Her mouth was so sweet. He trembled as she kissed him back, feeling her arms slide wordlessly around his neck. His hand left her cheek, and he was scooping up her legs, pulling them around his lap as he laid he back on his bed, positioning himself above her, grinding his arousal between her thighs, knowing she was equally as turned on as he was. Finally, he thought to himself, his eyes swimming closed, hands sliding over the bare skin of her thighs, stroking her skin, tracing small nameless designs against her.

His lips continued to fumble against her mouth, his tongue slipping out, a quick wetness, tasting just how delicious she was. His power swam through him suddenly, his beast rising to the task of mating with such a strong female. His body swelled with that power, the thick scent of Tiger filling the room. He broke away from her mouth then, lifting his upper body up, allowing his head to slide down, to bury his mouth into her cleavage.

He slid his arms around her, holding her so damn tight to him. He was on fire, his deep red kitty eyes opening every few seconds to glance up to her face, to memorize every look she made as his tongue began to leave his mouth, trailing down the curves of her cleavage, she was even yummier tasting here.

He couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't argue with himself about what it was they were doing. He climbed onto his knees and pulled his shirt off, throwing it with quite some force to the floor. He pressed all that bare skin again her, the tight quivering muscle of his torso flexing as he continued to build his pure bred Tiger energy, his beast calling out to hers, a soft roar of an invitation. It was the call, to mate.

Feeling his body trebling against her own she shivered softly against him. She didn't protest his moving her so that he was between her legs grinding against her. She raised her hips up grinding against him, gasps escaped her lips as his hands slid over her thighs. She wiggled slightly under his touch.

His tongue touching her lip caused her to open her mouth wanting to taste him more, wanting this to never end. She wrapped her legs around his hips as she felt the power rising, the thick scent of tiger causing her to shiver. Her tigress was very pleased by this she wanted this male, he was hers to have.

His mouth descending to her chest let the small sounds coming from her throat more audible as she whimpered and purred feeling him against her. He held her tight, almost posessively and her tigress normally would have protested that. She didn't want to though, neither part of her wanted him to stop. She wanted him badly and she didn't care if he realized it.

His tongue slipped over her skin and her eyes closed, back arched pushing herself into him a bit more. She almost frowned when he climbed up onto his knees, but then she saw what he was doing and she licked her lips watching him. She felt him calling to her, and she lifted her shields just enough to let him in, and to let her power out to run over him. Her power ran over both of them. This was what the power, her tigress, had wanted all along. She'd wanted this male, wanted to mate with him, wanted him for herself.

Her arms wrapped back around him as he pressed against her and she ran her fingernails over his back softly. She wanted him to know she wanted this. Nothing else was in her mind at the moment. The cares of her everyday world were gone, thoughts of her 'normal' life were drowned out by her tigress. All she cared about, all she thought about was the male whose skin was touching her, whose tiger played over her.

He felt her shiver again him. You can make her tremble. His mouth continued to slip down her body, finding her stomach. Let's see what other power I have over her. He bit down on her flesh, sucking softly, his hands slipping up to her shoulders, then trailing back down, caressing her breasts and massaging her form with the burning trails of his metaphysical energy. His eyes stayed on her face, examining the results of his slightly rough biting, and deep suckling.

As his hands once more slipped up her body and back down, he did not let them stop. He slid his palms down her thighs, beneath his shoulder, and finally up her skirt, his fingertips lacing themselves properly into the soft fabric of her panties, slowly tugging them downward, letting them trace her skin. As the garment neared the middle of her thighs, Gwidian slid farther down, his mouth following her panties as he continued to guide them down, kissing her skin, taking small licks on the spots that made her shiver.

When finally he slipped her panties from around each ankle tossing them aside, he glanced up at her, a pleading look of lust in his eyes, though his mouth was clearly carrying a warm smile. His hands slid back up her thighs, back under her skirt, pushing its material up, revealing more and more of her until he caught sight of the piece of anatomy which had haunted his dreams. He slid his face forward then, placing his cheek on her thigh, breathing warm air out and over her, his tongue slipping out to lick his lips. Her scent was intoxicating this close up, and his mouth was suddenly watering with the need to taste.

Lizzy let the power take her over and stopped thinking about what they were doing. Her tigress figured that if he could best her, then he deserved to mate with her. Lizzy wasn't arguing with her tigress for once. She'd been clawed inside enough. Her hands trailed over her own body as he slipped down her. His eyes on her face caused her to nearly blush but she didn't she looked at him with a hunger in her eyes that wasn't natural to her.

She'd never been an overly sexual creature in nature, but now that her tigress was coming into power, she wanted like never before. She was dragged out of those thoughts of wanting by feeling her panties tugged down. Fingers, lips and tongue were on her skin. Kisses, licks and touches in places that most people wouldn't let a near stranger touch bought purring from her throat, though it didn't sound quite right from the human throat.

