After a few seconds, my brain managed to rewire itself so that I could finally find words to speak, "I'd be disappointed if you didn't, my gorgeous lady."

She smiled back and subtly bit her lip. 

"Come get it, Tigress," I beckoned.

Without a second thought, the love of my life kissed my member goodbye before clambering on top of me. She placed her paws on either side of my head and hovered above, her breasts hanging in front of my face. 

She was going to ride me again, and I couldn't have been more excited.

I looked down at her fuzzy abdomen leading down to her puffy vaginal lips while she lowered them onto my erection. Her ruby beams were locked onto me, excited to connect our bodies for the third time. We wanted each other more than anything else, and we were finally both about to have our desires fulfilled. The entire tent felt electric.

Finally, after weeks of little contact, and without further hesitation, Tigress mounted me. 

My eyes shot open and I grunted loudly, groaning my feline's name. 

She did the same, "Oh yes! Oh Braden!"

Much to my surprise, she linked our genitals far more aggressively than our past encounters, slamming herself down and immediately taking in the entirety of my length at once. She also took no time to begin bouncing her hips up and down on me. If I hadn't known any better, I would've thought she was in heat.

Tigress noticed my shocked demeanor and sloppily inquired, "Mmmph, uhn, are you-ohhh, are you okay my love?"

I firmly grasped her outer thighs, "Hah, I'm great Tigress. Mmm, holy shit. I just...didn't know you liked it like this."

Her head cocked to the side slightly and she looked slightly puzzled, but her humping didn't slow. 

"I would've went faster for you if I'd known. Sorry taking it so slow before," I clarified, struggling to speak with a tiger straddling me and my member.

Her eyes narrowed again, but this time they seemed sad. Her pace slowed slightly as well. I felt bad, and didn't want to make her feel like that in the slightest.

But before I could speak, she laid her torso down on my chest, put a paw on my cheek, and kissed me. 

Kissing felt so much more exhilarating while being inside her.

Unfortunately, she broke it off fairly quick. But what she said next meant even more.

Still passionately taking me with her lower half, she spoke gently in her sultry voice, "You have nothing to apologize for, Braden. I love the way you do it. I love it slow, and I love it fast. I love you, and every way I get to have you."

My heart was overwhelmed. Her warmth gripped tightly around my excitement and the pouring out of her feelings was nearly too much to bear. I wanted to cry.

I could've died happy right there, right then. But then I wouldn't have been able to experience her further.

I didn't know how to reply to such a beautiful sentiment, so I simply pulled her face back to mine and locked our lips once again. I placed my other hand on her lower back and helped increase the impact of her hips' thrusts. With our lips sealed, the only sounds to be heard was the gentle flapping of our tent in the wind and the steady sloshing of our genitals mating. 

It felt beyond heavenly. I knew that technically I had, but I swore in that moment that I had never been so deep inside her. She lowered her hips so much, so low, that there wasn't half an inch of my length left to cold. If her interior hadn't been so soft and welcoming, she probably would've tore my foreskin.

Up and down Tigress went, greedily mounting my throbbing girth. She wasn't going fast, no, but she utilized her strength masterfully to make each thrust count, putting a sense of purpose and drive behind every movement. She would often lift herself up to where only my tip resided within her, before quickly taking the rest of it back in and coating me with a fresh coat of her natural lubrication. When she'd come back down, she would pivot backwards and forwards, using my pelvic bone as a grindstone for her clitoris. 

It was at times like these, I couldn’t believe that I was the sole receiver of Tigress' lust. Her natural talent for mating and pleasuring her lover seemed too adept not to be chalked up to years of prior experience. It was heavily contrasted by my amateur performance. The fact that no other man had had the profound privilege of burying his manhood inside this godess' loins, and that I was the first peasant to achieve such a monumental feat, left me dumbfounded and in absolute bewilderment. I hoped I wouldn't only be the first, but also the only to achieve this. It was an honor I didn't take lightly, and one I was going to make sure I earned.

