Page 37 of Purrfectly Bound


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“Annalia,” he purred her name.

She was driving him wild. And she knew it too. It was there in the amber glint of her deep brown eyes. Next, she sat up and arched her back, pushing her breasts out towards him. The puckered nubbins beckoned him like ripe cherries waiting to be plucked.

She bit her lower lip, snagging the plump flesh between her teeth, and moved her hands up her inner thighs.

Yesssss.There it was. His prize. She drew a path in lazy circles with her fingertips. Lance followed the trail with his eyes greedily. He planned to do the same with his mouth.

But right then, he could not stop watching her fingers as they continued their maddening route towards heaven. She sucked in a breath, tracing her glistening outer lips.

Lance’s growl burst forth. More snarl now. But what was he supposed to do? She was wetting her fingertips with her own cream, moaning with delight while she petted her pretty pussy for his viewing pleasure.

“Mine,” he snarled, and his vixen moved even faster.

Quick little circles around her clit followed by a rapid tap, tap, tap. Her mouth opened wide as she panted in time with her touches. His Tiger scratched and snarled. That was his pussy, his clit, his cream.

Mine. Mine. MINE!

“Show me.”

Her voice broke through the possessive phrase that was now on permanent repeat in his brain. The Tiger in him stilled, tasting the scent of her heady arousal on the air. Lance didn’t have to be told twice.

He pounced.

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