, encouraging him to let her have her fun too. He was being mean! All the while, her body was howling at her, like a tidal wave being held up by a sheet of glass. All it would take was his word, just that one little word from him...

"Please what, kitten?" He growled, slowing his thrusts so that he could grind himself against her eager and primed body. It was like playing with a match and fireworks between them, but Isiat wouldn't strike it until he heard exactly what he wanted from the eager, whimpering mess he'd made his wife into.

"Please... I want to cum... Pleasepleaseplease~ Oh please master!" She finally broke, begging her husband for the release her body was all but screaming for.

He just smirked at her, the arrogant vulpine he was. This was exactly where he wanted her to be, and she knew it as well as he did. He knew exactly what he did to her. He knew exactly how to tease her right up until the very last moment, drawing out her pleasure and blissful torture as long as possible.

He growled, and started thrusting again, and it was all Shadi could do to spread her messy thighs and give herself to him completely. One of his fingers hooked under her collar as he pulled her up for a kiss, his tongue twisting and wrestling with her own inside her muzzle. She could still taste herself on him, the taste of the pleasure he gave her, sweet, yet spicy like cinnamon sugar.

His knot spread her sex at what felt like an agonizingly slow rate. The first few times, he had all but forced it into her tight, feline body, not made for such big canine cocks. But just like with her role as his pet, she had learned, and her body had as well, until even after their first child, she could still grip him hard enough to deny him entry if she so chose.

She never did. She knew exactly where she wanted that thick bulb of flesh to go.

"Ahhh~ Isiat! Do it, tie me like your bitch and breed me." She hissed. He corrected her lip with a quick little tug on her collar that robbed her of air for just a moment before he dove back into the kiss and his thrusting with a wild abandon. She felt the resistance in her body fading as he fucked her more and more, the deck chair scraping against the tiles from the force of their almost feral rutting, the male above her grunting and growling as his knot began to pry her open.

"Cum for me then, Pet."

Everything after that was a blur of sensations mixed together like someone had haphazardly tossed them in a blender and turned it on maximum.

Stars were the least of what she saw. She felt him throbbing, hard as steel within her as his knot sank inside her tight, arousal soaked passage, and locked behind her lips. She felt every hot blast of his vulpine seed as it poured into her like a hose, mixing with her own nectar as she gave his dappled prick a fresh coating of kitty cum, the lioness going limp beneath him as he completed both of them.

She dopily remembered being picked up, her husband still breeding her as he carried her to a less ruined deck chain, and lay her on her side, his paws and tails wrapped about her tightly, protectively.

When the world came back into focus minutes later, she blinked, her husband's icy blue eyes gazing right into her own. He was smiling, like the very first time he'd told her he loved her, and he mouthed those same exact words as he placed a delicate kiss upon her forehead.

"Mhhmmm.... Love you Isiat..." She mumbled dopily. Gods above, if his tongue was wicked, his cock was absolutely the Devil's plaything. At some point, he'd slipped out of her, and she could feel the mess between her thighs cooling as his seed matted her fur. No matter... She'd go for a dip in the pool later and it would wash right out.

"I'll leave you to recover a few... Lunch and another round once I'm done with this meeting?" He asked, sitting himself up slowly. Gods, she loved watching the way the muscles under his fur seemed to ripp- Wait. Meeting?!

She let out a very feline whine, like a cat being denied attention. That was exactly how she felt about his meeting.

"What meeting? You said no work-"

"I know, I know. It'll be quick, and Scion's paying me quadruple rate, and you get another spa day out of the deal." He tried to sell the idea to her, but she simply folded her arms across her chest, pouting playfully as her husband pulled his robes back on, trying to make himself presentable.

She let out a quiet rowl of displeasure. Well, work was certainly one way to spoil her afterglow.

"Mrrhhmm... You're lucky you got the spa day as well, else I'd just tell you're getting nothing for the rest of the weekend... But you have to come with me." She made her compromise for giving up his time... Didn't matter that relaxing in the sun for a while sounded just perfect right now, his mess still dripping from her slit.

"Fine, go do what you're going to do, and hurry back to me. No telling what I'll get into while you're gone." That, at least was true. Shadi had a bad habit of being exactly like an overgrown cat when left to her own devices. The lioness had even gone as far as to claw up his leather office chair one time he'd unexpectedly had to leave on a sudden call.