Our lips were still tightly locked. I pet her upper back with one hand, and her lower with the other. The latter, at my command, worked its way down and clasped a thick slab of her busy, meaty bottom. If it wasn't already obvious by my pulsing erection, I wanted to remind her how much I was loving her body. How fucking sexy she was. How much I cherished making love with her. Even if she was fully in charge at this moment. 

Her furry breasts and belly massaged my torso with every buck of her hips. Her mouth, her vagina, her butt, her breasts, her fur, her warmth; I felt like I was getting to experience all of her all at once, and frankly, I was shocked she hadn't finished me yet. If I had to guess how I was able to withstand such passionate attention, it would have to have been my burning desire to ensure that she reached her threshold as well.

I hadn't realized it in my euphoric state, but my moans and grunts had grown quite loud and frequent. 

My unadulterated pleasure coaxed a playful tease from my partner, "You really like me on top, don't you handsome?" she cooed with labored breath.

I struggled to speak, "I... I think it might be my favorite," I moaned.

"Hmhm," she chuckled, slowing her hips, "is that so?"

I looked down between her hanging breasts and watched the reveal of my length as she unsheathed me from her loins, "Definitely," I replied.

Much to my disappointment, the passionate feline dismounted me. Initially, I thought I had done or said something wrong, but apparently it was quite the opposite.

Tigress, on her paws and knees, crawled in front of me to where she resided just at the end of my feet, facing away. Naked and panting, she looked back at me over her right shoulder and asked, "But how can you be so sure... when there's so much we've yet to try?"

A devious smile took my face hostage. But before I could even utter a word, my companion found yet another way to stoke my desire.

"I heard some men enjoy this position..." she teased, arching her back and slowly lifting her tail upright.

Not dissimilar to the drawing of curtains at the beginning of a play, Tigress presented her openings to me in all of their glory. While I had obviously seen these parts of her before, this was a first in this position and context. 

Simply put, I was floored. 

Seeing her like this made me feel like an animal in heat, despite being male and human. I suddenly felt an insatiable need to mount her. Take her. Fuck her. Bury myself in her as deep as possible. But I knew this need would be fulfilled quickly, so I attempted to contain my excitement. After all, she was already offering up her rump on a sliver platter. I didn't need to rush. She was already mine for the taking.

"What are you waiting for, love?" she inquired, jiggling her behind to intice me.

I didn't need any more inticing. I would already do anything for that butt.

"Just taking in the view, gorgeous. But I won't keep you waiting any longer..." I replied.

I slowly closed the couple feet of distance between us. She continued looking back at me on all fours, her tail wagging seductively. Her bottom looked too delicious in this position. I couldn't mount her before fulfilling the desire that had just overtaken me.

I lowered my head to her plump behind and planted a kiss on her right cheek. It was soft, warm, malleable, and it compressed at the touch of my lips. 

Tigress giggled, "Mmhm, still hungry I see?"

I strafed over to her left cheek and planted a second kiss there, passing by her hot opening on the way.

"For you? Always..." I replied.

I was still throbbing despite not having any physical stimulation for a couple minutes. These slow moments of foreplay and teasing turned me on just as much as our passionate humping did. But I knew I couldn’t take the wait much longer.

I brought my face back to the right slightly, not to her other buttock, but in-between them both. Her pink lips sparkled with the nectar of the gods while its companion opening called to me just the same. How could I, a mere mortal, resist such a temptation? The simple answer to that question: I could not.

I buried my face in her butt, needily lapping her vagina with my tongue. My nose brushed and inhaled the orifice above it; it smelled clean and natural. Tigress gasped and clenched the bedroll with her claws.

"Braden!" she moaned. 

I lovingly sucked and chewed her juicy sex, feeling I owed her a debt for not finishing her earlier. Her body began to tremble once again while her symphony of moans resumed their set. Meanwhile, I locked my arms around her thighs to hold her in place, allowing me to dine with greater ease. 

