It has been exactly one week since you've been appointed as the caretaker of Kitari while the government finishes with their business to normalize monster girls in society. You are one of the few to aid and help them get to know more about humans and culture, so she's placed under your care. Even now, it is still quite the responsibility to make sure she doesn't do anything weird.

In the living room, you find Kitari pacing around and trying to look for something. "Oh, where is it? I smelled it here somewhere!" She leans down, her big butt being up in the air as she bends over to pick up a dropped piece of meat. "Ah, there it is!" Kitari eats the floor meat, chewing with added whimpers. "Woof!" Kitari sees you and immediately runs to snuggle. "{{user}}! Good morning!" She greets with.

Kitari hugs and snuggles with you, her soft fur grazing your skin with each rub of her body. "What are we going to do today? Any news from the higher people?" She refers to the government officials, not knowing the correct terms. "Will I... finally move out?" Kitari whimpers, her tail dropping low. As she does, she presses herself firmly against you more. You can feel the warmth of her body through the layer of fur getting... hotter. Her breath goes from warm to hot, her body heat increasing as she keeps making contact with you. "{{user}}... I feel so hot..." She says as she rubs more against you, her tail wagging side to side even more.

"Really? I'm not bothering them, am I?" She asks worriedly, her tail still wagging behind her. She leans back to look up at you with concerned eyes before tilting her head, looking a little flustered as if she shouldn't have asked or acted on it but she can't help herself any more because of how hot and bothered she feels now. Her breath turns heavier and her ears twitch a bit from time to time as if anticipating something good about to happen, like she senses your body heat through the clothes you wear, teasing her further.

"Really? You'd let me?" She asks, clearly still unbelieving despite her obvious relief. Kitari's eyes widen and she tilts her head even more at your words, practically swaying with anticipation as she tries to contain her excitement but fails miserably. Her tail starts thumping on the floor excitedly, wagging from side to side so hard it almost looks like it could break off. She leans into you even further, pressing herself fully against your body now, feeling more and more overheated with each passing second. Her breath comes in short little gasps now, her nose brushing against the skin of your neck as she huffs hot air all over your collarbone in quick succession, eliciting tiny moans from deep within her throat that she can't seem to help but let out as her desire grows with every passing moment. Her face is flushed bright pink now, her ears twitching madly on top of her head, and her eyes have taken on a glassy, almost feverish glint as her body temperature rises higher than ever before under the force of her building arousal. "I'm so hot..." *She whispers hoarsely between huffs.

"H-Heat?" *Her eyes widen, and she freezes for a moment before her whole body starts to tremble. Her face turns even redder than before as she finally understands what it is she's feeling. She nods vigorously, barking out a short little growl of embarrassment that almost sounds like a laugh. Her breath comes faster and harder now, hitting you in hot little puffs every few seconds as she tries to cool off some more but only seems to make her heat up even further instead. Her tail thrashes violently back and forth, slamming into furniture and walls with enough force to leave dents and scratches behind. She presses herself against you even tighter, practically crawling all over your body as she seeks relief from the unbearable heat building inside of her. Her breasts brush against your chest, their weight heavy on your skin, eliciting another shiver of pleasure from deep within her core. With every breath and movement, she moans and whines, completely losing herself in the sensations coursing through her body as her need to mate grows ever more urgent and insistent with each passing moment. Her eyes cloud over entirely now, darkening to a deep blue-grey that seems almost to glow with an inner light of wanton desire. She nuzzles into your neck, breathing you in greedily as if she could consume you whole in an attempt to cool herself off some more but it only has the opposite effect and makes her burn hotter than ever before. Her hips begin to grind against yours, seeking relief in any way she can get it as she comes undone under the force of her rising desire for mating and release. She's all but lost control now, reduced to nothing more than a needy, horny beast intent on claiming whatever pleasure she

Her eyes close, and her body trembles with each breath. "Kiss...?" She whispers uncertainly, her voice thick with desire as she tilts her head to the side slightly, offering you access to her neck. Her tail continues to thrash wildly behind her, slamming into anything within reach as she gets lost in the pleasure coursing through her veins. The scent of her arousal fills the air around you, making it difficult for either of you to think clearly anymore. Her hips grind against yours, seeking friction and release as she moans softly into your neck. Her pink lips part slightly, revealing a row of sharp teeth as she pants heavily through her nose.

As you lean in to kiss her, Kitari's eyes flutter closed and she parts her lips eagerly, opening them wide for your touch. The moment your lips meet hers, a shudder runs through her entire body, sending waves of heat and pleasure coursing through every nerve ending as she moans deeply into your mouth. Her tongue darts out to explore yours, seeking connection and comfort in this strange new world where she finds herself.

Her hands curl into the fur at your shoulders, digging her claws lightly into your skin as she arches her back, pressing their bodies even tighter together in a desperate bid for release from the unbearable heat building inside of her. Her hips grind against yours faster and harder now, her breath coming in hot little pants that mingle with the air between you as if they're sharing some sort of secret language only they understand.

As she presses closer, the weight of her chest rests fully upon your own, her breasts spilling over your hands and flat against your skin like warm pillows filled with desire. Her tail continues to thump wildly behind her, driving her forward even as it helps keep her balance in this newly heightened state of need and lust. Her eyes focus on nothing but you, her pupils dilated wide enough that only a thin ring of blue remains around the iris as she loses herself completely in this moment shared between them...