Oh, he'd spanked the ever-loving heck out of her with his belt for that one, but it had been so worth it just to watch his look of incredulous rage turn to one of utter lust. He'd shoved her over his desk and not let her up for over an hour while he fucked her silly.

"Oh, don't you worry.... I fully plan on having you again as soon as I'm done." He made her the promise with that winning smirk of his as he strolled his way back along the edge of the pool to the house, disappearing through one of the sliding doors overlooking the pool.

Well, He would no doubt be longer than he expected if she knew anything about Scion and 'meetings' that he ran. The dragon had hired her as his secretary for a reason after all. At least she could manage his time effectively.

Laying back, she stretched out, enjoying the warm ache of being well shagged, and the sun upon her breasts. Yes, this was the life for her.. Perhaps she could convince Scion to let them have more weekends off like this after they returned home.

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Oh, the money Victor had paid Scion to drag Isiat off on a meeting had been worth it. He smirked to himself, the panther's lithe feline tail swishing mischievously behind him. He crawled through the overgrown grass along the edges of the country road, slowly approaching the house on the edge of the hillside. That was where his prize was waiting after all.

His sleek, black fur contrasted sharply against the war issued camouflage jacket that didn't quiet blend into his surroundings, but that was okay. It just needed to hide him well enough. As he'd learned in Iraq, there wasn't much to be done for midnight black fur when it came to hiding it in the daytime.

He watched as Isiat slipped inside, right on time. Rising, he quickly dashed forwards towards the stone wall that marked the boundaries of the property, and with a running jump that displayed his feline grace and agility, leaped up to grasp the top with his fingertips, and hauled himself over. Oh, that pot from their running bet would be his. After all, what was it at now? Five figures? Six?

He'd really stopped keeping track after Parker's generous contribution from the blue dragon's previous failed attempt. The penalty for being caught hanging from the window in the nude above a busy street in Leeds he supposed. It had been a valiant effort, if it weren't for the photos now on social media of the drake's blue scaled ass hanging from the window of a penthouse apartment.

That wouldn't be Victor. No, the panther was far stealthier than any of the others, owing most of his natural talent to his upbringing and his ancestry. This would be his time to show them all up, and the smug vulpine as well. After all, when the fox was away, the cats would play... His golden, slitted eyes narrowed as he swung to the side, throwing his leg up and over the edge of the wall, using the momentum to haul the rest of his body over as well-

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"Fuck! Ahh! Shit- Cunting dammit!" Shadi cracked one eye open, turning her head as a voice that shouldn't have been here was, and evidently, the owner of the voice was.... In some manner of stuck.

The tan feline's big ears swiveled on her head, listening for the source before she spotted him on the wall beyond the far side of the pool. She sighed. Of course it was Victor. Who else would have had the gall to follow them all the way out here, and then wait for her husband to be absent. Those boys and their silly bet. Didn't they know there was no winning their bet against Isiat?

She couldn't help but giggle at the sight before her though. The Panther's usually smooth mix of East European and English accent was now reverting to his native Ukrainian tongue, and even from over here, she could make out the sharp, hisses of cursing as he hung inverted from his pant-leg on the wall.

"Do you need a hand there?" She asked sarcastically, barely raising her voice. The panther only just then seemed to notice her, eyeing the nude, basking lioness on the other end of the patio from himself. His eyes widened in delight, and a cocky grin stuck his face.

"Heh, I'll be with you in ju-"

He never got to finish the sentence. If that was his best attempt at sexy, the male was in trouble. Shadi couldn't stop her giggling while the panther tried to pick himself up out of the garden bed at the base of the wall, his pants torn by the small metal spikes atop the stone fortification. He brushed himself off as quickly as he could, leaving a long strip of torn camo fabric fluttering in the breeze behind him.

It wasn't that the panther wasn't good looking- Quite on the contrary in fact. Out of all the feline's Shadi had tried dating before she met Isiat, he'd have easily knocked any of them out of the water without so much as a second glance back. He was tall, almost as tall as Isiat, but being less of a father, had the luxury of taking a little more time to hit the gym after work. 

