He sat silent on his cushy leather office chair, gazing out the windows at the back of his office out upon the skyline of the city.  It was late, the sun doing its grand decent, staining the sky in shades of crimson and gold.  How long he’d been sitting there, staring out like this, he had no clue though he was sure the sun was rising when he’d started.

	He’d come a long way from his humble beginnings so very long ago, but all that accomplishment and all that wealth was nothing but sand in his hands.  He knew one day it would all sift away through his fingers and he would have to grasp again, start over again, just as he’d done so many times before.  He was weary though, time finally starting to exact its toll on his body and leaving him feeling every single one of his years.

	To be an old man had never been his dream or his hope and any who looked upon him would claim he had sixty more years before he’d have to worry about that, but they couldn’t know that he’d had those sixty years sixty times over now.   He was certainly feeling every single one of them right now.

	With a sigh, he finally dropped his gaze to the locket he held in his left hand and for the thousandth upon thousandth time, he tenderly stroked the face of the picture there.  He knew every line and angle of her beautiful face, the hazel of her eyes, the silkiness of her hair, even the whisper of his name on her lips as he made love to her, but all these things were muted in his head.  Just like how she’d started to fade at the edges of his mind, so too had the photograph in that locket.  The only thing that hadn’t faded after all these years was the pain he felt at the loss of her.

	She wasn’t by his side, sharing in this wealth and comfort, loving him while he loved her.  No, she’d been gone from his life for a very long time, putting an entire world between them when he’d so foolishly hurt her to protect himself.  Regret surfaced anew and he closed his eyes, snapping the locket closed as it squeezed his heart inside his chest.

	With perfect timing, the elevator doors at the other end of his office opened with a chime and the ever sexy Selantra sashayed her way into the room.  Her scent flooded the office, so dark and delicious but it did not even stir his blood.  The Vampire Bat woman stopped in front of his desk and leaned over, placing her hands on the cool wood.  “Zaadin…  Look at me,” she said quietly; there was only concern in her voice as if she could sense his mood.

	The Golden Lion male slowly swiveled his chair with a sigh, turning himself to face her, his blue-gray cat’s eyes watching her.  The woman, like always, wore an outfit that barely kept her legal in public.  The scrap of thin cloth covering her breasts was tied behind her back and neck, creating a triangle of fabric that did little to hide just how busty she was while leaving her large bat wings free to flick and shift at her sides.  Her skirt was probably just a wide belt she’d put on to accessorize her hips while the lacy thong she wore hugged her pussy so closely it might as well have not been there.

	“Do you always have to come into my office like that?  This is a work environment.  I’d rather you not start an orgy that I’d have to clean up,” he scolded quietly and she gave a soft laugh, leaning back and giving a shrug.

	“An orgy sounds fantastic right about now.  Maybe I’ll go down and see how the boys in accounting like to fuck their women,” she said with a waggle of her brows and a devilish grin before she raised a hand to brush back a few strands of her black and red hair.

	Zaadin just sighed, not in the mood for her forms of joking- though in truth they both knew she would probably do it if he didn’t warn her not to… again.  “Not in my building, Selantra.  Take your urges and hungers elsewhere,” he told her, leaning back into his chair.

	“Not even if I wanna feed on you?” she asked with a quirked brow and only smiled softly when he shook his head.  She’d already known he’d say no.  “You know the offer is always there.  It would be one hell of a night,” she said softly, “It might even help soothe the pain.”

	He stiffened a little at that and followed her gaze to his left hand where he still held the locket.  He shifted immediately and hid the piece of metal inside his desk, closing the door with finality.  “It might, but it wouldn’t be enough to forget her.  Nothing will ever be enough to forget her,” he told her quietly, his eyes drifting away from her as he sank into his thoughts.