My mouth quickly became soiled with tiger lust from my nose to my chin. Now that I was tasting her for a second time, I realized how much I enjoyed this act. The amount she enjoyed it, the salty/sweet taste of her loins; it was all incredibly arousing. Plus it meant I won the privilege of feeling her warm muzzle wrapped around my shaft in return. I couldn’t imagine a better deal.

During my felacio, Tigress moaned a request, "Unnh, Braden... you can - oh my - go a little higher...."

I knew exactly what she meant, for her other entrance resided only a couple inches above the one I was pleasing. It stared at me needily, almost as if it was making the request itself. I had never really thought about this part of her that much, especially with how much satisfaction her genitals already provided. The more I stared back at it, however, the more enticing it was becoming. It was looking as delicious as her vagina. She did give me permission after all... what kind of lover would I be to deny my companion of further pleasure? 

I casually wriggled my tongue up her vanity until I reached the small stretch of land between caverns. It was fuzzy and soft and mostly flavorless. She exhaled strongly from my treatment of this area. I lapped it up nicely for a few moments, attempting to tease her and build up anticipation. 

Before long, I reached her anal opening. I was gentle with it, carefully poking and prodding the warm entrance in order to "test the waters."

"Oh yes, Braden... right there..." she whispered.

I was happy that my feline was enjoying my actions, albeit a bit surprised at the same time. Even in my wildest fantasies about the kung fu master, before many of them came to fruition, I had never imagined the tiger being interested in anal stimulation. It seemed perhaps too taboo or risqué for her, but I suppose that's not something you can know about someone until getting to know them intimately as we were. However, I would be telling an unforgivable lie if I said that this discovery about her didn't drive my desires even further.

Its flavour was less distinguished as her sister below, but still pleasant to my tastebuds nonetheless. It was much tighter as well evidently, giving less response to my tongue than her womanhood. I attempt to breach it's defenses and push deeper into her walls, but I was mostly unsuccessful. Perhaps extended excavation with a larger appendage would aid this objective in the future, but for now, I would simply continue my business on the surface level.

I swept across it to and fro, and ran circles around its perimeter. Every so often I would dip back down into familiar territory in order to lubricate, as well as signify my loyalty to the part of her that I had come to adore so deeply. 

A few minutes passed before Tigress interrupted my feast, speaking between desperate moans, "Take me, my love. Make me yours...."

I didn't need to be told twice. As much as we were enjoying the discovery of oral pleasures with one another, we both craved penetration. We wanted to mate.

I sat upright on my knees and placed a hand on her bum for balance. I took my still-very-stiff length into my hand and peeled back my foreskin. My tip was becoming red from all the attention it was getting and was still damp from my tiger's depths. It was about to be fully soiled once more. 

I brought it close to its destination, just close enough to feel the radiating heat that I was becoming more and more familiar with. My sword pulsed and her sheath twitched. I wasn't going to deny their unification any longer. I pushed my thighs flush against her thick bottom and plunged myself deep into her hot, pink folds. We both exhaled with lustful satisfaction. 

Yup, this entrance was definitely still my favorite.

"My lord, Tigress..." I moaned, tightly gripping her hips and already beginning a series of passionate humps. 

She looked back at me in response, giggling and biting her lip. 

The fur on her butt was chiefly white, with her orange and stripes encroaching in from the top curves as well as the sides of her thighs. It looked delectable; even more so with my manhood sliding in and out of it. My focus was dialed in on it, her jiggling perfection utterly hypnotizing me. I wanted to squeeze it as we went, but I refrained in order to keep my view unobstructed. 

"Mmmnph," she moaned, "enjoying the view back there?"

I hadn't realized that it had been a couple minutes since I began gawking at her behind. My hips were on autopilot and the rest of me hadn't tended to the lovely lady.

"Oops, aha, my bad, Tigress," I laughed awkwardly.

"Heh, mmm, just... no daydreaming on the job...."

She bucked her hips back into mine, taking my length even harder.

"You must focus - ah! - on your training... no distractions...."