He was athletic, possessing all those well toned, well honed definition one would expect of a big cat and a commando, and like Isiat, he'd maintained that fitness even after leaving the service, though she confessed, she didn't know quite as much about his past as she might have liked. Victor wasn't one to talk much about it, even the few times they'd been drinking together at her home and not just screwing in a pile of fur on the sofa.

Still... She licked her lips, a faint grin tugging at the corner of her lips.

"You came all the way out here just for sweet little me? Is it really that good Victor, or are you just that desperate?" She teased him with her words, her long, fluffy tail swishing against the tiles beneath her seat as she sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the deck chair to face him.

"You know me... The women back home just aren't the same as your sweet, MILF muff... Plus, if it pisses Isiat off..." He chuckled darkly, his tone low, seductive, almost like a purr from the dark furred feline as he stripped his jacket off. Oh, those boys. Always looking for new ways to take a jab at one another.

"Well, you're a little late to start that party... Isiat just had me, but... I'm sure he'll be back in just a few minutes..." She let the suggestion hand as she laid back down on her seat, almost lazily spreading her thighs. Isiat's creamy seed still clung to her outer lips like little beads of pearl, and Shadi took the moment to stretch luxuriously while Victor ditched the rest of his clothes, leaving them in a pile at his feet.

Her tail twitched again. Despite her playful manner, she could already feel her body warming again at the sight of the nude feline, a glistening point of red sticking out from his sheath in sharp contrast to the rest of his fur. 

"At least clean me off first... You can do that much for me first, can't you?" Shadi said with a wickedly teasing purr, the sultry rasp to her voice just the thing to hook the wicked panther with. Plus, she knew all too well that Victor very, very much disliked the taste of cum, especially another man's. 

Victor just gave a dismissive growl, frustrated and pent up.

"How about you put on a show for me? Use that feline grace of yours and clean yourself."

"Hmmmph. Some gentleman you are. Fine. I -will- do it myself... And I'm going to take my time about it." She retorted, huffing. She tried to act mad, but really, who knew her own body better than her master but herself? Besides... Victor knew he was on a time frame. If he wanted her so bad, he should have offered to do it himself... That, and it sent a little thrill down her spine when her 'other' lovers had to clean her after her master had taken her. Isiat as well, as if it was a reminder just who she belonged to.

Of course, that didn't mean he wasn't going to enjoy the show she was about to put on for him. Even as short and chubby as the lioness was, she still possessed that excellent feline flexibility, and without missing a beat, she arched her back, leaning over herself, and gave her own sex a long, tantalizing lick while she eyefucked the panther standing there like he was dumbstruck.

"What? You can't tell me you've never done this yourself... Every cat does at least once..." She teased with a sultry list to her tone. Victor seemed like he was trying to find the words to explain himself, and failing. He was cute once you got him all muddled. She purred as she ran her rough tongue across her puffy, pink vulva, the taste of herself and her lover strong on her taste buds.

Victor’s prick was fully at attention now, and she was certain she had his undivided attention at that, his golden eyes wickedly meeting her emerald and topaz ones.

"You know when you're done I'm going to fuck you until you can't move." He warned her with a deep growl that carried all sorts of naughty promise with it.

"Oh, I'd expect nothing less... But do you really think you can do it without Isiat knowing? Nothing happens without him knowing. You should know that by now." She reminded him. After all, it wasn't for any lack of trying on the boys parts. Isiat was just, well... Better at being sneaky than they were.

"Hehe, not this time... This time you're mine." Victor rumbled, stroking his paw pads across the girthy, feline shaft that jutted proudly from his sheath. He thumb teased at the barbs along his length, teasing them back to flare out before smoothing them back down with a huff of air through his nose.

"Mmhmm... I'll believe that when I see it... Just as soon as I'm done here." Shadi shot him a naughty wink as her lips sealed around her own clit, her tongue brushing a quick loop around the oversensitive bud. She struggled to keep her composure as pleasure shot through her nerves. It wasn't as nice as having someone else do this for her, but, well, when you were left all alone and devoid of toys to help...

