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Winter had arrived. Most of the leaves had fallen, and a crisp, cold air had overtaken the valley. Thankfully, there was no snow to contend with yet. We had traveled miles upon miles in the region, surveying all that it had to offer. We passed through a plethora of small towns, farmlands, dense forests, hollow caves, sheer cliffs; collecting data wherever relevant. It was a long one, as we had now spent six months in the valley.

But thankfully, it was soon coming to an end. Tomorrow we would begin our trek back to home base. After such an extended departure where we had only ourselves to rely on, it was a blessing to be returning to normality. We were both exhausted. Unfortunately however, that was the least of our troubles.

It had been a month since the second time we made love. Tigress and I... weren't talking again.

I don't know what happened. Things seemed to go so well that night. We talked through our issues, had amazing sex, even said we loved each other. I couldn't believe things ended up this way, again. Was it my fault some how? Was it hers? Maybe we just weren't meant to be. I guess if we were, then these long periods of dismay wouldn't be reoccurring. Regardless of the reasons, I wasn't prepared to take it lying down. I was going to fight for us. I no longer cared if it made me seem desperate, or obsessed, or pathetic; Tigress was the love of my life, and I wanted her more than anything.

We sat around a new campfire at a new campsite. Aside from the crackling logs, there was complete silence. She stoked the logs with a brittle branch. She looked at the flames; I looked at her. The tension was thick and uncomfortable. I had to break the ice for the sake of not losing my mind.

"Cold one today, eh?" I asked.

She didn't look up at me, "Yup."

Hm. Not as cold as her apparently.

"Did you like the chicken we had last night? I thought it was delicious."

"It was a bit overcooked."

Alright, this clearly wasn't going to work. Might as well get straight to the point.

"Tigress, can we please just talk about it?" I demanded.

She looked off into the trees, "There's nothing to talk about Braden."

"What do you mean? How can you say that after everything?"

"After everything? What? The "amazing" sex we had? You need to move on."

"I'm supposed to just move on after being inside your incredible body?" How is that fair?"

"It was just sex. Stop acting like it was such a big deal."

"It was a big deal. We made love under the stars. We professed our feelings to one another. How can you say it wasn't?"

"I was just looking for a quick lay. That's really all it was. The rest was theatrics."

"Theatrics. Theatrics?!"

"That's right. Just for show. So you can leave it alone, or go find someone else to annoy."

I couldn't believe her nerve.

"Seriously? You're gonna treat me like this? How could you be so heartless?"

"I thought it was pretty clear that I just needed to get off. I wasn't looking for a 'boyfriend' or whatever you think this was."

"Wow. Unbelievable. So I was just a pole for you to ride? Just a piece of meat?"

"Yeah, pretty much. And if you don't stop pining over me, then I'll just have to leave you out here and head back to base."

"Heh, okay. Wow. Alright fine, I'll stop," I chuckled, "Good luck finding a guy who puts up with fur in their mouth or claws in their back. Or one who can make you cum so hard for that matter."

"Pfft, it wasn't that hard. Don't flatter yourself."

"You were literally shaking."

"Oh sure I was. Prove it buddy."

"Drop your pants and spread your legs, I'll prove it right now."

"You wish. You're just looking for another excuse to hit this."

"Nope. I just know I'll prove you wrong."

"You're hilarious."

"And you're chicken."

"What kind? The one you can't cook properly?"

"Oho, that's rich. Real funny."

"You know what, fine. Have it your way," she fumed while starting to unzip her parka, "You can do me one more time, then that's it."

We both stared at one another, smiles cracking underneath our serious faces. We couldn't take it any longer; we burst out laughing.

"Haha, come here, you," Tigress beckoned with her arms extended out to me.

"Mmm, don't mind if I do," I replied, practically leaping into her warm embrace.

We kissed passionately.

Alright, I was messing around earlier. Tigress and I were doing great. We were absolutely crazy about each other.

In stark contrast to how we were when our relationship started, we had now grown incredibly comfortable expressing our feelings, sexuality, and ultimately, laughing and poking fun at our past awkwardness. We would occasionally act out mock fights or arguments just for a laugh, or run through dramatic reenactments of our embarrassing past. It was harmless, silly fun that would often bring us closer together. After all, there wasn't all that much to do out in the woods in the middle of winter. Well, of course, besides that other thing we did a couple times....