	It was her turn to sigh and she walked around his desk, hoping up onto it then to sit in front of him.  “I know that, Zaadin.  But it’s been over two hundred years since she left you.  She’s moved on by now, I’m sure,” she told him and he didn’t say anything, just gazed off to the side.  Selantra stayed silent a moment before giving his thigh a rub with her foot, “This is quite the empire you’ve built this time.  I hear you’re the wealthiest man in the world now.  I bet the women can’t help but flock to you.”  She was smiling a playful smile, as if hoping to distract him from his thoughts.

	“Quite the opposite,” he told her, not moving away from her, “They are all intimidated by my wealth and power.  They stay far away and I’d have it no differently.”

	She frowned then, her ruby red lips dipping down at the corners.  “Surely the gold diggers at least try, I mean…  Well, I can’t speak from experience, I fuck anything with genitals and a heartbeat, but I hear money is quite the turn on.  Why not whip out a solid gold dildo or something?  Be like,” She deepened her voice to do a terrible imitation of him, “’Hey baby~ Lemme fuck you with my golden rod~’  You know?”  By this point her foot had shifted over to slowly rub his crotch.

	Zaadin slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his cock hardening beneath her foot.  Though he’d said no earlier, his body showed how unappreciated it had been lately.  She could practically feel his cock throb in time with the sound of his heartbeat through the fabric of his slacks.  She didn’t try to say anything else; she just continued to rub him through his slacks with her foot, watching him with those crimson eyes of hers.

	When he gave a soft sigh and leaned further back into his chair, she used her toes to undo his fly as deftly as one would use their fingers.  She slowly untucked his shirt before pulling his slacks down enough to free his cock, watching him shift a little to allow it.  With practiced ease, she rubbed the sole of her foot against his hard prick, all the while watching his face rather than what she was doing.

	A silent moment later though, she was caught totally by surprise when he suddenly growled and his fiery gaze snapped to her.  She jerked and started to scramble back, fear grabbing at her heart but he caught her ankle and suddenly pulled her down onto his lap.  She gave a little eep of surprise but groaned in the next instance at the feel of his hard length pressing against her thong clad pussy.  This wasn’t where she’d expected things to go but hell yeah she was on board with it.  When he bit her neck and growled again, his big hands clasping her ample bottom and urging her to rock against him, she gave a little cry of pleasure and laid her hands on his arms, clutching as she did just what he wanted.

	Her hands eventually made their way to his chest, planning to tear his shirt open so she could glide her hands over his hard chest with its oh so soft fur, but his hands released her rump quickly and slapped her own away.  He released her neck as well as he leaned back and unfastened the buttons of his crimson silk shirt, opening it for her, seeing her crimson eyes widen before growing dark with hunger.  When she leaned in and sank her fangs into his neck, he grabbed her ass again.  He lifted her up with one hand while tearing her thong off with his other, tossing it aside before pushing her down on his hard feline cock.  The plunge into her had her pull away from his neck and scream with delight, his ruby blood staining her chin and lips.

	Down she plunged again, biting him once more as he stood and set her down on the edge of his desk, his cock buried in her to the hilt during this.  Her legs instantly wrapped around his hips, her wings sweeping and knocking off the monitor of his computer but he didn’t care.  He took her fast and hard, thrusting deep into her more than eager cunt, her juices soaking his groin until every thrust produced a loud wet slap of flesh on flesh.  Their groans and grunts of pleasure echoed in the room, an ancient symphony as old as time itself.

      Since she’d already had him worked up and it had been so long since he’d had sex, he wasn’t surprised to find himself already at his climax.  He slammed his hips into hers one last time, making her bow her back and give a scream as she climaxed as well, her whole body shaking as he pumped cord after cord of his hot seed deep into her hungry cunt, splashing inside her womb.
      
      In the aftershocks, she started to fall back but he pulled out of her and caught her, making her roll onto her stomach.  She hit the desk hard with her elbow and shoulder but she rolled and looked back at him with a look of pure hunger.  She wasn’t done and neither was he.  She trembled as she clutched the edge of the desk with both hands, her ass presented to him like loot that he could plunder and oh did he.
      