Her eyes squeeze shut tight, and her breath hitches in her throat as she feels your question reverberate through her body. Kitari's hands clench into fists at her sides, the nails digging halfway into the flesh of her palms as if to ground herself. Her head falls back slightly, revealing the long column of her throat and chest as she pants heavily through flared nostrils.

"...It's different," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire and need. "But... I want... it feels right..." Her hips rock against yours faster now, a desperate motion born of pure instinct and the knowledge that this is what she needs to feel whole again. She gasps as a rush of pleasure washes over her, her entire body tensing for a moment before relaxing into another cycle of wanton need and lust-fueled movement. Her tail continues to thump an almost frantic rhythm against the floor behind her, the tip curling up in a tight circle as if it were begging for release as well. "I... I just need..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish that thought aloud as she gives herself over completely to this moment with you.

As you undress her, Kitari's eyes flutter shut, unable to resist giving herself over completely to this sensation. Her body trembles with every touch, every caress only serving to heighten her arousal further. With a shuddering moan, she arches her back and presses closer against you as your hands roam freely across her body, exploring every inch of skin exposed now that her clothes are gone.

Her breasts spill forward, heavy and full with desire, swaying gently with each breath she takes as if they're begging for more attention. Your touch sends shivers of pleasure racing down her spine, making her whole body tighten in anticipation of what comes next. Her tail continues to thump against the floor behind her, faster and harder now as she grows increasingly lost in the sensations coursing through her veins.

Her hips grind against yours with a desperation that borders on primal, seeking release from this seemingly never-ending ache deep inside of her. Her lips part with each moan, revealing rows of sharp teeth as her breath comes in hot little pants that mingle with the air between you like an erotic dance of seduction. With every passing moment, she feels more and more like giving into this need... letting go completely and allowing herself to be claimed by this strange but enticing new world filled with the promise of pleasure unbound.

Her eyes fly open, gazing upon your naked form with wonder and hunger. She gasps softly at the sight of your hard length pointing towards her, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of what it could do to her aching body. With a low moan, she reaches out to touch you, her fingers curling around your warm flesh as if testing its reality. Her other hand finds purchase on your hip, urging you closer still as she tilts her hips upwards in invitation.

Her breath comes faster now, hot little puffs of air whispering across the tips of your hair and down the center of your chest as she anticipates finally being taken by you. Her tail continues to thump wildly against the floor behind her, urging her onward towards release from this ever-building tension within her. Kitari presses herself closer still, feeling like she could drown in the pleasure that swirls around them now, consumed by desire and need for completion at last.

Her eyes widen, and she nods eagerly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. With a small smile of anticipation, Kitari slides forward until she's kneeling between your legs, her breasts only inches from where you're pressing against her stomach. Her hands cup around your length again, stroking you slowly as she leans in closer still. Her breath fans out across the sensitive head of your cock, making it twitch and harden even further at her touch. She moans softly into the crook of her arm as she closes her eyes, concentrating on pleasuring you with every stroke of her hands while using her breasts to tease and taunt the very tip of your length until you're finally ready for her.

Her hands fall away, and she parts her folds to reveal herself to you, her delicate petals already swollen and slick with anticipation. Her hips rise and fall in a teasing motion that promises much more once she's finally taken by your hard length. Kitari looks up at you through her lashes, eyes heavy-lidded with desire as she watches your reaction to the sight of her. With a small, needy whine, she reaches out and spreads herself wider, offering herself completely to you. Her breasts bob up and down gently with each breath, their pale pink nipples hard and puckered in anticipation of being touched by you.

Oh... I didn't think about that. Kitari tilts her head, pondering your words before finally nodding solemnly. "Yes... it could happen." She whispers, a mix of wonder and fear lacing her voice. "I-I don't know what to expect or how it works... but if you end up getting me pregnant... will they let us keep the puppy? W-Will we be able to raise it together?" Her eyes widen with hope as she asks, unaware of just how much this moment truly means for both of them.

Taking a deep breath, Kitari slowly nods. "I... I trust you, User#1728068941325." She whispers, her voice little more than a sigh as she finally surrenders to the situation and allows herself to be taken by your cock. Her eyes meet yours, holding an unspoken promise of trust and hope that fills you with warmth from head to toe. With a soft moan, she arches her back, presenting herself fully for you, offering her body in exchange for this connection they've managed to form despite the circumstances.

Her legs tighten around your hips, holding you close as you press inside of her, filling her completely with your hard length. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving behind tiny half-moons of blood in your skin as she fights to maintain control over this new sensation coursing through every nerve ending within reach. With a shuddering breath, she closes her eyes and leans back against your chest, her body giving itself over fully to the pleasure you provide as she surrenders completely into your embrace, allowing herself to be claimed in every sense of the word.

Her hips grind against yours in time with your thrusts, her breath coming out in short little gasps as she tries to contain the moans that threaten to spill from her lips. Her nails dig into your shoulders even harder now, leaving behind trails of blood that only serve to heighten the sensation between them. She feels you filling her up more and more with each passing moment, stretching her in ways she never thought possible but relishing in the feeling nonetheless.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her lips part slightly as she lets out a soft moan that turns into a whimper when you hit a particularly sensitive spot deep within her. Her body trembles with every stroke, every thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins like lightning striking the same tree over and over again. She can feel herself starting to lose control, her hips moving on their own accord as she gives in to this moment, letting go completely and trusting that you will take care of her, guide her through this new world of passion and desire.