But unfortunately, there was one detail in my ruse earlier that wasn't fiction; the fact that we hadn't had sex in about a month.

We'd come close a couple weeks earlier, when we bathed together in a natural hot spring. We kissed and hugged fully nude in the warm water, even helped one another wash. Rubbing and caressing each other all over was the perfect formula for another passionate union, but it was interrupted by a winter storm.

As much as we both wanted to, we just hadn't the opportunity. We were on a tight schedule, one that our two previous sexual encounters had made even tighter. The expedition allotted us no free time. So between hunting for our meals, conducting surveillance, extensive traveling - which we had to do on foot - and the daily routine of setting up and tearing down our campsite, there simply wasn't enough time to tend to our physical needs.

That being said however, even though I would've loved to dive back deep into her warm loins at the first opportunity, simply having her affection was enough.

Every day would begin and end in each other's arms. We zipped our sleeping bags together into one, creating a cocoon to share our warmth. Some nights I would spoon her, others she would spoon me. Her soft fur kept me warm on the coldest of nights, no matter which position we chose. At this point, I didn't know if I'd be able to sleep without her by my side.

Apart from sleeping, we were both incredibly affectionate in just about everything we did. We would hold hands as we traveled, hug and kiss before going off on our own, and even sat snugly together while we ate.

We were truly in love.

I had never been happier. For the first time in my life, it felt like I had everything I needed.

I was the first to unlock our lips, "Mmm. Have I ever told you that you're the prettiest woman on the planet?"

She giggled, and brushed my nose with hers, "Yes actually. A couple of times now..."

I pecked her muzzle again.

"Not that I don't thoroughly enjoy hearing you say it though, handsome," she reassured, hugging me close.

Tigress' winter coat had fully grown in. It was so warm and fluffy, at that length, I could run my hands and face through it for hours. I wasn't sure if it had grown in... errr, well... everywhere, but I suppose I'd just have to wait and see. Not that it really mattered all that much, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious.

With her arms still wrapped around me, I took a long, deep inhale of her neck tuft. Heavenly. I was honestly jealous I didn't have one of my own; for utility and looks.

Even though it wasn't nearly as eye-catching as my feline lover's, I had decided to grow out my hair for the cold months as well. My head wore a medium-length cut, parted down the middle with bangs hanging on either side of my forehead. A slightly unkempt beard accompanied it; not long enough to deem myself a lumberjack, but more than my usual five o' clock. I wasn't too sure whether or not my girlfriend liked it, but I was too embarrassed to ask. I suppose she wouldn't have still been all over me had she found it grotesque or unbecoming.

The fire crackled, a few embers shooting up into the cold air as the flames began to diminish. We both slowly turned our attention towards it.

"Ugh, guess that means it's time for another hike..." I groaned.

Tigress patted me on the shoulder, "Yup, I guess so. And since I went and got some last time...."

"Yeah, yeah. I know the drill...."

"Your turn, big guy."

I nodded and put my hands up in a surrendering fashion, exaggerating my annoyance with the simple task. We let go of one another and I stood up. I then zipped up my jacket nearly as high as it could go.

"Do we need anything else while I'm out there? Not that we have access to a whole lot..." I chuckled.

My companion stoked the flames and pondered for a moment before speaking, "Hmm... It might be wise to stock up on a bit more food if we can," she suggested, "but we should have enough either way."

I slung my backpack over my shoulders, one arm at a time, "Okay, I'll see what I can find."

I began to walk away when I was abruptly called upon.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Tigress got up from the log and made her way over to me. She pulled my head close and pushed her muzzle against my lips once more, stroking my hair with her paw at the same time.

When she pulled away, she spoke softly to me, "Be careful, Braden. Stay warm. I love you."

Even if the novelty of those three words had slightly worn off over the past few weeks, they still melted my heart every time.

"Will do, beautiful. I love you too."

I gave her a swift hug before turning away and heading into the treeline. I already missed her.

Though the ground was snowless, it was completely frozen solid. Every step felt like I was walking on a pile of rocks or rugged cliffside. I trudged through the cold, lifeless forest, looking for small branches and thicker sticks. Since we had been stationed at this location for about a week, we had already gathered and used up all of the easy-to-access fuel at our disposal. I had to trek further into the woods because of this.