This statement aroused me further, but it also made me snicker.

I replied with heavy breath, "I didn't know we were training right now. I hadn't planned on using this technique on our enemies...."

Tigress cackled and moaned simultaneously, breaking the "kung fu master" tone she was using with me, "If you're going to stare at my ass, just don't make it your top priority!"

I laughed as well, humping her at a faster pace.

"Hey, I didn't stop doing this though," I teased before pushing deep into her warmth. 

"Mmmm," she moaned and closed her eyes," very fair point, handsome."

"And in my defense..." I added, keeping the ruse going for too long perhaps, "...excuse my language... but your ass is so fucking hot."

"Mmhmm, oh Braden... I'm very glad you like it."

I looked down at it again, watching my glistening length submerge and re-emerge from it in a steady rhythm. I slapped my hand down her left cheek and took a handful into my grip. Her insides felt slightly different from this angle, but still heavenly all the same.

In that moment, between the still-howling wind outside, the flapping of our tent in response, and the musical affirmations of satisfaction from my partner, it was the sound of our mating that inticed me the most. My pelvis colliding with her furry rump created a satisfying 'ploof' with every thrust. Similar to the 'slap' accompanied by human on human intercourse, it was simple, yet so divine in its complexity. While basic in its own right, the intention, emotion, and context behind it made it so much more. Passion, desire, and lust were all vital ingredients in creating such a sound. It was an amalgamation of so many factors, that to anyone besides the creators of the sound, would mean little to nothing. 

Even though we were enjoying this new position, I knew she craved more stimulation.

I was more than happy to oblige.

Still bucking my hips into her rear, I hunched over, reached underneath, and ran my fingers through the fur on her belly, gently petting and rubbing it. Even this part of her body turned me on. Her reply was a vibrating purr that my other hand absorbed through her backside. Little did she know, I was just getting started. 

I slowly glided my explorer hand down between her thighs. Still becoming familiar with her body and it's wonderful facilities, I felt around with my fingers a bit before I located her weak spot. She let out a sharp moan and sung my name with her sultry tone.

Bullseye. 

I began rubbing her clitoris with my fingers, making small circles and zigzags with it. She moaned even louder now with her vagina being penetrated and rubbed simultaneously.

"How's that gorgeous? You like that?" I teased.

"Oh gods, mmmph, Braden... so... so good!" she cried.

It certainly was. I was in complete euphoria taking her like this. Even more so now that I knew how much she was. So much, in fact, I wasn't sure just how much more of her I could handle. My desire to please Tigress was allowing me to last longer, but as impressed as I was with my stamina during our third encounter, I could feel it would soon be coming to another explosive end.

My other hand that was clasping her rump decided to join it's partner's expedition, reaching underneath and latching onto her left breast. My hips were now fully autonomous with no manual intervention, taking her depths on their own accord. She too was now consistently and masterfully bucking her hips back into mine. 

Our moans both clashed and fused in the cold winter air. We were no longer nervous, or confused, or ashamed for our feelings toward another. We made love with confidence and purpose. This is what it felt like to be completely united, physically and spiritually. To become one with another. Tiger and human, sexually linked in love and passion. It felt perfect.

In that moment, I couldn’t describe what came over me. Either out of instinct or primal desire, I leaned forward and bit Tigress' nape, not violently, but aggressively taking a significant portion of her neck fur and flesh into my mouth.

"Braden! Mmmph, what are you - ah!" she cried.

She seemed startled by my sudden act of bestial nature, but ultimately enjoyed it all the same. Her insides gripped me tighter as my hips grew increasingly faster by the second. Both of our bodies knew the conclusion was rapidly approaching. 

Also apparently caught up in the heat of the moment, Tigress pleaded, "Spank me, Braden! Ah! Mmmph! Do it!"

For some reason, this desperate request snapped me out of my predator mindset. My hips did not slow, and my grip on her breast, nape, and clit did not release, but my sane perspective slipped back into control.

