Night of the Last Full Moon
Quick note from me the author. This story will not be continued most likely. Also I wrote it back in the 10th grade for a friend so if my grammar sucks thats why. Jonix Lyon and Lynn Lyon are not of my own creation but of my friend's. So no using them even though i know no one will. This is the first and probably last story I will ever post on here. Now without further ado here is the story.
Lynn Lyon awoke with a start, sensing danger. Jonix laid his coal black paw on her shoulder reassuringly. The feel of her mate's paw on her shoulder calmed her down, but did not ease the bad feeling she had. Lynn took her mate's hand and rubbed it against her muzzle and snuggled up close to her lover. Jonix wrapped his arms around Lynn's waist and held her close enjoying the smell of lylac perfume she wore the night before. Lynn was encompassed by the smell of sage, and it filled her with desire for her mate. This desire was shared by Jonix as well. Lynn raised her golden brown head and gazed deep into Jonix's silvery eyes and saw that he too desired her deeply. This deep gaze lasted for what seemed like hours. Then Lynn broke the gaze and kissed Jonix deeply and passoniately. He moved his hands down to her ass and squeezed it. Lynn then pusshed Jonix onto his back and straddled his chest, with his hands still firmly on her ass. Upon seeing her vulupuous breasts he grabbed her left breast with his left hand and started kneeding it. With his right hand he stroked his manhood. Lynn, moaning from the pure pleasure, started rubbing her dripping pussy on his chest. With his manhood fully erect, Jonix grabbed ahold of Lynn's body and placed her on his manhood. Upon feeling his hard cock against her burning, dripping, wet pussy she moaned out his name.