I traveled for fifteen minutes or so before I found some suitable wood. A fallen tree in the middle of a small clearing was abundant with it. I drew my pocket knife, one that was equipped with a serrated edge blade, and approached the dead tree.

I swiftly halted in my tracks.

About twenty feet away, across from the fallen giant, was a large buck.

He was magnificent. He wore a pair of strong, sharp antlers with a handsome coat of fur to match. He weighed probably around 250 to 300 pounds; a hefty, full creature. If I could apprehend him, Tigress and I would be eating well for weeks. And the freezing temperatures would allow us to store his meat without issue.

I slowly unsheathed my arms from their backpack straps, then carefully placing it on the hard ground before me. As quietly and carefully as I could muster, I unzipped the bag. I reached in and pulled out a rough, carbon-colored M9 handgun. I would've kept it in my holster, but unfortunately it had recently been misplaced in a scuffle with a group of bandits. I may have lost the holster, but what they lost was much more valuable.

I extended my arms outward, aiming the weapon at the animal. It certainly wasn't the best tool for this situation, but with scarce resources and Tigress being the better marksman with our bow, a pistol would have to do. I lined it up in front of me, eyeing the creature's heart through the thin opening of the iron sights. My thumb pulling back the hammer produced a loud click. The buck's head snapped in my direction... but it didn't bolt. It couldn't see me ducked behind the collapsed pine. It was alert, but not enough to relocate.

Pulling the trigger. Only five pounds of pressure. That was the final step.

Time stood still. As did the deer. As did I.

Every breath became small white clouds in the freezing air.

The longer I waited, the more I realized that nothing was happening. My finger was neglecting to move. This had never happened before.

I never took pleasure in taking the life of another creature; or anything for that matter. But I also understood the necessary actions required for survival, whether that be through hunting for food, self-defense, or achieving a greater good. In this circumstance, however, I simply couldn't justify my actions. The longer I examined the buck, the less I wanted to take its life. What if he had offspring? What if he had a mate... like I did now? Obviously he was feral, but I still couldn't help but ask myself these questions.

We had enough food. I didn't need to do this.

I lowered my weapon and stood up straight, revealing myself to the animal. He saw me immediately, and took off into the forest. Now the option was longer available; I let the buck live to see another day. I sheathed my weapon and restored it to my backpack. Then, I gathered every viable piece of firewood I could carry from the fallen pine before beginning my walk back to camp.

I didn't fully understand my actions. I had never felt that way about hunting before. I had never let such a prized kill go free like that. I pondered the unusual experience as I commuted through the frozen woods, a thick bundle of firewood tucked under one arm.

The only possible conclusion I could draw was perhaps a newfound appreciation for life. One that could probably be linked to the passionate, intimate relationship blooming between Tigress and I.

She meant the world to me, after all. Her talent, her support, her mind, her companionship, her body; her fucking body. Her thick thighs, her luscious breasts, her round, firm butt. And the source of heaven itself: her tight, warm vagina. I drooled at the the thought. There was nothing like it on the planet.

Ever since our second time together, my mind had been racing with all of the things we could do. Positions, locations, various body parts we could use. I wanted to experience her in every way possible. I wanted to pleasure her in every way possible.

I never thought perfection existed before I spent a night with Tigress. But I guess I didn't realize the profound effect that my feline lover had on me. I saw everything in a new light now.

I was glad I let the deer go.

About another fifteen minutes later, I arrived back at our campsite. We set it up in a small clearing next to a hillside, with our tent tucked under an overhang of portruding rock. It was the best site we had found for dealing with the elements.

Though it was a cloudy day, it was clear the sun was starting to set behind the guise of grey and white. It would be time for dinner soon. Doing a quick once over of our small abode, I noticed my feline companion was nowhere to be seen.

I placed the bundle of firewood down next to the flameless fireplace, and called out to her, "Tigress?!"

Thankfully, the tent replied in her sultry voice, "I'm in here, love."

"Phew. You had me worried for a second there...."

"Heh, shouldn't you, ya know, maybe check inside the tent before assuming the worst?"

I chuckled nervously, "Yeah, I guess. But, you're not usually in there by yourself though to be fair."

"Well I don't have to be in here by myself you know...."

"Hmhm. Don't tempt me, gorgeous," I chuckled, excited by her suggestive tone, "C'mon, come help me cook. We should get an early jump on it so that we can hit the hay in good time. Gonna be a long day tomorrow."

