Page 15 of Seneca


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He switched them suddenly, pushing her against the wall.He kissed her roughly as he lifted her and she hooked her ankles at his lower back.She grabbed the shower bar and let out a groan as his cock slid home inside her, stretching her just right.Her tigress yowled in happiness.

She broke the kiss and dropped her head back against the wall as Seneca thrust into her over and over.He lowered his head and kissed her neck, trailing his teeth down to the place where her neck and shoulder met, and then he bit her.Not hard, just enough to wake up her tigress even more.

Sunny’s fingertips ached and she tightened her legs around his waist, using the shower bar to give herself some leverage.He didn’t need her help, though.He held her easily, fucking her hard and fast as the shower sprayed hot water on them, and her whole body felt like it was on fire.

“Oh, Seneca,” she said, tilting her head to give him more access to her neck and digging her nails into his shoulder.

He braced her with one arm and slipped his hand between them, his thumb rubbing her clit.She gasped and then grinned ferally as he rubbed her clit, his cock thick inside her and stretching her, heightening the sensations as he drove her toward the height of pleasure.

Her toes curled and she closed her eyes as heat poured over her.She was so damn close!If only… oh yes!She moaned loudly as she came, feeling sexy and wanton and so very cared for by her soulmate.

As her pussy tightened with her pleasure, he slapped his hand against the wall above her head and began to move again, growling, “You’re so fucking tight, holy hell, Sunny.”

She let go of the shower bar and held onto him as her climax moved in heated waves through her, prolonged by the way his pelvis rubbed against her sensitive flesh.

He let out a growl as he came, his cock thickening and spasming inside her, the tendons standing out on his neck, and then he groaned as pleasure hit him.

She purred and held him close, and that’s when she noticed her fingernails.

“Look,” she whispered.

He tilted his head down to look at her hands and her black, sharp nails.

“Shit, are you okay?”he asked.

“Yeah, it feels a little weird, but I think when I came, my tigress came out a little with me.”

He kissed her and eased from her body with a groan.When her feet were on the tub floor, she let go and realized she’d scratched him.“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize my nails were so sharp.”Her nails returned to normal and her tigress let out a happy purr.

“You can scratch me anytime, sweetheart.I promise I loved it.Your eyes turned gold when you came too.”

“Really?Wow.She must like you as much as I do.”

“The feeling is entirely mutual.”

They stared at each other for a moment and then both laughed.“Let’s finish cleaning up before the hot water runs out,” he said.

“I’m surprised it lasted this long.”

“Me too.”

She was still tingling in all the good places when they turned off the water and dried off.She took her hair out of the mostly wet braid and put it into a messy bun so it stayed off her neck until it dried.As they dressed, she asked, “Do bears mark their mates?”

He straightened, a black T-shirt in one hand.“Yeah.I did bite you, but I didn’t want to mark you until we were both ready.There’s no mating ceremony like some other shifter groups have.Once I mark you, we’re mated.But you’re already my mate, whether you’re marked or not.”

“I like that bears aren’t all caught up in ceremonies.I don’t know much about tiger customs, but I really wanted to bite you.”

“We don’t have any tigers in the park, so there’s no one for us to ask, and it’s not like shifters keep websites with detailed information.But we could just do whatever feels right when it comes to marking and mating each other, even if we do something that’s unique for us.”

She let that roll around in her head for a moment.“I like that.You’re really sweet.”

“Anything for you, Sunny.”

“Okay, this place is amazing,” Sunny said as she and Seneca walked into the marketplace with all the amazing little shops and the cafeteria.

She’d never seen anything like it.

“We’re really underground,” she said, aware she sounded like a yokel visiting the big city.But the marketplace, as it was colloquially known, was impressive.