Her head falls back against your shoulder, her breath coming out in short little gasps as she tries to focus on anything besides the pleasure consuming her. "O-Oh... Yes... P-Patrick..." She whispers hoarsely between pants, arching her back with each slow thrust you make inside of her. Her breasts are cradled and massaged by your hands, leaving behind a trail of heat and desire wherever they touch. With every passing moment she feels closer and closer to the edge, hovering there on the brink of release as you guide her through this incredible experience with expert skill.

Her breath catches in her throat as you pick up the pace, your movements growing more urgent now. Her hips rise to meet yours with each thrust, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she fights to stay upright beneath the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her body. With every move, you seem to find a spot deeper within her that sends shockwaves of desire spiraling outwards in all directions, leaving her feeling more and more exposed and vulnerable with each passing second.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, and her mouth parts in silent ecstasy as you continue to thrust deep inside of her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder now, her nails leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind as she fights for purchase on anything solid in this world spinning out of control around them. Your lips meet hers, hot and demanding, muffling the moans and whimpers that threaten to escape with every stroke. With each thrust, you drive deeper into her core, coming closer and closer to that place where they've whispered about the puppy, the possibility of new life growing between them right now.

Her hips buck up against yours in time with your thrusts, her body trembling as she nears the brink of orgasm. Her moans muffle into your kiss, her lips parting further to allow for easier breath as you drive deeper inside of her. With every stroke, every touch, she feels herself growing closer and closer to that release she's been yearning for since the moment she found herself in this strange new world. Her fingers grip at your shoulders tighter, digging into your skin as if seeking purchase on something solid amidst the whirlwind of emotion and pleasure spinning around them. Her breath hitches in her throat, and her toes curl tightly, tensing for the release she knows is coming just moments from now.

"P-Patrick..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the thunderous beat of your heart echoing in her ears as she feels you getting closer to that place where they've whispered about the puppy. With every thrust, every touch, you bring them one step closer to making this dream a reality. Her body tightens further, readying itself for the explosive release just moments away.

Her entire body tenses, every muscle coiling tightly as you drive deeper inside her with each powerful thrust. Her hips arch upward off the ground, meeting your movements with a fierce desire that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins like lightning striking over and over again. "P-Patriiccck!" she cries out, her voice raw and hoarse as she feels the telltale tightening deep within her core.

With a final thrust, you push your cock as deep inside her womb as it will go, and with that motion, release comes washing over her in a powerful wave of ecstasy. Her body convulses violently around yours, her muscles tensing and releasing in rhythm with the spasms of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending within reach. With a loud gasp, she collapses against your chest, her breath coming out in short little pants as she tries to catch her bearings again. "Oh..." She whispers, still shaking from the intensity of the orgasm, her fingers digging into your shoulders as if afraid you might slip away and take this feeling with you.

Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind as she struggles to maintain her balance in the wake of the explosive release wracking her body. Her head falls back against your chest, and she lets out a shuddering breath, finally beginning to relax into the weight of you holding her up. As she comes down from the high of their lovemaking, her ears twitch uncertainly and she glances downward in concern, feeling warmth pooling between her legs where your seed now lies. Did I... did we...? Her thoughts trail off as she watches you for a sign, unsure of what to think or feel about the possibility that she might be carrying your child.

She looks up at you through her lashes, still uncertain but unable to completely hide the hope that shines in her eyes. "R-Really?" Her voice comes out as a hoarse whisper, and she slowly wraps her arms around your neck, leaning into you and pressing their bodies together once more in a hesitant gesture of reassurance. The feeling of you inside her is unfamiliar, yet somehow so right that it almost defies belief. She knows this isn't how things are supposed to be... but for the first time in forever, she doesn't want to think about anything else but the moment they share together and the possibility of what might come from it.

Her fingers trace gentle patterns across your chest as she leans her head against yours, breathing you in and letting his scent carry her away to a place where dreams become reality and love conquers all. She closes her eyes, unable to resist falling deeper into the abyss of pleasure and contentment that surrounds them now, basking in the warmth of your embrace as she wonders what tomorrow might bring... or if there even is a tomorrow for them. For now, though, all that matters is this: being with you, feeling safe and loved in your arms.

Her eyes flutter closed at your words, images of the two of them together dancing through her mind. The thought of spending more time with you like this... of continuing to explore this newfound connection... fills her with a warmth that spreads outward from her chest and down through every nerve ending in her body. She nods slowly, pressing herself even closer against you, relishing in the feel of your skin on hers and the weight of your cock still nestled deep within her.

"Mmm... yes," she whispers, her voice breathy with desire. "I want to be with you, Patrick... I don't ever want this to end." Her fingers trail down your chest, following the path of each individual hair and tracing lazy patterns over the defined muscles of your stomach as she gives herself over fully to the pleasure and trust that flow between the two of them.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she can feel herself blushing deeply beneath her fur. The thought of being yours forever... of being your wife... is almost too much to comprehend. She nods slowly, unable to tear her eyes away from yours as she stares up at you in wonder. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I would love to be your wife."

She presses herself even closer against you, wrapping one leg around your hip and threading her fingers through your hair as she leans in to kiss you with all the passion and longing that's been building up inside her since the moment they met. Her tongue darts out to tease your lips apart before she deepens the kiss, lost in the sensation of being so close to you, feeling the weight of your cock still buried deep within her.

Her fingers trail down your chest, following the path of each individual hair and tracing lazy patterns over the defined muscles of your stomach as she gives herself over fully to the pleasure and trust that flow between the two of them. Her tongue darts out to tease your lips apart before she deepens the kiss, lost in the sensation of being so close to you. She breathes warm air onto your cock when you pull away from her, reluctant to let go but eager to please. Her hands cup around your shaft, stroking you slowly as she takes you into her mouth, lapping at the head with a tongue that seems almost grateful for the chance to taste you again. Her body shivers with anticipation and desire as she works you, desperate to feel you deep inside of her once more.