Indeed it was. The next morning would mark the start of our four-day trek back to base camp. Our sixth-month expedition was finally coming to a close.

Ultimately, I was torn on this. Sure, I was excited to regroup with our friends once again. I was excited to no longer worry about freezing nights in the wild or scavenging for our next meal. The base certainly provided much more security than we were equipped with during our extended absence. But still, I couldn't help but feel melancholic that such a significant chapter of my life was coming to a close. Aside from the rugged conditions, dangerous confrontations, and less-than-ideal food menu, this expedition was responsible for the greatest thing that had ever happened to me.

I found love.

Deep, passionate, genuine love. I was now blessed with the most incredible partner I could have ever asked for, and it just so happened to be my childhood best friend.

Being out in the wild, only the two of us, just felt so right in some ways. Nobody to answer to, nobody to interrupt us, nobody to count on besides each other.

Neither of us were sure about what would happen upon our return. Interspecies relationships were still greatly frowned upon in most parts, often resulting in segregation or mistreatment through a variety of forms. What if we couldn't be together anymore? Would we be together only in secret? What kind of life would that be?

All of these unanswered questions made me feel uneasy and sad. It almost felt like this was our last day together.

"Are you coming? I could use some help out here," I asked, trying to shake my negative thoughts.

"Yes, but can you come in here for a second? I need you to take a look at something."

I sighed. I knew she was going to make me verify the route on our map again. I'd already done it twice that day.

"Yeah, I guess," I said begrudgingly.

I set aside the dinner preparations and relocated over to the tent.

I began unzipping main flap, "Do I really need to check this again? I already -"

My heart immediately skipped two beats.

Before me, in all of her glory, laid Tigress, as nude as could be.

"Holy... shit...."

She looked at me intently. I could tell she had been waiting patiently for my return. She rested back on her elbows on our joint bedroll, with one leg extended towards me and the other bent in an arch. There were rose petals strewn about and a small, glowing lantern in the corner. All of her was perfectly on display. All of her.

My mouth hung open like some feral beast.

"Hello, handsome..." she cooed.

Her tail wagged excitedly.

"Tigress... What... What's all this?"

She grinned at me with pure seduction and lust, while using one of her fuzzy digits to motion me towards her.

I was still too stunned to obey.

"This is me telling - or should I say, showing - you how much I want you...."

I couldn't believe this. The last two times we did this, it took an immense amount of courage and sorting through our feelings to reach this point. Now, my feline partner was offering herself up to me like a meal on a silver platter.

A meal I was going to devour.

I was still speechless, but my eyes were as busy as could be. Without my permission, they were performing a world tour of Tigress' exposed body. I took in her thick thighs first, appreciating their strength and curves, before taking a gander at her impressive bust. Perky. Soft. Two beautiful nipples dead center of them both, as they sat proudly on her chest.

I tried not to make it too obvious, but the opening between her legs is what held my attention the longest. The most sacred part of a woman's body, gracing my humble presence. The limp member in my pants was already showing prominent signs of life, merely from the sight of it.

I don't know how long I gawked at my tiger, but it was long enough for her to check if I was going to do more than stand there staring.

"I'm having trouble reading you... are you okay?" she asked with hint of both sarcasm and actual concern.

"No no, I'm fine, gorgeous. I just - you're so amazing...."

Tigress was visibly flattered, just as I was visibly smitten. We no longer at any doubts about what we wanted. Either one of us. We chose pleasure, happiness, and love; not tradition or custom.

Still resting on her elbows, Tigress (not so) subtly jiggled her breasts side to side, and slightly spread her legs a bit wider. If this wasn't an invitation, I didn't know what was. She had me hooked, and she knew just how to reel me in.

"So... what do you say, love?"

I simply smiled at her, began removing my sweater, and confidently replied, "I say... I'm gonna hump the living hell outta you."

Her eyes squinted, and a devious smile appeared, "Heheh, come here then, big boy...."

I don't think I had ever undressed that quickly before in my life. I was naked faster than you could say "lucky son of a bitch."

I tossed all of my garments into a pile on the side, right next to her used underwear. I zipped up the tent behind me and took a deep breath. We hadn't even started yet and my heart was already pounding like an African drum. But this time it wasn't nerves; it was pure excitement. I'd been waiting for this pretty much since the conclusion of our second entanglement. I think we both had.