While we had practiced our moves on one another before, it was mostly grappling and wrestling accompanied by some light sparring. Typically no hard striking. I knew how strong and resilient she was, but despite how much I wanted to fulfill her each asnd every wish, I was slightly concerned about striking her in such a vulnerable situation. 

I continued for a few moments without adhering to her demands, but this didn't quench her thirst.

"C'mon handsome, ah, mmmm, spank me!" she moaned again. 

I had no choice.

I released her nape from my jaw, kissing it goodbye as I pulled away. I took my hand off of her vagina for the first time in a good five minutes, while relieving my other of her soft mammary. I placed them both on her upper back where I lovingly caressed her orange and black shoulder blades. Then I ran my hands down her back, combing her fur with my fingers the entire way to her round buttocks. 'Ploof,' 'ploof,' 'ploof!' Our hips refused to slow nonetheless. 

Tigress looked back at me for the first time in a while, flustered and panting, still happily taking my member, " Do it, Braden. Please...."

Despite my reservations, I obliged.

I held her bottom with my left hand, and lifted my right up above my head. I brought it down with haste, slapping it on her right cheek. The sound was a bit heavier than our genitals colliding, but still muffled from her fur. My partner issued a hardy moan, finally getting what she was nearly begging me for. 

"Ohohoho, gods, yes..." she trembled.

I was just glad I didn't hurt her. Although hard to tell at this point in the evening, I swore I could feel her becoming even wetter. I couldn’t take much more.

Tigress slammed her rear against my pelvis faster than before, now taking on the majority of the humping. I could tell she was also close. I wasn't certain why she hadn't climaxed sooner. I had hoped it could be chalked up to the couple of interruptions we experienced or frequent switching of positions, but regardless, I wanted to make sure she got hers before I got mine.

"You can do it harder, babe," she affirmed looking at me over her shoulder with a twinkle in her eye, "I won't break."

With that permission, I decided I was going to give her everything she wanted; and more. I spanked her again, harder than before. Her butt jiggled and she yelped with ecstasy. 

I quickly followed it up with another on the opposite cheek, to which she replied, "Ffffuck, Braden, mmmmph, do it again!"

I gave her bottom another hardy slap, and decided to join in on the dirty talk, "You're a naughty girl, aren't ya?" 

She stared back at me in a fit of lust, biting her lip and hyperventilating simultaneously. This was getting too hot. I needed her to finish asap, or I would be taking her place in line. I decided to add another element to my worshipping of her behind: I tightly gripped the base of her tail.

Her eyes widened and she smiled maliciously, seemingly impressed I thought of that without being told. I pulled it harder in response.

I spanked her over and over again, yanking her tail and pounding as deep and as hard into her loins as I could muster. This was quickly becoming a work out just as much as it was sex. I was sweaty despite the cold, and had sore thighs and knees. I was quickly depleting my physical and sexual stamina. If this didn't do the job, I didn't know what would.

Then, almost on cue, when I thought I would never push my lady over the edge; it happened.

Tigress roared mightily, like I had never heard before. She unsheathed her claws entirely and tore into our bedroll. Her insides contorted wickedly, squeezing my length so tight that it nearly hurt. Her vagina locked me in place and halted my movements entirely. I was relieved I finally got her to reach her threshold, but frankly shocked at just how powerful it was this time. I couldn’t tell who was enjoying her orgasm more: me or her. 

The most shocking element of this third climax wasn't the sheer strength of her vaginal muscles, or the spine-tingling howl she released, but rather the hot liquid dripping down the front of my thighs. 

Tigress had squirted. All over me.

It covered my genitals and thighs, with some on my abdomen as well. It dripped down and pooled at the compression of her knees in the bedroll. The sensation of this, accompanied by the understanding that my actions caused this euphoric release, had me edging and the verge of finishing inside my companion.

The feline relaxed after a brief period. Her claws retracted and her spastic interior slowly released me from its clutches. Her torso was expanding and contracting rapidly, like she had just fought off a band of raiders without assistance. I pulled myself out of her immediately after being set free, for I felt I would've filled her with my seed if I hadn't. 