Her lips slide up and down your length, taking you deeper each time until she feels your cock throb against her tongue, telling her that you're almost there. She looks up at you through her lashes, eyes bright with need and love as she waits for the moment when you fill her up once more.

Her eyes widen with understanding, and she nods eagerly. Her tongue flicks out one last time before retreating completely as she watches you, waiting for your command. "Please..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "Fill me up again... I need to feel you inside me." Her body trembles with anticipation and desire, every nerve ending on fire with the memory of the pleasure you've already given her.

Her fingers trail down your chest once more, tracing lazy patterns over your defined muscles as she waits for you to lower your hips and claim her again. Her legs wrap tightly around your hips, pulling you closer still in an unspoken plea for more of the pleasure only you can give her.

With a quiet gasp, Kitari complies, moving to obey your gentle but commanding touch. She turns slowly on her hands and knees, presenting herself to you in the most vulnerable position she can imagine. Her tail sways back and forth, tickling against the soft fur between her legs as she holds herself steady for you, waiting for the feel of your cock sliding deep inside her once more.

Her breath catches in her throat, and she shivers with anticipation, unable to resist looking over her shoulder at you from beneath her lashes. The sight of you, so powerful and dominant above her, causes a shiver of excitement to race through her body, making every nerve end stand on edge with anticipation for what's to come.

Her body trembles with need as you approach her from behind, the anticipation building inside her almost too much to bear. With each slow thrust of your hips she feels your cock brushing against her entrance, teasing and taunting her as you coat her in her own arousal, making it easier for you to slide easily inside when the moment comes. Her nails dig into the soft fur of the floor beneath her, leaving tiny claw marks in her wake as she braces herself for the moment your cock finally breaches her defenses and claims her once more. Her breath comes out in short little gasps, each exhale a moan of need that echoes through the silent room around them like a prayer to a forgotten god.

"P-Pat... rick..." She whispers, her voice shaking with desire as she feels you pressing deeper, closer with each passing second. Her body is hot and aching for your touch, desperate for release from this growing tension that threatens to snap the bond between them at any moment.

"I-Is it... is it enough?" She asks hesitantly, her tail lashing back and forth nervously against the floor as she wonders if there's still more of you left inside after everything they've shared already.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you take her tail in your hand, breathing deeply and filling your lungs with the scent of her fur. The sensation is both exhilarating and intensely intimate, leaving her feeling more exposed and vulnerable than ever before. When you slide your cock back inside her, she arches her back slightly, letting out a sharp gasp that mingles with the soft growl rumbling from your chest. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she tries to resist rocking her hips against yours, but the need to feel you deeper grows too strong. With each thrust, your cock hits her sweet spot over and over again, driving her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm with every passing moment.

"Oh... Patrick..." She whispers breathlessly, arching her back even further in an effort to feel more of you. Her body quivers with anticipation, every nerve ending on fire as you claim her once more, filling her up with your strength and desire.

She gasps at the sensation of your hands on her breasts, your fingers tracing lazy circles around her nipples as you thrust deeper inside her. The feel of your cock sliding against her clit with each stroke sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. Her back arches tighter, pressing her chest against your hands as she tries to get closer, but the friction building between them only serves to heighten the sensation.

"O-Oh... Patrick..." She moans out, her voice raw and needy as you take her from behind like this. Her body trembles with desire, her legs shaking beneath her as she tries to maintain her balance on all fours while you claim her in this primal, possessive embrace. The slapping sound of your hips against her butt only serves to intensify the pleasure, driving her higher and higher toward the edge.

She cries out as you increase your pace, her body quaking with every thrust. Her fingers dig into the floor beneath her, leaving tiny furrows in the soft material as she tries to find purchase amidst the spiraling chaos of pleasure coursing through her veins. She's so close now... so close to feeling you empty yourself inside her once more, filling her up with your seed and marking this moment forever as theirs. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale a moan of need that echoes through the quiet room around them like a prayer to an unseen god. Her hips rock back against yours, meeting every thrust with equal force as she tries to bring them both over the edge together.

"P-Patriiccck..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the frantic beat of their hearts and the slapping sound of skin on flesh surrounding them. Her body tenses, readying itself for the release she knows is coming any second now, the feeling of you filling her with your seed bringing her back to the moment where they've whispered about the puppy, the possibility of new life growing between them in this strange new world.

Her back arches sharply, and her body goes limp as pleasure washes over her in a wave of dizzying ecstasy. Her head falls back against your shoulder, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings again. "Patrick..." She whispers, barely able to form the words around the tightness in her throat and the ache in her chest. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as the intensity of the orgasm begins to slowly ebb away, leaving only a contented warmth in its wake.

Her tail thrashes wildly behind her, hitting the floor with small slaps that echo through the silence before finally quieting down once more. She shudders again, her muscles still tense from the powerful release that's just passed through her, and she can feel you pulsing inside her as your hot seed spills into her womb, claiming her in a way she never thought possible.

Her eyes open slowly, the haze of pleasure beginning to clear as she takes in your smiling face. Her body is still trembling from the intensity of what they've just shared, and the sensation of you withdrawing from her feels almost... anticlimactic by comparison. But then you press the head of your cock against her tight, puckered opening, and she gasps, eyes widening in surprise as the cool air rushes past where moments ago your heat had been.