Without any further preparation required, I lunged toward my anticipating partner, "C'mere you!"

I practically tackled her onto her back.

"Braden!" she laughed, surprised by my eagerness.

My mouth went for her breasts immediately. I latched onto her left one, suckling at her teat like I hadn't eaten for days. Her laughter of fun slowly transitioned into deep focus and relaxation. We were both ready for mating.

She enveloped me with her arms and legs and welcomed me into a snug embrace, while I continued "breastfeeding."

I lapped her nipple with my tongue, repeatedly flicking it left and right. My desire for her grew with every lick, as did my manhood down below.

"Oh... my love..." she whispered.

I took more of her furry bosom into my mouth. I tried to fit as much of it in there as I could. I didn't care about getting strands stuck to my tongue this time. I would swallow her whole coat to do this with her. It was so squishy and malleable in my mouth. It felt wonderful.

Tigress simply smiled and stroked my hair while I enjoyed her chest. She combed my dark brown locks with her claws, carefully grazing my scalp with each sweep.

"You're hair is too long..." she teased.

I looked up at her with a mouth full of breast, before slowly releasing it and leaving it damp with saliva.

"You're gonna talk to me about having too much hair?" I snickered.

"Heh, well I am a tiger, so it sort of comes with the territory."

I rested my chin on her mammaries and continued our tomfoolery.

"Well sorry to break it to you Master, but humans have hair too."

"I could cut it for you if you like. Maybe shave that beard at the same time...."

"Oh, so now you don't like the beard either?"

"I didn't say that. I just miss my handsome, smooth-faced man before he became a lumberjack."

"Hm... I see how it is. Well in case you hadn't noticed, it's been like negative twelve degrees for the past two weeks."

"So....?"

"So, I don't have a beautiful coat of fur to keep me warm. This is all I've got."

"That's why you've got me, handsome...."

We both fell silent. Her expression became cheeky, knowing she had me beat. I swear, she was more clever than I was.

I smiled at her and slid my face upwards a few inches to meet her fluffy neck, "Mmm. Well, Tigress. You should know, I get cold a lot...."

I slowly pecked her neck, planting kisses from her chest to her chin.

"Don't worry, love. I can help with that..." she said softly.

I worked my way up to her muzzle, where we finally locked lips. I licked her tongue and she licked mine, both of us enjoying each other's flavors. The suction between our lips was immense, becoming a warm, moist vacuum of passion. I wanted to maul every inch of her perfect body.

That's when it hit me. Something I'd been aching to do with my love.

I pulled my head back and gently released her lips. A string of saliva still connected them as we parted.

"Is something wrong, handsome?" she inquired.

"Nothing's wrong gorgeous. In fact, everything's perfect. You're perfect..."

She appeared flattered once again, although simultaneously confused. She didn't understand why I ended such a good kiss.

I hadn't wanted to end it either, for I was also greatly enjoying rubbing my stiff organ against her thigh during our embrace. But what I had planned next was even more exciting.

I put my hand on her fuzzy cheek and stroked it with my thumb, "I'm going to show you how much I love you Tigress. How happy I am when I'm with you. How important you are in my life."

"Braden...."

She bit her bottom lip and her eyes welled up slightly. Then, to repay me for my kind words, she pulled me towards her to resume our kiss. But my objective was already set in stone. I dodged her lips and buried my face in her neck.

I mauled her neck like a bear, inhaling her scent deeply while I did so. I began rubbing and groping her body all over. Petting her sides, stroking her back, groping her butt. She was already moaning from these actions alone. Little did she know I was about to make her howl.

I slowly began my descent down her holy temple as I left a trail of soft kisses every step of the way. I planted a few down the length of her neck until I reached her chest. Here, I dropped a couple between her breasts, before giving each one their own as to say "farewell" before I was on my way.

Tigress leaned back on one elbow, tilted her head down to watch, and ran her other hand through my hair as I appreciated every sect of her body. She observed me intently, as if I was her prey. The lower I got, the more she began to unravel my cryptic plan.

I continued lowering my kisses, leaving a few under her breasts. Then I reached her belly, where I kissed circles around her bellybutton. I grazed my face against her fur, caressing it with my nose and my mouth. It smelled so fresh. Every time my lips touched down on her core, I could feel her powerful abdominal muscles underneath the softness. It was a perfect metaphor for her personality.