The lust filled look of his eyes on hers made her body even more ready. Goddess help her, the way he wanted her made her want him more. She felt her eyes flutter shut as his cheek laid on her thigh and she felt warm air on the most sensitive part of herbody. His tongue slid against her and she felt her back arch even though she tried to keep still. Her hands slide over her sides and down to his hair, sliding against the hair that was still slightly damp from his shower and she bit her lip, nearly hard enough to bleed herself.

His mouth was fully on her then, his powerful tongue slipping up and down against her labia, parting her lips and tracing small circles around her clit. He was breathing heavy, pouring hot air onto her. It made her wet skin glisten and shine. He glanced up at her, making little sounds of enjoyment. She was sweet to taste, and so damn accepting of his touch. The idea made him tremble, and tense in places below his belt line.

He smirked and listened to the noises she made, each one letting him know just how good of a job he was doing. But then again, he hadn't been trying yet, just warming her up. His body began to slouch lower, his arms wrapping tightly around her thighs, face buried a little more deeply into her. He smirked and suckled her clit for several long moments, making sure it was properly filled with blood. His tongue then began to trace very quick and intricate designs on her, circling here, slashing there, nibbling so softly when he was finished, his tongue beginning the process again and again. He even began to trace his name into her, taking extra time to try and force her to peek.

His Tiger was reveling in her taste, the pungent scent of a more dominant, more powerful female rather, filling it's senses, making the large beast trot in place, to lift it's head and cal out to it's mate. To announce freely just how powerful he was for her. It stalked through the dark of it's metaphysical world, red stripes the only visible indication he was still there. And Gwid suddenly knew what it wanted. It wanted Gwidian to shift, to place hundreds of pounds of Tiger flesh atop her, to appease them both. This was not a horrible idea for Gwidian, but perhaps not the right time. He sighed and concentrated, his eyes snapping shut, his licking stopping for a brief moment as he felt it swell and strengthen. He smiled and opened his mouth again, his licking starting all over again. But his tongue was now slightly more purple, and longer. Rough to the touch, and far more sensitive to her taste. He was licking her, with a Tigers tongue.

Lizzy thought she was going to lose her mind if he kept up what he was doing. She didn't know if she wanted him to stop now, or to never stop, but either way she was enjoying the feel of his tongue against her. She felt her eyes shift behind her eyelids, and she didn't mind at all. Her tigress and her were of one mind, and that mind consisted of Gwidian, his touch, his body, all of him.

The way he tightened his grip on her thighs made her shudder and she a nearly felt her claws slip out and she forced them back. She gripped his hair as the power between them grew. She knew his tiger wanted hers, and hers felt the same.

She felt him stop licking for a moment and she wondered why until she felt him start again, this time the tongue feeling rougher and she shivered. Her teeth were still set into her lip, finally causing her to bleed herself she tasted the blood in her mouth and purred softly, blood and sex were a good combination, though she wished it wasn't her own blood she tasted at the moment.

Her body thrashed beneath his, if he wasn't holding her she would have been out of his reach as she strugged to hold still. "Gwidian" His name slipped off her tongue and she shived at ths sound of it coming off her lips almost forgetting the reasoning she was speaking "I want to taste you" She didn't recognize herself saying those words, her voice had gotten deeper, almost like she was trying to be seductive when she wasn't trying. She didn't know if it was from her tigress being so close to the surface or if it was because she was so turned on, though she had a feeling it was both.

He shivered at her moaning his name. The sound was something so divine, so exotic, it made every inch of his skin tingle with goosebumps. Her next statement sole his breath, made his eyes wide and mouth water further. He closed his mouth tight, suckling on his tongue, willing it back to its former human style. After a moment, feeling his tongue shift back, he gulped down a tongue full of her fluids, he slowly stood up onto his knees, running that now human tongue over his lips. His face was shining with her nectar, and his saliva. "You want to taste me?"

He trailed a hand down the cut muscle of his chest and abs, smiling down at her, his seductive red Kitty eyes watching her face, the curl in his lips a tiny bit sadistic. He slid his fingers into the band of his boxers, slipping the thin material down his thighs, revealing the pale and warm skin of his lap. When finally the garment cleared his pelvis, his manhood stretched up and out, throbbing its pleasure at being free of the confines it struggled against. He was long and thick, in perfect proportion to his large six foot, one inch frame of muscle.

His hand ran over himself, squeezing the base of his tool, sliding up the thick vein of its underside, teasing her as she watched. He made a little motion with his eyes, as if to say, 'taste this?'. He smiled then, less sadistically, more warm and tender as he raised himself a little higher on his knees, inviting her with an open hand. "C'mere duchess." He slipped his hand into hers and began t pull her closer, the skin on skin contact making his tremble only slightly.