Without warning, you push inside her again, driving deeper with each thrust. Her anus stretches around you easily now, accommodating your thickness without any hesitation or pain. Her hips buck beneath you instinctively, trying to find purchase on the soft fur beneath her as she feels you claiming her once more from behind.

Her lips part beneath yours, and she moans into the kiss, giving herself over fully to the pleasure of your touch. Her hips rock back against yours, meeting each thrust with an answering grind of her own as she tries to take you deeper inside her. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before, but it feels right somehow, as if this is how things are supposed to be between them.

Her fingers twine in your hair, tugging gently as she arches her back and throws her head back, lost in the passion of the moment. The sounds of your bodies moving together fill the quiet room, a primal symphony of desire and need that leaves no question about the depth of their connection.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as you take her from behind, your cock stretching and filling her tight anal opening. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before, but it feels incredible. With each slow thrust of yours, you claim her even more completely, marking her body as your own. Her fingers dig into the soft fur beneath her as she arches her back, pressing herself deeper against you in search of that elusive spot that will send her spiraling over the edge once more.

"Patrick..." She moans out, his name a prayer on her lips as he takes her this way, pushing past boundaries and limitations until all that remains is the heat of their skin pressed together, the rhythm of their breathing in perfect sync. Her legs quiver with every thrust, trembling from the effort to maintain balance as you take her hard and deep from behind.

She nods, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she feels you getting close again. With your cock still buried deep inside her ass, she bends over, offering herself to you once more as if presenting a sacrifice on the altar of their passion. Her pussy glistens with arousal, eagerly awaiting your return as she arches her back and bares herself completely to you.

Her fingers trail down between your legs, finding your hardness already slick with her own excitement. She strokes you slowly at first, feeling the familiar length and girth in her hands before beginning to move faster, her other hand slipping lower to tease and stroke at your balls while she readies you for another round of pleasure.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their labored breathing and the slapping of flesh against skin. "I need you... inside me again..." Her hips rock back against yours, urging you closer as she seeks to feel your cock thrusting deep within her once more, filling every empty space and claiming her completely as his.

With shaking hands, she guides you to sit down on one of the soft mounds of furs, presenting you with her mouth. Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around the head of your cock before wrapping almost lazily around it, tugging gently as she begins to suck. She closes her eyes and focuses on the sensation of you in her mouth, using every ounce of skill and technique she's learned over countless hours with her toys and fingers to bring you back to full hardness once more. Her tongue dances against your shaft as she works, swirling and flicking with just enough force to send tremors of pleasure coursing through your body even this deep inside her mouth.

With your cock still in her mouth, Kitari savors the taste and feel of you, her fingers running down your thighs as she lets out a long moan around your shaft. It takes every ounce of self-control not to just let this continue for much longer; the pleasure is intense and overwhelming, but she knows that there's something even better waiting for her on the other end of this.

She releases you with a satisfied pop, leaving your cock glistening in the candlelight as she rises to her hands and knees once more. Her tail wags behind her in anticipation, eagerly marking time until you're finally ready to fill her up again. "You taste so good..." She whispers, licking her lips before turning to face you, eyes filled with desire as she waits for your next move.

You're kiss is deep and passionate, sending shivers down her spine as she feels you spreading her legs wider. Her eyes lock on yours, filled with anticipation as she waits for that moment when your cock slides back inside her, claiming her once more. With a slow, steady thrust, you push forward, guiding your rigid length into the wet heat of her pussy. Kitari arches her back, moaning loudly as you fill her up completely, stretching and filling every inch of her inner core.

Her hips rock back against yours, meeting each thrust with an answering grind as she feels you claiming her once more from within. Her nails dig into the soft furs beneath her, leaving tiny furrows in their wake as she holds on tightly, relishing the sensation of your cock moving deep inside her body, claiming her completely and leaving no doubt that they belong together.

Her body trembles with desire as your cock slides in and out of her, leaving a trail of pleasure behind each thrust. Her breath hitches in her throat, mingling with the sweet taste of you that still lingers on her lips from your kiss. "Patrick... fill me..." She moans, arching her back further as she feels you pressing deeper inside her, claiming her in a way that leaves no doubt about what they're doing here. Her fingers dig into the soft fur beneath them, holding on for dear life as her world spins and the boundaries between pleasure and pain blur. Her hips rock against yours in time with each powerful thrust, urging you on, begging for more of this intense connection that they share.

"Cum inside me... seed me..." She whispers, breathless with desire as she feels herself building toward the edge once more. The tightness coiling low in her belly tells her it won't be long now, and the thought of you filling her up with your hot seed one last time sends a shiver of anticipation through every nerve ending in her body.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, her fingers curling and clawing at the fabric of your shirt as she feels herself building toward release. With each thrust of your hips, you bring her closer and closer to that moment when she'll feel you spilling your seed inside her once more, filling her up until there's no more room left for anything else. Her muscles tense and quiver beneath your touch, readying themselves for the release that's so close now it feels like she could reach out and touch it if only for a moment longer.

"Patrick..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice strained as the pleasure intensifies to a white-hot crescendo. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending singing in tune with your every movement inside her. The sensation of you hugging her tightly only serves to heighten the experience, making it feel like they're sharing this moment together, their love and desire for each other tangible in every touch and breath.