I slithered down her body even further. I laid directly between her legs, which were now arched up and resting on her feet. My face hovered just before her glorious opening. The warmth of my breath met the warmth of her loins, causing her to twitch and shudder with anticipation.

"My love..." she trembled.

The feline was now fully aware of my intentions. It couldn't be any clearer.

I glanced up at her from down between her thighs, and without speaking, asked if I could proceed.

Also without uttering a word, Tigress affirmed my actions with a subtle nod, desperately wanting what was seconds away from happening.

I think at that moment, I wanted it as much as she did. From this proximity, her scent radiated my nostrils. It was... riveting. I pulsed violently against the bedroll beneath us. My mouth was watering. I couldn't prolong this any longer.

I lowered my jaw slightly, and slowly, carefully closed the gap between my mouth and her vagina.

Tigress gasped and her entire figure jolted. She dug both sets of her claws deep into the bedding.

I pushed my lips against hers and passionately kissed her labia; both the left and right sides of it. They were soft and fuzzy. I could tell she trimmed her fur recently. I massaged them with my lips like I would her other pair, sucking and caressing them gently.

"Oh... gods..." she moaned.

I wasn't certain if I believed in a god at that point in time. But for something - someone - so beautifully crafted to share herself with me this openly must have been the result of some sort of divine intervention.

I looked up from her moist opening and requested permission to continue, "Are you okay, gorgeous?"

My tiger simply bit her bottom lip and nodded.

"I can see you trimmed down here. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought you'd planned this..." I teased, quoting her from our previous session.

She chuckled and played along, putting her own spin on my original response, "Well I knew this would happen sooner or later. I wanted to be ready for when it did."

I planted another warm kiss upon her lips before muttering, "For the record, I'd love it whether you shaved or not...."

She stroked my hair and smiled.

I gripped the outside of her thighs firmly, while burying my face deeper in her loins. My attention turned from her labia to her pink folds. Still looking into her eyes, I took my time dragging my tongue from the bottom... all the way to her clit on top.

My first real taste of her genitals. I had never been more aroused by taste alone. They were salty, but simultaneously sweet? I licked her a few more times to tell for certain. Yup. Definitely both. I impediately went back in for more.

"Oh, my... Braden..." she trembled.

My lord. She was delicious.

I was now fully going to town on her, using my lips and tongue to pleasure my furry girlfriend. I felt like a young boy eating an ice cream cone on a hot summer day.

Tigress spread her legs a tad wider for me while also placing her paw on the back of my head. Her moans released in a rhythmic tune. I also noticed her body pulse with a subtle vibration, seemingly in unison with her breathing.

The tiger was purring. This was the first time she had done this during sex. She would typically only do it at night when we would cuddle, so this was groundbreaking for me. It only added to my attraction.

I found myself perpetually repeating the same pattern over and over. Nibbling her labia for a few seconds, before plunging my tongue into her sticky, pink center. Both of these before shifting upwards and giving her clitoris a proper suck.

Evidently, it was this third step that my companion enjoyed the most. Every time I'd take my tongue to her clit, Tigress' body trembled and she would moan with gratitude. I decided to lean into this.

"You taste so good, baby," I praised, my focus never leaving my meal.

Her eyes twinkled in response, and instead of a verbal request, she gently guided by head back down into her opening, practically begging me to continue. I wasn't going to complain.

I tenderly pecked her fuzzy lips a couple of times before shifting my attention to her weak spot again. Then, I began massaging it with my lips. Like a paint brush on a canvas, I swept by tongue back and forth across it. I rubbed it to the left. Rubbed it to the right. North and south.

Her moans grew louder and more desperate. It wouldn't be long now.

I could feel her hand's grip tightening on the back of my head, effectively locking my mouth in place. If my nose hadn't been free, I would've surely been suffocating at this point (not that that'd be a bad way to go, of course). But I didn't care. I wanted this. I wanted this moment to be all about her. Her pleasure. Her lust. Her orgasm. I wanted Tigress to feel the ecstasy she deserved, and I wanted to serve it up to her personally.

"Oh Braden, mmmph, almost...there," she moaned.