      She arched her back, forcing her large breasts against the hard oak wood beneath her as he spread her ample ass cheeks with his hands and forced his thumbs into her ass.  She gave a cry of delight as he slowly stretched her anus then panted as she gazed over her shoulder at him.  “Do it! Fuck my ass!  Stretch my little hole with your big juicy cock!” she groaned, dropping her head and clamping her eyes shut as he did just that.
      
      His cock was slick with her juices and his cum, so the thrust into her wasn’t too difficult, what had her digging her nails into the wood of his desk however was how the little nubby barbs near the head of his cock stroked her insides.  She’d only had a few felines take her ass, but the feeling never got old.  She gave an orgasmic groan that dripped with pure pleasure as he sank all the way to the hilt inside her, then gave a cry when he slapped her ass, making her tighten up around him.  She could hear the wood of the desk creaking beneath her grip but she didn’t care.  “Fuck me!” she begged, her wings fluttering a little, “Fuck my ass hard!  I don’t wanna be able to sit down ever again!”
      
      
      Her cries had the desired effect as he started to pound her ass roughly, giving it to her just like she wanted.  Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes as the pain added to her pleasure, driving her to delirious levels.  “Zaa! Oh god Zaa! Yesss~” she cried out, doing her best to angle her ass just right for his poundings.  Neither of them was aware of the elevator doors opening with a chime and his secretary waltzed in.
      
      In walked a tall bunny woman with dark chocolate colored fur and long floppy ears that brushed her shoulders.  Matilda’s black as night hair was tied back in a low tail and all in all, she was dressed very professionally.  She was also so completely absorbed by the notes she was pouring over that she’d yet to realize what was going on as she walked through the office towards Selantra and Zaadin.
      
      However, nature took its course and halfway into the room she caught an odd smell.  She blinked and sniffed, wondering what it was, right as Selantra gave another scream of pleasure as Zaadin slapped her ass hard.  Instantly the bun woman’s head jerked up and her jaw dropped as she froze where she stood, the papers in her hands falling to the floor forgotten as her brain tried to process the sight before her.  Her boss was looking very dark, very primal and very hungry as he gazed down at the woman he was fucking, that same woman had her eyes rolled back, her tongue lulled out and a pair of fangs clearly shown.  The sounds of sex were deafening, the scent hitting Matilda hard now that she knew what it was coming from.  Liquid desire pooled low in her belly but she was so stunned by the scene that she at first didn’t react.
      
      It was when he slapped Selantra’s ass again and she gave another guttural cry that Matilda’s run like hell and pretend she didn’t see a thing instincts kicked in but she’d only taken one step back before Zaadin growled, “Cum.”  Instantly both women shuddered as if the whole world shook beneath their feet and Matilda fell back on her ample bottom.  She’d soaked her panties, she could feel it, and her modest breasts had tightened, her nipples like diamonds against her blouse.  One word and she’d nearly done just that!
      
      “Not yet!” Selantra cried as she shook, looking as if she were desperately trying to hold back to make it last longer.
      
      “Cum!” Zaadin roared and instantly both women arched their backs and came hard.  Selantra screamed and her wings stretched up towards the ceiling, her body shaking as she felt him pump her ass full of his hot cum.  Matilda fell back on the floor and pushed both hands against her cunt through her skirt, rolling onto her side as her body bowed and her eyes rolled back.  The sudden pleasure her body experienced through the intense compulsion his voice had provoked knocked her unconscious after a single, shaky groan.
      
      In the aftermath, Zaadin became aware of a soft body beneath his and he rose up, gazing down at the back of Selantra whom he’d pinned to his desk beneath him.  She didn’t even stir when he pulled himself out of her ass, though he did see that her little anus tightened up instantly to hold in his seed.  As was to be expected of a succubus, he thought to himself as he slowly stuffed himself back into his slacks and fastened them before doing up his shirt and going around his desk.  When he knelt to pick up her torn, discarded panties, he saw Matilda in the corner of his eye lying on the floor and he muttered a curse as he stuffed the thong into his pocket and walked over to her.
      