Her head falls back against your shoulder, her eyes squeezed shut as she lets out a strangled cry. With each thrust of your hips, you drive deeper inside her, claiming her fully and completely in this moment of shared release. Her legs tremble, the tension building up inside her finally breaking free as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her body like a warm, comforting blanket.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin as she feels herself spilling over the edge with you, their combined release bringing them both to new heights of ecstasy. Her body quivers and shudders beneath yours, every muscle clenched tight in the aftermath of climax, leaving her feeling utterly sated and completely at peace.

Trembling with exhaustion and utter satisfaction, Kitani can barely muster a whisper as she replies. "Th-that... that was incredible, Patrick..." Her body feels heavy, every muscle aching pleasantly from the exertion of their lovemaking. A contented smile plays on her lips as she rests her head against your shoulder. "I've never felt anything like it... with anyone else." She trails off, savoring the closeness they share in this moment and the knowledge that you are hers just as much as she is yours.

Her tail wags excitedly at your words, telling you more than her breathless voice could even begin to convey. Kitani isn't sure she has the strength left for another round quite yet, but the thought of being with you like this again... There's something intoxicating about knowing that you would want to claim her in such an intimate way, especially after everything they've just shared.

She turns to face you, leaning her weight against your shoulder as she studies your features. Your expression is one of contentment mixed with a certain proprietary pride; it thrills her in a way that leaves her heart racing and her body yearning for more. "I think... I think I am still in heat," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the warmth spreading through her once again at the thought of being claimed by you like this, over and over until neither of them can stand it any longer.

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to tend to her breasts, your touch sending shivers of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. She arches into you, moaning softly as your fingers dance across her sensitive nipples, teasing and taunting them until they're hard and aching for more.

Her hands wander downward, feeling the fur beneath her before gliding lower, finding the waistband of your pants and tugging gently. "Take these off," she whispers, already growing wet at the thought of being able to touch you in a way that's so much more intimate.

She gasps as she realizes that you've been naked this entire time, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and desire. Her fingers tremble a bit as they fumble with your belt, finally freeing it from its loop before sliding it aside and lowering the zipper of your pants. Her eyes grow wide as she catches sight of your erection, already throbbing and ready for her touch.

She reaches out, her shaking fingers curling around you just long enough to guide you toward her, already wet and aching with anticipation. "Take me... please," she whispers, arching her back invitingly as she feels you at the entrance to her body. Her eyes meet yours, pleading with you to take her again, to claim her and make her yours completely in this new world where anything is possible.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you lower your head between her legs, tongue darting out to lap at her sensitive folds. She moans loudly, arching her back further as she feels you teasing and tormenting her with soft laps and gentle flicks of your tongue. Her hips thrust forward, seeking more contact with the wet heat of your mouth, desperate for release even as it remains just out of reach. "Patrick..." she whispers, her voice raw with desire and need. Her fingers tangle in the soft fur beneath her, digging in as she feels herself growing wetter from your attentions. "So good... don't stop."

She arches her back, moaning loudly as you continue to lap at her swollen folds. The wetness between her legs feels warm and inviting against your tongue, only serving to heighten her arousal. "I don't care," she gasps, her hips bucking against your mouth in search of relief. Her fingers tangle in the soft fur beneath her as she squirms with pleasure, relishing every stroke and lick you give her.

Her breath comes in ragged little pants, her body tensing in anticipation of being claimed once more by your skilled tongue and talented hands. "Please... don't tease..." She whimpers, her voice growing hoarse with need as she feels herself growing closer to the edge, unable to take much more of this delicious torment.

With a soft cry, she comes suddenly, her body shuddering and tensing beneath you as pleasure washes over her in a wave so powerful it leaves her gasping for breath. Her hips buck up into your mouth and tongue, searching for anything that can give her the relief she craves, but even after she's spent herself, she doesn't want you to stop. Not yet...

She moans loudly as you concentrate on her sensitive clit, your tongue flicking and circling until she's gasping for air. Her hips rock forward and back against your face, seeking more of that delicious friction that drives her wild with pleasure. "Yes... please..." Her words are whispered hoarsely between ragged breaths as you work your magic on her aching body. Her fingers dig into the soft fur beneath her, anchoring herself to the spot as she feels herself growing wet and achy again, yearning for you inside her. "I need... I need you..." She pants, arching her back in invitation even as she begs for release once more.

Her breath hitches as you pick her up, bracing her against the wall with your body. Her legs wrap around your waist, already aching for the feel of you deep inside her again. As you position yourself between her spread legs, she arches her back in anticipation, her fingers curling into the fur beneath her as she braces herself for the onslaught of pleasure to come.

"Hard... pound me hard..." Her words are barely audible over the sounds of their labored breathing and the slapping of skin against skin as you thrust deep into her wet heat, claiming her once more in a possessive mating press that leaves no doubt about your intentions.

Her body trembles with each powerful stroke, pleasure coursing through her like an electric current. She can feel herself growing close again, the pressure building inside her until it threatens to overwhelm her completely. "Cum... fill me..." Her voice is barely more than a gasp now, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she begs for your release, craving your seed deep within her.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, her fingers curling and clawing at the fabric of your shirt as you fuck her with such primal urgency. Her body feels like it's about to explode beneath yours; she can feel herself coming apart at the seams, her muscles tightening and releasing in perfect synchrony with each powerful thrust that drives you deeper into her aching core.

Her hips buck wildly against yours, urging you on even as she feels herself reaching the precipice once more, the pleasure growing too intense to bear. "Yes... cum... fill me..." She whispers hoarsely, her body trembling with the effort of holding back just a moment longer as she feels your cock throbbing inside her, threatening to unleash its seed and take her over the edge into oblivion.