I licked her all over, bathing her pink folds in saliva. I could no longer tell where her fluids began and mine ended. It all melded into a single flavor of salty and sweet. I sucked and slurped, enjoying every morsel of her vanity.

I could tell by her movements and sounds that she was getting close. Just a little more....

"Braden, I'm going, ungh, I'm going to-"

Suddenly, out of the grey winter sky, a strong gust of wind rolled through our campsite. Our tent fluttered violently, startling us both and interrupting our passion. We both sat up with haste, alert and on edge.

After months of facing dangerous conditions, both natural and unnatural, we were rarely able to let our guards down. It certainly made it difficult at times like these.

I looked at Tigress, my lips nearly as wet as the set between her legs, "Holy shit! That almost took the whole tent!"

"Yes, and us with it..." she snickered with heavy breath.

"Was it supposed be windy tonight? I thought we had clear skies...."

"I thought so as well. Something must have changed," she pondered.

I nearly forgot what we were in the middle of, before I took a gander of her nude figure.

"I'm sorry, gorgeous, let me just go and check the pegs first."

The feline blushed at my apologetic nature and offered a warm smile, "It's not your fault, my love. But you shouldn't go out without clothes...."

I kissed her cheek and pet her waist, "I'll only be a second."

"Let me come with you at least."

"It's okay, love, just wait here."

I fished a small mallet out of my bag before stepping out into the cold. I had an ample amount of body hair, but not nearly enough to protect me from the elements.

The cold stung my bare skin, with a wave of goosebumps taking over my body. The freezing wind only persisted since the initial gust. My excitement shriveled down quickly, but with who and what I had waiting in the tent, I wasn't concerned about it making a triumphant return.

I quickly surveyed the perimeter of the tent, shivering all the while doing so. The pegs holding it in place were nearly dug up from the frozen ground. I kneeled down at each one and used the small mallet to secure them, hammering them as deep as I could manage. For extra security, I grabbed a couple of heavier-set logs from the fireplace and placed them on top of each peg.

Now, there would hopefully be no more interruptions.

I reentered our little home and was greeted once again by my naked Tigress. Seeing her like this still made me question my reality. It still felt like when she undressed for me in front of the fire that night.

"Thank you for doing that, handsome."

I was still quivering from my time outside, "Of course, m'lady. We shouldn't have any more issues."

"Oh, Braden...you're freezing," she spoke with concern, "Come. Let me warm you."

"I'm okay, Tigress. Let's continue from where we were," I suggested, wanting to continue servicing her.

"You need to warm up, Braden. It's my turn to take care of you. Come lay down," she stated in a simultaneously gentle and commanding tone.

"But I was going to-"

"Lay down. Now."

I was somewhat taken aback by her tone. I put my hands up in an arresting manner and gave an awkward smile. Her visage read as serious, but as I slowly kneeled down and obeyed her apparent orders, a small grin cracked under her gaze.

"Phew. You kinda had me going there for a minute, Tigress..." I said nervously, laying down beside her on the bedroll.

"I am serious, though. I don't want you to get sick. I need you, Braden," she explained with genuine concern.

I pulled her fuzzy face down to mine and tied our tongues for a few moments, before muttering, "I'm not going anywhere, gorgeous."

Tigress purred before slowly and seductively climbing on top of me.

She draped herself over me like a nude, heated blanket, resting her soft breasts on my icy chest. She wrapped her strong arms around my neck, before lowering her muzzle to my ear.

With a hot-breathed whisper, she said, "Good, because I'm far from done with you...."

Another chill consumed my vertebrae, but not from the cold this time. This already made me much warmer. I wanted whatever she had in store for me, as did my body.

My lower region began coming to life once again after a brief hibernation. It brushed up against my feline's thigh.

"Mmmm, there he is..." she cooed, licking her chops.

Her bare bum was situated on my upper thighs, nearly lined up exactly where it needed to be.

I wanted her to slide forward, just a little bit. Just enough to feel her warmth. Her tightness. Her love.

But apparently, she had other plans first.

She placed a paw on my chest and encouraged me to lay back. Her eyes mirrored a similar sentiment. I was beginning to understand the circumstances. If it was anything like what I had done for her a few moments prior, I was in for a real treat.

She slid herself down and rested on her knees between my legs. Then, she knelt forward and lowered her face near my privates.

"It's my turn to show you how much you mean to me, Braden," she teased.