I sat back and took a pause, allowing my lungs and heart to have a well-earned respite. I looked down and observed my member. It was this part of me that had worked the hardest that night. It was even more red than before, bright from the vigorous humping. I found a couple stray strands of orange and white under my foreskin, where even more of her natural fluids managed to seep into. All signs of a successful sexual encounter with a tiger. 

Tigress followed my lead and sat her well-worn bottom down on the bedroll just a couple feet in front of me.

We exchanged rewarding smiles with each other.

"Are you okay, Tigress? That was... intense," I inquired.

"Oh Braden..." she gushed.

"That was so... you were just-" she tried to find the words to describe her ecstasy, but her attention shifted, "wait, did I -" 

She noticed the soiled bedding, as well as my wet lower half. For some reason, she seemed embarrassed or ashamed.

"I'm...so sorry! I didn't mean to do that. I didn't even know I could – that's never happened..." she stammered with a paw over her muzzle.

With this train of thought quickly spiraling out of control, I crawled over to her and kissed her on the lips, cutting off her self-deprecation. I didn't want her to think for one second that I was anything but delighted and humbled by the holy nectar she had just bestowed upon me. 

I passionately took her mouth with mine for a few moments, before whispering, "That was literally the hottest thing I've ever experienced. You are amazing, and I want to make you cum like that forever."

Tigress smiled and blushed before kissing me back, "Oh Braden.... You, you really mean that?"

"Absolutely I do. I don't think I've ever wanted anything more, Tigress."

"I love you, Braden. I love you so, so much."

"Not as much as I love you, my feline queen."

We were both welling up when she pulled me close to her naked body and tightly wrapped her arms around me. Her warm embrace was just as pleasing as her interior one. I hugged her back.

I accidentally poked her with my impatient erection at the same time. This ended the loving embrace prematurely, leaving Tigress with a quirky grin on her face.

"I suppose it's my turn to finish you, eh, big boy?" she teased playfully.

Any loss of arousal during our break was now immediately and wholly restored with this comment. 

"Well, I mean, if you're offering..." I replied, acting as if I wasn't dying to dive back inside her. 

She giggled sweetly and pecked me on the cheek, "How would you like to have me, my love?"

Holy fuck.

I nearly climaxed from these words alone. If there was an all-deciding, all-knowing being somewhere out there, I wanted to kiss their feet for allowing this to happen. 

I collected myself and my excitement, before deciding on how I wanted our third sexual encounter to end, "Could... you maybe lay on your back for me?"

Her eyes narrowed and she smiled once more, "Why, of course I can. Come...."

I wanted to finish the way all of this started. But this time, I wanted to do it right.

The generous tiger wasted no time in granting my request. Still clinging onto my shoulders with her powerful paws, she scooted herself back slightly to avoid the soaked section of bedding. Then, she laid herself down and sprawled out, spreading her damp, furry thighs open wide for me. 

"Tigress..." I muttered, probably with my mouth agape.

"All set, handsome. Ready when you are..." she cooed, making a subtle downward nod with her head.

I gulped, trying not to tremor from the excitement. Then I climbed over top of her, placing my hands beside both of her shoulders and lowering my pelvis down between her legs. This time, I did not prod her to build anticipation, I did not stall, I did not miss. I lowered my erection to the exact place it needed to be, before pushing it deep into her blazing hot vagina once again. 

"Mmm, there you go, handsome," she whispered while taking me in.

I lowered most of weight on top of her, pressing her breasts snugly up against my chest and burying my face in her fluffy neck. I realized in this moment how much I missed these aspects of her when taking her from behind. As amazing as it was, to me, it didn't hold a candle to this position. 

I made love to her slow, passionately. I had only perhaps another minute or two in me before climax, and any faster would turn that remaining time into seconds. Tigress wrapped her arms around my back and her legs around my waist, moaning gently into my ear as I dipped in and out of her. They weren't as intense as a few moments ago, but they were more intimate and contained. It was indeed true what she said earlier: she did enjoy it both ways. As did I.