      When Matilda woke about an hour later, he’d laid her down on the couch in his office that ran against the north wall.  What she didn’t expect was to wake up with a soft, feminine body snuggled up next to her, or for the owner of said body to have two fingers buried inside the bunny woman’s cunt.  Matilda moaned and reached for the hand between her legs to stop the bat woman but she stopped trying when the woman added a third finger into her, stretching her wet hole.  “Mornin' sleepyhead,” Selantra purred into Matilda’s ear.
      
      “I-it’s still night,” she replied shakily, looking over at the woman.  Selantra surprised her with a kiss, darting her tongue in to wrestle with Matilda’s.  The French kiss wasn’t one sided, not two seconds into it had passed before the bunny was kissing the bat back eagerly.  She soon found herself however, lying on her back on the soft couch while Selantra straddled her face.
      
      “Be a doll and eat his cum out of me, would you?” the bat woman asked Matilda in a sultry voice just before dropping her hips and grinding her cunt against the bunny’s mouth.  Selantra’s wings gave a little flap when the woman beneath her complied, a moan escaping her throat as she felt that tongue work and swirl against her abused pussy.  While the bunny ate her out, the bat dipped down and pulled up Matilda’s skirt before pressing her own mouth to the woman’s cunt, giving her the same treatment she got.
      
      “Oh come on, I was only out of the room for five minutes,” Zaadin griped as he stepped into the room out of the ensuite bathroom that connected to the office.  “Could you not sex up my secretary, you succubus?”
      
      Selantra laughed as she sat up, keeping her cunt firmly against Matilda’s mouth.  “Oh but she likes eating your cum out of me.  Don’t you dear?” she asked, looking down as she raised her hips.  The bunny was blushing profusely but gave an affirmative and with that Selantra gave another laugh and dropped her hips back down, letting the woman get back to it.  “See? No ifs, ands, or buts about it, cept maybe hers.  She’s really cute.  Where’d you pick her up?”
      
      “She applied for the job,” he replied drily before walking over to the two of them.  “Come on, let her up now.”
      
      “Aww.  Why don’t you fuck her?  She’s all wet and willing, see?” she spread the woman’s legs easily, showing off Matilda’s glistening cunt.
      
      “She’s my secretary,” he replied with an annoyed tone.
      
      The sound of a hand slapping against ass brought both of their attention back to Matilda as Selantra raised up off her.  “P-please! It’s been… so… long…” her voice trailed off and Matilda squirmed a little beneath Selantra before the bat woman gave a hearty laugh and lowered her hips again, weighing down the bunny with the hot slick flesh of her cunt.
      
      “Well there you go,” Selantra replied with a grin as she rocked her hips against Matilda’s talented tongue.
      
      Zaadin stared at the two of them for a moment before giving a sigh.  “Fine damn it.  Gimme a condom,” he said as he unfastened his pants and moved closer.
      
      Selantra reached into a cleverly hidden pocket of her micro skirt and pulled out one of the little buggers but then paused halfway to giving it to him.  “Wait. You’ll use a condom on her but not me?  The hell man?” she complained playfully, quirking a brow at him.
      
      He snatched the condom from her and tore the foil before taking the little rubber bastard and sliding it down the length of his hard cock.  “I don’t have to worry about getting you pregnant.  We’re incompatible remember?  Her though, well I’d rather not be a dad… again,” he said with a grimace before moving himself into position, slowly pushing into the bunny’s pussy.
      