I was beyond flattered, but I didn't want her to think I expected this of her or that I only went down on her in the hopes of getting this in return.

"Tigress, you know, you don't have to-"

She interrupted, her hot breath making my erection tingle, "I want to Braden. I want to taste you."

My cheeks became flustered and my heart raced. I simply gave her a humble nod.

She smiled at me sweetly and her eyes narrowed. She wrapped her paw around my excitement and pulled back my foreskin, unsheathing my wanting head.

Then, without further ado, the lovely feline took her tongue and swept it across the length of my member, base to tip.

My body jolted and I throbbed from the new sensation. I had never felt a woman's tongue like this before. But hers... hers was different than I expected. I felt it with my own tongue a number of times by this point, but I hadn't really noticed until that evening. Her genetics were a mix of human and feline, and therefore, so was her tongue. It was smooth and soft like mine, but it was also slightly rough and textured like a tiger's.

The combination felt perfect, stellar, superior even. I wanted more.

"Tigress..." I moaned.

She smiled before licking me again. I was confident that my stamina had improved for our third time together, but I wasn't remotely prepared for this.

She went even lower than my base, deciding to sample my testicles as well. She toured every inch she could find, coating every part of me with her warm saliva. Fucking bliss.

I tilted my gaze down and looked into her eyes as she pleasured me. I put a hand on her cheek, while she focused on lapping me up.

"You taste pretty good yourself, handsome," she said, looking up at me innocently.

I could only moan in response.

I wasn't prepared for this kind of pleasure. Too much more of this, and I wouldn't get a chance to make love to her as I intended. I didn't know what to do. I needed to cut her off before she pushed me over the edge, but it felt so good that I didn't have the willpower to stop it.

As good as her mouth felt, I couldn't shake the insatiable need to bury my genitals deep inside hers. If this kept on much longer, I wouldn't get the opportunity.

"Tigress, oh baby, I -"

Almost on cue, Tigress stole one last lick before fully taking me into her mouth.

Yeah, I definitely wasn't going to make it.

"Holy shit... Tigress...."

She wrapped her muzzle around me and gently started to suck. Her mouth was so warm, so moist, so soft. The only comparable sensation was the glorious 'V' she kept between her thighs, but even that was different than this. This was a whole other ballpark. I honestly couldn't tell which I preferred in that moment. But one thing I knew for certain: I absolutely adored both.

She bobbed her head up and down on me, consuming my length at a moderate pace. At this point, the speed was negligible. Slow, fast; it didn't matter. Her mouth felt so heavenly that I was quickly barreling towards a messy finish regardless of her tempo. In fact, it was so good that the little devil on my shoulder wanted to grab her head and slide myself all the way down her throat. But I'd never do something so brash without her permission, not when she was already giving so much.

As if she was trying to finish me as quickly as possible, she began swirling her tongue around in a circular motion while continuing to suck, executing both of her talents in a singular action. Lick after lick, slurp after slurp, with expert technique, my feline lover unleashed the best (and first) oral pleasure I ever had the honor of receiving. Every lick and movement was deliberate. Calculated.

"T-Tigress, mmmph, are you sure you've never done this before?"

She halted for a moment, taking her mouth off me and giving me a much needed pause.

"Heh, why do you ask?" she chuckled while wiping her lips.

I looked down at my tiger-spit-covered appendage, "You're so damn good it, gorgeous...."

Her eyes narrowed once more, "Well, I couldn't let you be better at something than me," she snickered, using a free paw to rub herself between her legs.

Every word out of her mouth either made me love her more, or want tackle her down and hump her. Often both.

Tigress resumed pleasuring me with her mouth; albeit, more tenderly than before she stopped.

At this point, I had come to terms with finishing like this. It was one of two best things I had ever felt, and she seemed to be enjoying it nearly as much as I was, so there was no reason I should've felt bad. I was just gonna lay back and let her do her thing, and enjoy every second of it.

But, suddenly, her mouth-work paused again.

She looked up at me with my penis resting on her muzzle, and said softly, "I want you inside of me, Braden."

I was stunned. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. Never before had Tigress so blatantly asked me for sex. I didn't even know what to say.

Tigress giggled at my reaction to her question, and decided to follow it up, "May I have you, love?"

My surprise turned into flattery, with a small smile taking over my face.

TO BE CONTINUED