HYBRID TYGER 27

tyger

- Let's take a bath. I don't want to smell any male on you, I might freak out about it Emily. You must only have my scent on you. I growl the words.

If this little female is trying to drive me crazy, she's doing it. Her last words telling me to fuck her left my pants on the verge of being ripped by my cock. I should be wary of her injuries, but I can't deny her anything. Emily wants it and I'll do it.

I remove everything that is still on my body, pick her up from the bed in my arms and take her to the shower. She gasps a little as the cold water starts pouring in, but after a few seconds it warms up. I go in first, wet my entire body and then place her underneath, turning her body towards me while I wash her skin.

My cock is poking into her belly, I'm on the verge of pain but I need there to be no scent on her other than mine now. When I finally feel nothing, I surprise her by taking her in my lap and adjusting her legs on the sides of my hips, I lean her back against the wall, moving my hand down until I find her clitoris.

“It's pretty wet. And it's not water I feel here, Emily. - I murmur sucking her nipple.

- Oh ... - she moans and grabs my hair, encouraging my act - It's really hard not to get wet when you kiss me madly and now you wash my body touching me with so much desire.

I take my mouth off her breast and place it over hers, kissing her deeply. A loud moan escapes her as I enter her pussy. The feeling of filling her with my all is incredible. I caress her clit as my hips rock back and forth, slowly fucking her.

“You're so hot and wet. So little, Emily. "I bite her ear."

I continue stroking her tiny nerve and her entire body tenses as she prepares to come, I know she will now because I feel my cock getting wetter. I rub her clit very slowly, letting go only to tap the bundle of nerves.

“Tyger! she yells as I see her eyes roll back.

Her arm squeezes the back of my neck and the other scratches my shoulder. A soft growl comes out of my throat, the pleasure I'm experiencing is simply inexplicable.

"Come for me, I'm losing control." I say hoarsely, brushing a kiss on her shoulder.

My hand wraps around her breasts and I hug her tightly with both arms, fucking her hard and then I feel her muscles squeeze my cock. I lose the rest of control and the next thing I know, my mouth is already on her shoulder, biting her, marking her while I enjoy hot jets inside her.

“Emily…” I rasp.

“Tyger…” she says breathlessly. Breathless.

I start licking where I bit to keep it from hurting after the sex endorphins wear off.

"I'll bathe you again and we'll go to bed." I say when I'm done.

- He is well.

I move to pull out of her body, but the inside of her pussy tightens around me as if she's protesting against it. I clench my teeth because the sensation is delicious, so I go back to fucking her slowly. She looks surprised, but she also seems to like it and doesn't complain.

"I thought you wanted to wash up and go to bed." Keep it up and I'll end up cumming again. she moans.

"You're preventing my cock from coming out when you squeeze me." - A laugh from her tickled my ear - But if you want, I'll leave. - I withdraw half of the dick and she tightens the internal muscles.

- Do not you dare. she whispers softly.

“I can't deny you anything, keep that in mind. I'll be out real quick, but not for long.

I get out of her just to go down her legs and turn her back to me, I open her thighs and go back to penetrating deep. I fuck her faster this time, deep, hard, wild. Emily screams and claws at me, until a brutal orgasm overwhelms her.

She moans louder and shivering in my arms as I don't stop the movements of my hips. I know she's sensitive but I still want her to have a second orgasm. I frantically finger her swollen clit as I fuck her fast and hard.

Emily throws her head back against my chest and screams my name as she climaxes. Her vaginal muscles tremble with the force of how hard she came. My body tenses, every muscle seeming to feel the pleasure that washes over me, and I throw my head back too. The animalistic roar that fills the bathroom is extremely loud. Warm spurts of my semen fill her again as my body tries to steady itself to hold hers.

After a few minutes to recover, I withdraw from her but I continue to hold her waist helping her to stand up, as her legs are clearly shaking. I wash her body, clean all of myself on her and then take my shower.

I go into the bedroom carrying her in my arms.

“I think it's beautiful. She murmurs in a sleepy voice.

- What? I ask.

“You taking care of me. I love that. No man has ever been so attentive to me.

“Human men are idiots. As long as I can take care of you, I won't even allow you to dry when you don't have the strength, like right now for example. Now you have a male.

I grab a towel and wrap it around her. Carefully rub it over her skin. She meets my eyes when I lean down enough to reach her lower body.

“I will never stop being fascinated by her beautiful exotic eyes. A smile tugs at the corners of my mouth.

— Many human women scream in fear when they see us. — I remember some situations.

- They're crazy. Hybrid males are perfect they are so beautiful. I growl, frowning.

“You are the most beautiful of all. I only have eyes for you. I soften my features.

I snatch a towel from her and she gasps as I push her onto the bed.

I use another towel to dry myself off quickly as I roam my gaze over every inch of her body sprawled before me on top of the bed.

The sight makes me like her even more. Makes me want to keep her for myself. My chest burns when I stare at the beautiful features of the delicate and human face. My Emily.

When she disappeared it hurt, it hurt like hell. I couldn't bear it if something bad had happened to her. The thought of not having this little human around anymore freaks me out. I'm addicted to the smell and taste of her.

After almost losing her, the thought that maybe I might never see her again, that I might never have her in my arms again put all my convictions and promises of not wanting to fall in love, of not wanting to get attached. , In the trash. I can no longer see myself or maintain myself without my Emy around.

Hell, I must silently admit that I'm in love.