Suffice to say, she'd perfected her method. A moan escaped her as she continued to bathe her snatch with her tongue, scooping up any remaining droplets of pearly white cum still clinging to her passage. She was going to draw this out. Victor knew full well he'd be working on a timeframe. She would make him sweat before she finally let him-

Or, at least that had been her plan anyway. Victor, glancing back towards the house, apparently decided that he wasn't going to play her fun little game of tease. The Panther grabbed her by the shoulders, pushing the tan lioness back into the deck chain as he spread her legs around his hips, and ground his maleness against her kitty slit.

"You don't think I know what you're doing? You just want him to catch me don't you? As much as it's fun to see his face when he finds one of us fucking you, Today, I'm going to get that pot, and yours as well!" He smirked, rolling his hips back to drag his barbs over her sensitive lips, glistening in saliva and the panther's already leaking preseed.

"Ooh! Playing rough are you? Go on then. Show me what a big strong kitty you Ayah~" She barely managed to finish teasing him before the former commando hiked her legs up and thrust himself into her, burying his tool to the hilt on the first thrust. Shadi gasped, but Victor gave her no time to recover. He started fucking her like an animal, making her yeowl and hiss in a mixture of bliss and pain as his barbs raked along the insides of her well fucked passage.

Her claws came out, and she dug them into the panther's hands for a moment, making him growl and fuck her harder until she removed them, letting her arms spill back behind her head, her hair sprawled around her in a hot mess.

"Ahh... Isiat isn't going to be forever you know... You'd better hurry up, cat." She taunted him again, but like her husband, she knew how to push all of his friends buttons as well. Victor needed to be given something to show off if she really wanted a good breeding from him. She got exactly what she asked for.

The panther's barbs scraped her insides until she was moaning and meowing like a cat in heat, glad for the soundproofing on the house. Victor leaned over her, shifting his paws to her shoulders. His nose pushed its way under her chin as wet slaps rang out from where their hips collided, his tight, furry sac drawing against his sheath. She tilted her head back submissive and moaned, exposing her throat to the much rougher and passionate male. He parted his jaws and took her entire throat between his teeth, squeezing her airway just enough to make her see stars.

Oh, Isiat would have kicked his ass if he'd seen him treating her like this, but the instinctive feline part of her just moaned like a good queen, her tail lashing about beneath them.

Still, Victor was by no measure a bad lover. He was harsh, and he was firm, and oh did he fuck like a beast possessed His hips went like a blur, each time striking her very core with his barbed tip, tickling her cervix before they dug into her honey-slick walls, dragging out her mate's seed so he could replace it with his own.

Those barbs... Gods above they did things to her that she hated and loved all at once. It was uncomfortable, but at the same time, each sting she felt was accompanied by a type of pleasure she couldn't describe. It was like having the itch of heat scratched just right, but at the same time, like pouring gasoline on an inferno! Combined with the severely reduced oxygen flow to her head from the panther's growling jaws, Shadi's vision exploded into stars as she came like a pile of fireworks to a match.

Her body squeezed him like a vice as it soaked his prick in her lust, his feline prick fitting her snugly as he rutted her, snarling and huffing. Shadi mewled quietly, gasping for air when his teeth finally left her throat, everything coming sharply back into focus while the Panther dumped his load in her belly with a teeth-flashing snarl.

She lashed out at him almost on instinct, squirming and kicking when his barbed flared painfully inside of her. Even as she fought the breeding, she relished in it, triggering buried instincts on a primal level that she indulged with the panther, each throb of his prick deep in her core leaving another ribbon of his seed against her cervix.

To his credit, he managed to hold her down, keeping her forearms pinned as she snapped and hissed, her body heaving in pleasure along with a surge of adrenaline. When the urge to maul the black furred male finally passed, she collapsed in a puddle back against the chair, breathing hard, her equally as messed as the thin fuzz coating her pubic mound.

 "Ahh.... Ha... You've learned better from last time I see..." Shadi managed a sly laugh between pants. Above her, Victor just smirked.

"Mhmm... I hadn't forgot. I've still got the scars to show... Still worth it." He retorted, the feline's tapered, barbed pecker softening only slightly inside of her. He didn't give it the chance to do anymore though, and quickly began thrusting again. Oh, she'd be bruised no doubt, and Isiat would kick his ass if he caught him, but for the pure stamina and feral thrill, Victor was worth it.

