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First story ever !!!

I need to let something out, English is not my "main" language.

That's why I need punctuation and grammar errors pointed out at me.

---->I don't mind criticism <---- (Its encouraged!)

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I was growing impatient with my humans. It'd been 4 days since I last had a meal.

It didn't take them long to notice I wasn't gonna eat this Calf, I was careful not to mate with him when they were looking. If they enjoyed watching me eat, I can only imagine how much they would love to see me mating with my food.

They could watch me from overhead, or through the invisible walls that ran alongside my territory, they were getting less and less invisible from all the time I've been here, stuck in this filthy place. Time does nothing but make things old, weak and ugly.

They threw me in a small cage, I was sobbing.

I had witnessed as my mom had been killed by some extremely loud noise. The sound had come from our left, just after she had shouted something to us; even now I don't want to remember her last words as she didn't even got the chance to complete a sentence. She was cut off by this sound and she dropped dead with blood on her face a second later.

I still remember the funk of death in that horrid place, it was so dark. I was all alone, they had taken my brothers somewhere else, and had my mom placed right in front of me. I loved her. How could they do this to me-to her?

The walls were made of steel and had a very clear sign of weariness from time and rain. They were rusty, some even had a few holes in them, showing how fragile they'd become over time. Kind of reminds me of myself as I am now...

I cried hard, tried to roar and growl at that lifeless body that once was my mom. Nothing came out of my throat. It was closed shut. That stupid sound had killed my mom, and those humans had placed me in this cage. What did they want with me anyway?

One of them came inside; I could see that the sun was finally going to fade away into the horizon as the light coming in from the door was getting dimmer. He shouted something to another human that replied simply by giving him some meat in his hand. I could smell the blood in his hand. I liked it.

He kneeled in front of my tiny cage; it was barred so he couldn't get in. I was safe in my little corner in the back. I wasn't sobbing anymore; I was worried that I might get hurt by this human.

The smell of fresh blood was growing stronger.

He opened my cage from above, I wasn't safe anymore. I growled at him, tried effortlessly to claw his hand to make him go away. He started to smell differently, he immediately removed his hand as I touched him with my claws. I felt invincible. What was that smell?

He started to say some weird stuff to me, pointing one of his fingers at me. What was it with this human? He exhaled some, and brought up his other hand closer to my cage, I sniffed the air, I'd learned from my mom how to eliminate and distinguish one smell from another. I smelled blood; it felt good on my nostrils and sent shivers all over my young body.

I jumped out of the cage but didn't run. I wanted to taste whatever it is that he had in his hand. I could hear his heart beat getting faster, his smell growing stronger. He carried me up with his two hands, barely being able to pick me up; he sat down and put me on his lap. He brought the meat close to my maw, and with a single bite I bit the whole thing out of his hand and swallowed without chewing. I was in heaven, I needed more.

I knew where meat came from, it comes from flesh, flesh comes from animals, and he seemed like a two legged animal to me. I had his hand right on my sight. I licked his hand clean of blood, slowly getting closer to his fingers. I took several small bites here and there; every bite was stronger than the last one. I wanted to see how strong his skin was, and how much pressure I needed to rip it apart.

I soon realized his skin was nothing. I could take a mild bite and taste his blood any time I wanted. And I did

His blood entered my muzzle rapidly; it was thick, warm and very tasty. I wanted more. He soon started to smell like before, only this time he was making me go crazy with his scent, he was filling up the room with it really fast. He started screaming and pushing my head gently.

I looked into his eyes and growled at him, I got my claws out and dug them in his arm. My hinds were resting on his legs, claws dug in deep too. I was in control. I was telling him 'Move and you die, let me have It my way'. He was paralyzed, his heart beat was going so fast now, and he reeked of that amazing scent.

My fangs were still applying pressure on his skin, I never stopped. His warm blood was coming out from the sides of my muzzle now.

His scream must have alerted his human mates as I heard several footsteps from afar closing in fast. I was done for.

The calf had confessed that he enjoyed when we mated. I did too; he didn't need to know that though. Even if he hadn't told me so, his musk was the only confession I needed. He was laying down enjoying a sun bath, his tail flicking here and there removing those annoying flies from his backside, giving me just enough peeks of his tail hole.

I was growing hungrier by the minute; I wasn't used to not having a meal after 3 days and the only source of food was also my only source of pleasure. The balance for my survival was bending.

I approached him from behind, he tried to get up as soon as he saw me, I told him to stay put. I was going to mate him properly this time, as only tigers know how to. I brought a paw on his rump and moved his tail to the side. One of my toes touched his hole, causing me to shiver in anticipation.

I grinded my body against his, my body weight ensured he wouldn't move. My head was right at neck level; my hot breath was hitting him right behind his ears.

My claws gave me the grip I needed to piston my cock in and out of him, I love to do that because he always yelps when I pierce that first layer of skin. It makes me harder.

My cock was wet with pre; ready to enter his sorry little ass. I rammed my barbed dick right into him with a single motion, my balls hit his. I opened my maw and licked his neck closing my eyes as my jagged tongue touched his fur. He enjoyed it rough I could tell, his sweat tasted of sex and raw pleasure.

His dick was hard, it was very large compared to mine, but still, I was the predator and he was the prey; size didn't matter. I had grown used to his musk, it wasn't all that strong; he was still young.

I grinned as I started humping him. He opened his mouth and let out a few muffled moans. The little fucker really enjoyed this, probably just as much as I did. I had a little trouble moving my paws, they were clawed on his hips; I placed them right below his chest, his dick was leaking pre all over, I could feel it touching my paws every time I buried it in. I tried not to apply much pressure with my claws here, it was a very dangerous area for him; I noticed because his scent suddenly shifted from dick to danger.

I rubbed my nose on his neck and took a really good and long sniff at it; 'Fear' I thought, as I let a very low and carnal growl of sheer pleasure.

I started to hump him harder and faster. My mind was rushing with thoughts of killing him, to kill him, eat him and then get another pet. 'Yeah, it shouldn't be hard...' I was considering it as my dick was hitting him in his most private places.

"Tigers like to bite their mate's neck when they cum, Calf..."