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force what she so desperately needed.
    ‘Tino,’ she breathed, ‘be a good Pet. I need you to put it in me, now.’
    Instead, he pulled out just enough to rub the tip of his cock, now well lubricated with her slickness, against her clit, which was already distended nearly to the point of pain in its arousal. She squirmed and wriggled in a frenzied effort to push onto him, but he was too strong.
    ‘Tino,’ she hissed, ‘you’re a bad Pet. I said put it in me. You’re supposed to obey me.’ She grabbed him by the hair and held him tight. ‘Damn it! Obey me. Now!’
    With one more subtle shift followed by an upward thrust, he did just that. And in spite of how wet she was she felt as though he had ripped her in two, leaving her breathless and gasping. She knew he was substantial, but she hadn’t counted on her own tenderness. Apparently Tino had. He held very still, waiting for her to get used to him. All the while, his large right hand gently stroked her flank.
    At first it was just a subtle rhythmic rocking beneath her, like ripples on a pond. But she found herself mirroring each movement of his body. When he was certain she could accommodate him, he scooped her into his arms and rolled with her until she was beneath him. Then he pulled out and manoeuvred her onto her stomach. One strong arm around her waist hoisted her bottom into the air.
    Suddenly Tino was every inch the animal he was pretending to be. And she found herself responding like an animal, like a cat on heat. She lifted her arse up high and opened her legs for his perusal. He took time to sniff her, took time to give her creamy pussy a delicious lapping with his tongue, before he covered her with his body. She was amazed at how large he seemed, how diminutive she felt as he shoved into her, so deep and so hard that he left her breathless again.
    He growled and bit her shoulder, then her neck, just hard enough to feel possessive, to feel feline. In the dim light, she could see the outline of their joined bodies in the full-length hall mirror. He thrust with the animal movements she would have expected of a big cat, muscles rippling in waves, the pistoning of his hips driving his cock with a force that might have been painful if it hadn’t felt so damn good. One hand gripped her hip, kneading her hard with each thrust. His other arm still encircled her waist, but his hand migrated over her mons to flick and tweak her clit until it was raw and swollen way beyond the protection of its hood.
    It took her sex-crazed brain a few seconds to realise the guttural animal howl vibrating off the hallway walls was not Tino’s but her own. Before she could dwell on it, the orgasm that had been building exploded through her like a hurricane, and she would have collapsed beneath him if he hadn’t been supporting her weight.
    Then his whole body convulsed and he threw both arms around her, driving his cock deep and hard. She could feel his penis shudder again and again inside her as he emptied a load that clearly his earlier masturbation had done little to diminish. At last he wriggled and scooted just enough to maintain their connection while curling her into a spoon position against the heat of his body as they caught their breath.
    Then, Tino’s stomach growled.
    ‘Oh you poor thing. You must be starving and thirsty too. I know I am.’ She reached over her shoulder and ran a hand through his damp hair, hair that smelt like her, and he rubbed his face against her palm. She sat up and tried to pull on her robe, but he nuzzled it away, then took the hem of it between his teeth and shook it playfully, with a low growl.
    She laughed. ‘All right, you naughty boy. You win. I guess there’s no law against scrambling eggs starkers, is there?’ She stood and slid her index finger into the D-ring of his collar to pull him to her, though Tino really didn’t need any coercion to follow.
    Be sure to keep your Pet well hydrated. Do not give your Pet anything to drink but