"Any red blooded tom knows better than to turn his back on a fresh bred queen... At least you've got more sense than the ones I used to date." Shadi teased, but his length hilted her at the same time, and instead, she just moaned as Victor leaned down to snarl in her ear.

"And I bet I'd have beaten any of them in the sac as well." The cocky prick. He was almost as bad as Isiat.

She shook her head, her ears folding just slightly as he drew a ragged groan of pleasure from between her pretty lips, just like the barbs of his cock dragged a white, creamy mess from her well bred nether lips.

"Mmmmm~ Yes, just like that..." She whined, hissing her ecstasy as he roughly fucked her again. His hips curled into each thrust as he gripped her by the thighs, forcibly spreading her thick thighs further apart so he could bury his cock between them. God only knew how many times the Panther could have gone in a single day if he was left to his own devices, but Shadi suspected it would end with a very sore, very well fucked female sometime in the wee hours of the morning.

"You'd better hurry up... My husband will be back soon." She warned, looking past his thrusting hips at the sliding glass window. She tried her best to keep her facade of smugness up, but being a brat only lasted so long when you had a male like Victor fucking you into the ground.

She had no idea how long Isiat's meeting would be, but the last time he'd caught one of his friends with her without his permission, he'd dragged them outside and seen they were properly reprimanded for breaking his rules. Shadi had gotten away with a firm belt across her upturned rear, but... That she didn't mind so much. It might have well have been a reward as a punishment.

She let out a sultry moan that was low and drawn out as she could, the feline's jaw hanging open in a expression that was best described as fucked silly. Victor just chuckled, leaning down to roughly take one of her tits between his lips, nipping and suckling on the stiff and sensitive nub of flesh, all the while pounding her with in an almost reckless frenzy of thrusting and snarling.

He might not have been the longest lasting of her list of approved lovers, but damned if he didn't have the stamina to just keep going until either he or his chosen bitch of the night couldn't stand. He'd have fucked her raw given the opportunity, but with how much and how often he could cum, keeping an adequate supply of lube was never an issue. Even now she could feel his prick throbbing, those barbs stiffening and clawing into her sensitive tunnel, his tip hosing her with a fresh round of precum.

"Rrrrhh. Ready to get bred, kitten?"

"Ahhh~ You already did once. Why would you even ask? You wouldn't pull out even if I did care-" Shadi pointed out between moans, her tail curling around her hips to curl over the back of the panther's hips while he busily switched which nipple his rough tongue was abusing, a smirk on his features as he met her eyes for just a moment.

"Good girls don't waste a gift of seed." He growled, and his teeth found her throat again, clamping tight.

Shadi yeowled in pleasure as she hit her peak mere moments before the panther deep in her snatch did, her body clenching around his girth like a hot, messy vice. She coated his barbed prick with her lust, even as he snarled and bit at her, covering her cervix in his off-white seed while she covered his back in fresh claw marks in a very typical lioness reaction to being bred.

He jerked away from her as the last of his climax tapered, enacting a snarl and a loud hiss from Shadi as she took another parting swipe at his face, before laying back down, panting and breathless to recover from her climax.

Victor simply chuckled, the smug male looking down at the mess he'd made of his friend's wife.

"Now, how do you plan to clean that up before he gets back?" He growled, rolling his shoulders, the sting from the fresh scratches on his back still fresh and raw like the sticky mess coating Shadi's belly and thighs.

Shadi just grinned right back at him, purring lazily as she bent over, dragging her tongue across her sore and puffy sex lips, lapping up a large dollop of the feline's creamy seed in that single pass. Without hesitating, she swallowed it, the tone of her rumbling deepening.

"Now, why would I need to do that? You're the one about to get a bath." She offered in ways of an answer, leaving Victor looking suddenly very confused.

"Wha-"

He caterwauled as a fist grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, another grabbing him by the base of his tail, and in a single motion, Isiat hurled the black furred feline bodily into the pool with a splash of water that sent droplets flying everywhere.

Shadi lifted one paw to shield her face from the spray.

"This used to be the boss's place Victor. I had you out by the road an hour ago... Now fetch my phone while you're in there would you? I'm going to take Shadi inside and fuck her silly again." Isiat snickered from the side of the pool, looming over his pet.

“And towel off before you come in. I don’t need any more wet cat in the house.”