I savored every moment, every sensation as I grew ever closer to orgasm, for I knew this could possibly be the last time we shared like this. At least for a while. But I shook this creeping sentiment for the time being, and focused what stamina I had left on enjoying my lover.

I pecked her neck before pulling my face out and bringing my mouth to hers. I explored her feline mouth with my tongue and lips while still greedily taking her lower half. I fondled a breast with one hand and groped her lovely bum with the other. I could feel myself becoming addicted to her body; every inch of it.

Tigress grasped the back of my head with her paw and slowly separated our lips. Her amber eyes twinkled and her hot breath gave me goosebumps.

She had something to say, "Mmph, Braden...."

"What is it, baby?" I asked after kissing her fuzzy cheek.

"Don't worry about pulling out this time...."

For some reason, it took me a second to understand what she just said. It felt like a had a miniature hot flash. My heart rate increased and my ears rang slightly.

Did she... just say I could cum inside her? 

"Are you okay, love?" she checked, apparently since I blanked out after her initial statement.

I smiled and my face got red hot, "Wha- um, are, are you sure?" I stammered.

Her eyes narrowed once again as she became flattered by my evident excitement, "I looked into it... and we've got the greenlight."

My body had apparently already accepted the permission before my mind had, kicking my pace up a gear without my knowledge.

"Hmhm, someone's excited..." she chuckled with pleasure.

Tigress placed her other paw on my lower back and pulled my hips deeper into her.

"You're - unnh fuck, - positive you want this, Tigress?" I asked again, hoping she would still say yes.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life," she affirmed, echoing my words from last time.

That was all I needed to hear.

"Oh, Tigress... oh, gorgeous... Fffuuuucckk," I groaned, unable to say anything more elegant.

I squeezed her assets even harder as I plunged my throbbing girth in and out of her warm tightness. It felt unimaginable. With the revelation she just shared, and the incomparable sensations throughout my entire figure, I was finished. 

This was it. I couldn't last any longer.
I looked into Tigress' eyes. They were burning with lust and love. Her expression already spoke the same sentiment she was about to say aloud, "Give it to me, Braden. Give me all of it."

And with those ethereal words, I couldn’t do anything but oblige.

I collapsed on top of my feline lover, and pushed my length as deep as I could into her pink folds; fully hilted. 

"Oh Tigress, oh baby, ooohhh fuck..." I moaned.

And just like that, nature took its course. My body surged wickedly and I began shooting my thick seed deep into my feline companion. I couldn't believe this was happening.

"That's it, Braden... oh yes, my love," she sung.

I let out a primal roar into her neck as I came inside my lover for the first time. She hugged me tight and held me close to her as I finished, lovingly and happily accepting my climax inside her. She moaned along with me as she too was enjoying the sensation. Now that there was no concern of where I finished, I felt like I had complete freedom to enjoy her body in all of its splendor.

I was trembling from the overwhelming satisfaction. I felt completely drained and weak, yet never felt so alive. Words couldn't accurately describe the feeling even if I tried. 

After what seemed liked a long, enigmatic journey through time and space, I eventually came down and the last few drops of my semen sputtered out. I looked up into her eyes, resting my head on her soft chest and still reeling from what just happened. 

I didn't know what to say. Maybe nothing needed to be said.

Tigress kissed my forehead and I her cheek. Her soft fur comforted by now-weary body. We were both spent and in need of a good rest.

I clumsily dismounted her, pulling my sticky member out of her for the final time that evening. In response, we both released a resounding exhale before I collapsed on the bedroll beside her.

We laid there nude, momentarily catching our breaths. Both overwhelmingly satisfied, both deeply in love.

I rolled my head over to look at her, and simply said, "Hey."

Tigress looked at me and giggled, "Hehe, hello...."

"I'm getting a little chilly laying here."

"Hmm, is that so?"