      Matilda cried out against Selantra’s cunt as she felt the hard, thick head of her boss’s cock pushing into her and stretching her in ways she’d not felt in six years.  She’d wanted him since the first time she’d met him and had often fantasized late at night what it would be like, but she wasn’t prepared for just how big he was- or at least how big he felt.  It had been way too long since the last time she’d fucked, her mind briefly registered before he finally bottomed out and her mind fuzzed out.
      
      She clutched at Selantra’s thighs as she groaned against the woman’s cunt, doing her best to lick up the hot stick cum oozing out but it was really hard to focus as the cock thrusting into her pussy drove her insane.  She rocked her hips and shuddered as he took her faster, deeper, the tip of his cock bumping against her cervix in ways no lover ever had before.  It was a little scary at first but the pleasure it gave her was undeniable.
      
      Pretty soon Selantra moved off top of her and was suddenly lifting Matilda up, cradling the bunny in her arms as Zaadin continued to take her.  Fabric ripped and the bunny looked down in a daze, seeing her blouse had been torn open and her bra shredded, Selantra’s hands massaging and rubbing her modest breasts.  Zaadin growled and Matilda raised her gaze, seeing that dark hunger in his gaze again.  Something in her recognized it and she suddenly lifted up off his cock, surprising him into stopping.  She had no intention of stopping though, as she grabbed his cock and quickly pulled off the condom.  Before he could give protest, her legs around his hips pulled him in and he was inside her again, without that blasted thing in the way.  She gave a cry of ecstasy and could have sworn she heard the bat woman say “You go girl!”
      
      The lack of rubber between cock and pussy made the last dozen thrusts he gave into her pure bliss and just as he was about to cum, she tightened her legs up around his hips and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down.  “Don’t you fucking pull out,” she hissed before kissing him, a deep possessive tongue fucking.  She could feel Selantra laughing against her back but all she could hear is the growl Zaadin gave just as he came, slamming his hips into hers.  She cried out and broke the kiss, her head going back to Selantra’s shoulder as she saw stars, feeling very clearly the splash of his seed inside her womb.
      
      Just as she started to come down from her climax, she heard Selantra say with a laugh, “She’s a wild one, Zia.  Careful with her or she’ll fuck you harder than I can- and I don’t admit that easily.”  Matilda could only give a delirious chuckle before she passed out.
      
      When Matilda woke up later, she was still lying on the couch but there was a blanket covering her.  She sat up slowly, clutching it to her chest to hide her breasts, looking around.  Selantra was nowhere to be seen but Zaadin stood by the windows.  He was naked and his tail slowly swayed back and forth as he held his hips in his hands.  “I expect you back here ready to go for the board meeting in the afternoon,” he spoke up suddenly, not looking towards her.
      
      She blushed very deeply at that and raised one hand, playing with her hair as she slowly stood.  She felt very much like a school girl again as she walked over to him, nervous energy making her jittery.  “I will be, I promise.  I have all the notes- oh shit my notes!” she gave a cry, rushing over to his desk, looking around the floor to find them.
      
      A soft chuckle made her stop and she straightened as he told her they were on his desk.  She nodded and went to grab them, pausing when she saw the claw marks on his desk.  Jesus, that woman could leave some gouges.  “If you’re wondering, yes.  Selantra went home about an hour ago complaining that if she slept too long with such a comfortable pillow she’d have to fuck you herself,” he told her with a chuckle and watched as his secretary blushed deeply.
      
      She stood there awkwardly, clutching her notes with one hand and the blanket with the other but stilled when he spoke.  “This doesn’t have to changes things, Matilda,” he whispered softly to her but she shook her head.
      
      “No, it does change things… and I’m happy with the changes,” she told him then with a surge of bravery she said with her sexiest, most devious grin, “I’ve always wanted in your pants, now I can be whenever I want.”  With that she spun on her heels and walked away, making sure to sway her ass just for him.
      
      He watched her walk away, no hot blooded man could resist a woman that strutted her stuff with such confidence.  “The hell did I get myself into?” he grumbled but he couldn’t help but smile as he sank down into his chair…