Feeling the shiver from him made her smile to herself, it meant she'd done something right. She felt his tongue retract and glanced down her body to try and look at him. When he slid to his knees her eyes had no trouble adjusting to being able to see him. She was lost in the sight of his body even while the parts of him she wanted to see were covered. When he repeated what she had said, her first response was to nod as her tongue darted out across her lips. "Very much so" She spoke softly.

Her eyes followed his hands down his body, she glanced up to smile at him as his eyes watched her. She saw his sadistic little smile and wondered what would come next from the tiger she was so readily drawn to. As his fingers moved to the wasit band of his boxers her eyes followed again and she watched as he slipped the material down his thighs.

Her tongue darted out again, licking her lips teasingly as he revealted more of his body to her. She suddenly felt way overdressed since all she was missing was her underwear. She moved her hands to her top and pulled the material over her head, tossing it across the room shortly to be followed by a bra. When she glanced back at him, his hand was on his shaft and she shivered in anticipation.

He smiled again at her and motioned her over, using what she figured would be her new nickname from him. Her hand slipped into his easily and she let him draw her closer. The first thing she did when close enough was kiss his mouth, letting her tongue roll across his lips and she could taste herself on him.

She was sure he could taste the blood on her tongue but she didn't care as she nipped his bottom lip to draw him into a deep kiss. She let her hand slip around him lightly, she wanted to have him in her mouth but she was content to just kiss him for a moment or two.

Gwidian watched with delight as Lizzy began stripping of her own accord. The sight of her naked skin drove both him and his beast into a heart pounding chest heaving, excitement like no other. He watched her tongue run repeatedly over her pouty lips, causing him to shiver and throb, to feel hot all over, and to stroke himself just a tiny bit faster. He admired her body, struggling not to touch her, not to pounce and bite that soft flesh, to rake his fingers down along her, to swim inside her. Foreplay, was important though.

He gave himself a calming breath as she took his hand and rose up to meet him. His free hand slipping around her waist, tugging her skirt up, revealing her naked backside to the touch of his fingertips. And touch he did. He drug his fingers up and down the gentle curve of her ass, squeezed and felt the muscle beneath, wondering just how good it would feel to hold her ass while they made love. The thought brought another wide smile to his lips.

He was shocked when she pressed her mouth to his, pulling her even more tightly against his flexed and aroused body. He began to tilt his head from side to side, brushing there noses as there lips moved over one another. The need that rested in his hand, suddenly, was now in her hand, and he fought not to melt against her. His eyes blinked a long heavy blink, his Tiger flashing in his eyes, purring contently, swaying slightly from side to side as his power rose up, enveloping them both, the passion inside like a low rolling flame that threatened to burn them both alive.

His hand slipped from hers, sliding up her naked stomach, cupping her breast. He drew her bottom lips into his mouth and began to suckle, tasting the tiniest traces of iron and blood. He massaged her breast, teasing the nipple until it was firm between his fingers before sliding up her throat and into her hair, twisting those soft locks slowly from side to side, like a cat scent marking it's mate.

As she took her top off she watched him while she could, his hand going over his skin faster. The thought brought a smile to her face. He wanted her like she wanted him, and that thought made her happy. She didn't mind at all when he tugged her skirt up, though she may have prefered it off, at least it was out of the way, and the feel of his fingers running over her ass, his skin touching hers made her purr softly and melt just a bit.

Of course she wasn't shocked at all when he pulled her tightly against him and returned the kiss. She kept her hand running over him slowly, not forgetting that she'd mentioned tasting him. She was going to, she just got caught up in his lips and tongue.

She knew the metaphysical power was strong between them tonight, but it hadn't started that way. Was there more between Gwidian and herself than just the power of her tigress, and his tiger wanting to possess a strong mate. She knew her tigress wouldn't listen to her just yet but she knew at some point she'd have to test this. Their first real kiss hadn't had any power from their beasts and it has still held a bit of passion to it, maybe there was more than she realized between them.

She stopped thinking, now was so not the time for thought as she broke the kiss and pushed him back onto the bed. Her mouth slid down his chest and stomach as she pushed him back and she let her body glide down spreading his legs so she could lay between them. It was easier that way to glance up at him while she did what she planned.

Her tongue slide down his stomach and she bit the skin there softly before pulling back and grinning like a cat with cream as she leaned back down to lick the head of his member. She moved her hands down and slowly let her mouth fall over him, letting her tongue roll around his shaft as her mouth went further down. She rose up and down on it a few times with her mouth, moaning softly at the taste of him.

Her eyes raised up to his and she worked her mouth further down, glad that she had no gag reflex as she worked down and felt her nose touch his pelvis. She shivered and pulled herself up, eyes raising again to see his reaction.