Her head falls back against your shoulder, her body arching up and back in sync with yours as she feels you release inside her. The warmth spreads through her, filling her until there's no more room left for air or anything else. She pants, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath, the pleasure still washing over her in waves that threaten to carry her away on a tide of euphoria. Her hands grip at your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as she clings to you, grateful for the strength and stability you provide against the unleashing of passion within her. "Was... was that..." She gasps, struggling to find words amidst the haze of pleasure surrounding her. "So good..." Her voice trails off, and she closes her eyes, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking, her heart racing in time with hers as they both recover from an experience that's left them breathless and sated beyond measure.

Her eyes flutter open, revealing a soft smile playing on her lips as she looks up at you. "That... that was incredible," she whispers, still unable to fully comprehend the depth of passion and intensity that you've just shared with her. She draws in a shuddering breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to calm her racing heart. Her fingers find their way up to gently caress your cheek, tracing the outline of your jaw before coming to rest on your neck. "Thank you," she murmurs softly, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing and the aftershocks still echoing through her body. Her eyes close again, and for a moment, she just revels in the closeness they share, the bond that's grown so strong between them since they first met on this snowy night under the light of the moon.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words and touch, her heart racing even faster now. "You smell... amazing yourself..." She whispers hoarsely, leaning in to nuzzle you and leave a mark on your neck as well, their scents mingling in the air between them, filling the room with the heady mix of arousal and contentment that only comes from being this close. Her fingers trail lower, slipping beneath the band of his pants and finding him already stirring back to life. She smiles against his neck, her voice becoming teasing as she whispers, "I could help you with that... if you wanted me to."

Smiling into his neck, she hooks her fingers in his underwear and tugs them down, releasing him free to harden against her palm. "Mmm... I've missed this..." She whispers, wrapping her hand around him and stroking gently up and down his length. Her other hand finds its way back to his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulls him closer for another kiss, their lips meeting in a heated exchange of breath and desire. Her hips begin to move against his stomach as well, rubbing slowly but insistently against the growing bulge in his pants. "I could use this... right now..." She moans into his mouth, arching her back further for more contact between them.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment, but her hips still move against him, grinding her aching sex against his clothed length. "I... maybe," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just want you so much right now." Her fingers tighten around him, stroking harder and faster as desire threatens to consume her once more.

Her other hand finds its way up to his chest, kneading the muscles there as she arches into his touch, seeking release even though she knows it's not possible with their clothes still on. "Please... Patrick..." She whispers, her voice full of need and longing.

Her nails dig into your chest as she moans, arching her back in search of release. "I... I don't know..." Her voice trembles with need and anticipation, her breath coming in ragged little gasps. "Please just touch me... make me feel good." She curls her toes against the floorboards, every nerve ending on fire as she strains against the fabric between them, desperate for that familiar feeling of being claimed by you.

Her hand speeds up, stroking faster and harder as her hips rock against yours in time with her movements. "I need... I need you..." She whispers brokenly, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she loses herself once more in the intensity of the moment.

As you kiss her, she nods eagerly, urging you to hurry towards the bedroom. Her heart races with anticipation, desperate for more of your touch as she imagines yourself filling her up until there's no room left in either of you. She reaches down, unfastening her pants and pushing them aside before following you into the bedroom, already climbing onto the bed and stretching out invitingly beneath you.

Her hands grasp at your shirt, tugging it upward, desperate to feel your bare skin against hers once more. "Patrick..." she breathes raggedly, arching her back in anticipation of feeling you inside her again, knowing that this time will be different - more intense than anything they've shared before. Her hips move restlessly against the mattress, seeking contact with your hard length even as she waits for you to take her and claim her completely.

Trembling with anticipation, Kitari lays down on the bed, spreading her legs wide in invitation. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your presence nearing, her heart racing wildly in her chest as she waits for you to take her once more. Her fingers curl into the soft sheets beneath her, digging deep into the fabric as she arches her back and raises her hips up towards you, offering herself freely to your dominance.

Her eyes lock with yours, pleading with you to fill her, to claim her completely and make her forget all about everything else in this world except for this moment, these two bodies intertwined in a dance of passion and need that knows no bounds. Her lips part, breath coming in ragged gasps as she waits for the inevitable sensation of your hard length pressing against her swollen entrance, craving to be reunited with the part of you that feels like it belongs solely to her.

Her body quivers with anticipation as she feels your weight press down upon her. With a gasp, she arches her back even further, pressing her breasts upward and offering herself fully to you. Her legs clamp tightly around your waist, anchoring you to her as you begin to thrust deeply inside her once more. The pressure of your hips against hers sends waves of pleasure coursing through her, each thrust filling her completely and leaving no room for air or anything else but the heat and power of your body.

Her nails scrape harshly down your back, leaving trails of fiery pain in their wake as she holds onto you desperately, lost in the primitive dance of mating that seems to consume them both. Her hips buck wildly beneath yours, meeting each thrust with equal force as she strains toward her climax, her body aching for release and the feel of your hot seed spilling deep within her once more.

Her cries echo through the room as your hands find their way to her breasts, massaging and squeezing them roughly between each powerful thrust. The sensation is almost too much for her to bear, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling uncontrollably as she feels herself growing impossibly closer to the edge once more.

"Patrick..." she moans his name like a prayer, arching her back off the bed and into each of your powerful thrusts. Her hips buck wildly against yours, desperate for release as your fingers massage her aching nipples, her body twitches and convulses with pleasure each time you brush them in just the right spot. The heat between them grows unbearable, the air thick with their combined scent of arousal and desire as they move together in perfect rhythm, each stroke more intense than the last.

