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“I honestly don’t mind. And I honestly want to,” Jade whispered, using her prettiest doe-eyed pleading expression.
Ardol sniffed against her pulse, fur so soft and lush against her skin that she just wanted to moan and bury her face in it forever. “You don’t mind the idea. I can tell. But you don’t want it. Don’t want me inside you,” Ardol whispered the words against her ear, and her body—her body shut down.
Numb. Dark. Disassociate. The feeling of a hard object inside her softest parts, pounding, pounding...
All she did was feel the rhythm. Faster and more irregular meant their act was almost done.
Her vaginal walls clenched, not in pleasure, but in remembered relief and exhaustion. Her anal walls did the same, and she hung her head to rest it on Ardol’s shoulder, suddenly so tired that her head couldn’t stay up.
“My Queen? What is it?”
“Remembering. People inside of me.” She swallowed hard. “I do want you, though. It won’t be like it was with them. It’ll be with you, and I’d like that.”
“Oh, sweet one. You give so much of yourself. You are already the perfect Leopardine Queen, even without a single spot. Well... except for the little freckles I find here and there.” Ardol kissed a patch of faded beige dots on her shoulder and another on her arm.
“So? Take me to bed then. Make me your Queen in every way,” she urged, ignoring the shadowy mental mass that had descended on her. It’s Ardol. It’ll be gentle—well, as gentle as he can be with something the size of a hot-beam laser between his legs.
“If I take you to bed, then I will hold you for hours and kiss all of your spots and demand that you stroke all of mine. Then we’ll fall asleep.”
The contented moan that burst from her lips was genuine. “My idea of heaven.”
Ardol swooped her up and slid easily back into their bed. “You make it very hard to resist you.”
“Then why do it?”
Ardol was silent. “I have my reasons.”
LOVE.
Lust was what was currently driving him to relive the memory of every sultry kiss while he desperately tugged on his erection in the privacy of the shower. He used oils instead of his usual foaming lather, pretending the slick sensation on his cock was from her soft, sweet pussy.
He knew it was soft. His tail had brushed gently against it, and Jade even held him in place, grinding against it for a moment, but he hadn’t smelled the answering scent of her heat, even though touching his sensitive tail in such an erotic way had him leaking precum like a fountain.
“Argh!” a soft snarl ripped from him as he came against the shower’s steamy wall.
But love...
Could it be love that prevented him from taking Jade’s unselfish offer? She was offering him pleasure, offering him her expertise, his fantasies, everything...
And he didn’t want to accept that offer because it wouldn’t be good for her, only for him.
She had a point about time and the ability to produce an heir. Ardol’s father would want to see something from their match, or he would elevate another of his brothers in his place, one who had bought or otherwise procured a Felid Queen.
But we live in an advanced society. Even back in ancient times, like the 1900s, they had a process for non-sexual impregnation.
Ardol showered hastily. Jade was asleep again. It seemed as if she was missing cycles, maybe even years of rest.
While his Queen slept, he was going to go see Marcus.
“I’M GLAD YOU CAN STILL walk. Another twelve hours, and I was going to perform a welfare check,” Marcus grinned and waved a tired paw. “You’re lucky you caught me, though. I’ve been with Weaver planetside all day, and tomorrow I start work-ups for three human-Lynxian couples on the boosters.”
“Congratulations. I actually came to see you about your medical miracle,” Ardol kept his distance. He remembered his previous dealings with the elder Leonid, and they weren’t always cordial.
Marcus frowned. “Bastet’s bunions, Ardol! Already? Can’t you even give her a week to get used to the ship, or at least to leave your quarters?”
“What? No! No, I’m not asking for you to give the chromosomal boosters to Jade. I remember you saying that humans would go into a Felid-like heat and uh—everything that goes along with it.”
“You mean the part where your Queen is in a hormonal frenzy for days and you spend hours doing the cub-making conga at all hours of the day and night?”