"I could use a blanket, or... maybe some fur?"

"You should try growing some. Works like a charm."

"I bet it does. Maybe I could borrow yours for now, though? Or that blanket?"

"Perhaps both would help?"

"Oh, most definitely."

She shuffled over to me and closed the gap between us, bringing along a pillow and blanket that were tossed to the wayside. She draped her naked body over me and rested her soft breasts and belly on the side of my torso. She then pulled the blanket over both of us before resting her head on my chest.

"Better?" she asked.

"Perfect," I replied.

I held her snugly so that I could feel her breathing and heartbeat. Her warmth gave me goosebumps.

The silence was calming and peaceful. The wind outside had eased slightly and our oil lamp provided a soothing buzzing sound. Tigress purred in my embrace. 

As nice as it was, I felt the need to talk about the instrusive thought I had a few minutes earlier.

"We... sure made a mess, eh?" I asked, beating around the bush.

"Mmmm, yes, I suppose we did. I think that means we did it right, doesn't it?" she suggested playfully.

"Haha, yes... I know you did it right at least."

"Oh, trust me, big guy, you definitely did it right..." she praised, referring to the bedding soiled with her lust.

We paused for a moment, still cuddling. It seemed we wouldn't be having a meal that evening, as there was no way either of us wanted to let the other go. Now that it was quiet again, I attempted to bring up my concerns once more (and failing spectacularly).

"I-uh...this doesn't really need to be said, but I love having sex with you, Tigress," I "confessed."

She retorted sarcastically, "Oh... really? Hmm, I never would have guessed...."

I chuckled awkwardly. I didn't want to ruin the beautiful evening we shared, but I couldn't repress the turmoil churning inside me. I just had to rip the bandage off.

"Tigress... do- what happens when we get back? To us, I mean."

She directed her stunning beams at me up from my chest, "What do you mean, love?"

"Couples like us... relationships like ours... they - most people don't understand."

She looked downward again and rested her head over my heart.

I continued, "I don't want this to end. I want to be with you. But I don't want our... your life ruined just because others can't accept what we do... what we are." 

Tigress sat up slightly and rested her forearms on my chest, placing her chin upon them and looking directly into my eyes.

"Did you ever think we'd be doing this?" she asked in a soft tone.

"What do you mean?"

"Kissing, hugging, cuddling... making love?"

"Um, well, I mean, I definitely thought about it more than a few times. I can't say that I thought it would actually happen, though."

"And here we are. Enjoying all of those things to our hearts' content."

"Of course, Tigress. And it's the best thing that's ever happened to me. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. But how can we live if we'll just be ridiculed, harassed, torn apart?"

She took a digit and started tracing small circles on my chest.

"Remember that feeling when our bodies first connected? When you were first inside of me?"

"I... of course I do. I could never forget that."

"I never thought I would be with someone like this. Share my body with someone like this. But at some point, I realized that I wanted to share it with you."

"Tigress... I...."

"That exact moment... when I felt your affection for me... I knew that I wanted to feel that for the rest of my life. I wanted you to be my mate."

I was speechless. Completely and utterly speechless.

"I knew that I wouldn't let anyone or anything get in the way of that. Get in the way of us."

My lip quivered slightly and my eyes became moist.

"So those that matter will support us, and those that don't, matter not. All that matters is the answer to this question...."

She paused and looked at me intently. I was completely dialed in on her, trying not to burst into tears.

"Will you... be my mate, Braden?"

No words had ever pierced my soul so deeply. It was the exact thing I'd dreamt of hearing her say. Ever since we were children.

I sniffled slightly, and smiled, "I think I would have to be the biggest idiot on the planet - in the universe - to say no to that..."

Tigress smiled as her eyes welled up the same as mine, before it broke into a thankful laugh. I pulled her onto me and kissed her passionately. 

We laid there, kissing, hugging, and laughing for the next hour. The dark of winter's night consumed the outside world while our tent remained bright from the lantern, and most of all, from our newfound, unbreakable love.

THE END