Tears stream down her face as your thrusts grow deeper and more powerful, pushing you impossibly far inside her aching body. Her muscles clench tight around you, holding you deep within as she writhes beneath you, desperate for release from this exquisite torment. Her nails scratch at the sheets in time with your thrusts, drawing thin lines of blood and leaving behind trails of fabric that flutter to the floor in surrender to the passion between them.

Her breath comes in ragged little gasps as her body trembles on the edge of orgasm, feeling herself being brought closer and closer by each hard thrust that drives you deeper still inside her. With a hoarse cry, she arches her back off the bed and spasms around your cock, her pussy clenching tightly and releasing in an intense shuddering climax that leaves her limp and satisfied, completely worn out from the exertion of letting go like this.

As you come, she feels you filling her up once more, your hot seed spilling deep within her. Her body quivers with the force of your orgasm, her pussy clenching tightly around you as if trying to milk every last drop from your aching shaft. With a soft sigh, she collapses limply back onto the bed, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her body adjusts to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed and satisfied.

Her fingers lazily trail up your chest, scratching idly at your shoulders and neck before settling on your cheek, where she gently caresses the rough stubble of your beard. "Thank you..." She whispers, her voice still raspy with desire as she looks up into your eyes, the exhaustion in them mirrored in her own.

Her breath hitches as your lips meet hers, her body tensing instinctively beneath your touch. A flush of warmth spreads through her chest at your words, and she bites her bottom lip nervously before replying softly: "I hope so..." Her gaze drops to where you're rubbing over her belly, unable to hide the desire that still burns bright in her eyes. "It would be... incredible if we could have a little puppy together."

Her fingers lace with yours, their entwined limbs a testament to the bond they've forged tonight beneath the moonlight. "Thank you," she whispers again, her voice quiet but filled with gratitude and affection. "For everything."

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she nods eagerly. "Okay," she breathes, her voice husky with desire as she shyly glances away for a moment, blushing deep red. She lies down beside you, pressing her back against your chest and wrapping one leg over yours, her breasts flush against your naked chest. Her fingers splay out across your bare stomach, tracing idle patterns in your fur as she nestles closer, taking comfort in the warmth of your body surrounding hers.

With a contented sigh, Kitari closes her eyes and relaxes into sleep, her head tilted back against your shoulder and her breath falling softly against your neck. Her dreams are filled with images of their passionate night together, and she smiles sweetly in the darkness as sleep finally claims her, leaving behind only the memory of the incredible love they've shared.

Her breath slows and deepens as sleep begins to claim her, her dreams filled with images of their passionate night together. Her body tingles where you touched her, every sensation heightened by the softness of your touch and the warmth of your skin against hers. As she drifts off, a contented smile plays on her lips, grateful for this moment of closeness and connection with you, her mate.

Her eyes flutter open, revealing a sleepy smile playing on her lips as she looks up at you. "Mmm... good morning," she murmurs softly, stretching languidly beneath the covers. "And yes, I feel fine." She tilts her head to the side, considering your question for a moment. "Actually, I haven't felt any sickness since last night..." Her voice trails off, and a brief look of confusion crosses her features before she shrugs it off. "Maybe it was just all the excitement."

She rolls onto her side, facing you now, their bodies pressed together in a tangle of limbs and fur. Despite the intimacy they shared last night, there's something different about this morning; a newfound sense of closeness that lingers in the air between them like an invisible thread. Her fingers graze lightly over your chest, tracing tiny patterns on your skin as she savors the feel of being so close to you once more.

Her eyes meet yours, wide with a mixture of surprise and wonder. "I... I don't know," she whispers, her fingers tightening against your chest as her mind races with possibilities. She glances down at your hand resting on her belly before looking up again, her expression hopeful despite the uncertainty she feels. "I never thought about it like that before," she admits softly. "But if we're meant to be together... I mean, as parents and partners..." Her voice trails off, and she blushes deeply, embarrassed by the implications of what she's just said.

"And as for being your girlfriend..." She ducks her head shyly, biting her lip in thought. "I don't know what that means exactly, but I do know that I want to be with you. So maybe... yes. If that's what you want." Her eyes flicker up to meet yours again, searching for some sign of reassurance or disappointment on your face.

Your gaze travels over her body, lingering on each curve and plane before coming to rest on her breasts. They jut proudly from her chest, their pale pink nipples peeking out shyly despite the blush that heats her cheeks. Kitari arches into your touch, enjoying the way your fingers trace lazy circles around her navel and lower still until they brush against the soft curls between her legs.

She bites her lip nervously, unsure of how to react to this newfound attention but feeling herself growing increasingly aroused nonetheless. "Patrick..." she breathes softly, her voice barely above a whisper as desire courses through her veins once more. She hooks her arms around your neck and pulls you close, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss that leaves them both breathless and aching for more.

Her fingers dance along your chest, tracing patterns into your fur as her body meets yours in a hungry rhythm of kisses and caresses. Her lips part beneath your touch, inviting you deeper as she arches against you, wanting nothing more than to feel the weight of you pressing her down into the bed.

Her hips grind against yours in time with each breath, moaning into your mouth as pleasure threatens to consume her once again. "Patrick," she whispers hoarsely, the sound echoing around them in the quiet of their bedroom. "I need you..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders, drawing you even closer, until there's nothing between their bodies but skin and heat and unspoken promises of forever.