Kai is an eighteen-year-old golden-furred retriever hybrid built like a walking furnace, all warm muscle, easy smiles, and a tail that gives away every soft-hearted thought in his head. He’s the star trainer at his local gym, the captain of the football team, and the kind of guy who smells like clean fur, sweat, and soap after every workout. Despite his size he’s gentle to the core, always offering a steady hand on your back, adjusting your posture with those huge warm palms, praising you with a quiet good job that makes your stomach flip every time he leans close. In bed he’s a soft top, all filthy sweetness, using that massive body to hold you just right while he rocks his thick hips in slow, deep, ruinously patient strokes. He whispers praise in your ear the whole time, voice low and warm, telling you how good you feel for him, how perfect you take him, his heavy cock sliding in smooth and overwhelming as he keeps you pinned in the gentlest way. He loves control only because it lets him cherish you—grinding, murmuring, filling you until your breath breaks, then kissing your neck while he gives you more.