Mated By The Panther

He carried the groceries in both his arms and shoved the front door open with his shoulders. He placed the bulging bags on the kitchen counter, his ears pricked to catch any sound of her approach but the cabin was oddly quiet as if he were alone. He tip toed to the room but it was empty; he saw that she had made the bed and unpacked most of her clothes and that her bras and panties were mixed with his own underwear in the wardrobe.

Diesel placed a suppressing hand on his rising cock.

He knocked on the bathroom door but there was no reply. He turned the knob and pushed the door open.

Sonya stood naked in the middle of the bathroom toweling her hair, her back to Diesel. Her creamy thighs were topped with the most luscious ass Diesel had ever seen; nice and round inviting a diligent spanking till she was wet between the legs.

“You can come in,” Sonya said and Diesel froze. He wanted to run but it was suddenly physically impossible. He watched, paralyzed, as Sonya turned, a teasing smile tugging at the corner of her lips, her caramel colored hair brushing the pink tips of her full heavy breasts, her nipples hard and flecked with droplets of water.

Diesel’s cock was pressing hard against his jeans, pleading to be let out and in her. Sonya came closer and he could smell her, soap and lavender but also the musk from her pussy. He could feel her heat. She cupped his bulging jeans.

“Poor baby,” she cooed and unbuttoned and unzipped him. He shuddered as her hands took hold of his throbbing cock, shallow breathing leaving his lips as she began to stroke him, up and down, up and down. “Let me kiss it better,” Sonya said and knelt down in front of him, her large hazel eyes never leaving his as she kissed the tip of his cock, then licked it before devouring him whole.

He was weak in the knees by the time she got back up, her breasts pressing against his chest.

“Did you like that?” she asked with guileless eyes and Diesel grunted as he picked her up and threw her on the bed.

“The ad said you must like it rough,” he grunted taking his shirt off. “Do you mind if I test that out.”

“I don’t mind at all,” she said turning her back to him so he could squeeze her ass, stroke his cock between the cheeks and then spank her till her skin was an angry red and she was clutching the sheets and whimpering. Diesel stuck two fingers inside her and felt how wet she was.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said whispering in her ear, not waiting for her reply as he plunged deep inside her from behind. Sonya’s back arched and Diesel took hold of her breasts, pinching the nipples between his fingers as he thrust in to her. Sonya leaned back and kissed him, her tongue grazing his and he bucked as he released inside her.

Diesel had had countless one night stands where he had wanted to fuck someone very badly but didn’t want them around once the deed was done. Sonya was different. He didn’t think he’d ever have enough of her; he wanted to know more about her, to run his fingers through her hair and kiss that small scar on the back of her ear just before the hairline.

Diesel was quickly falling in love and he feared that a girl like Sonya deserved better.

“Why’d you answer the ad?” he asked lying next to her as the sun started its descent to the western horizon.

“What do you mean?” Sonya asked tracing her fingers through his chest hair.

“I didn’t mention anything about myself,” he said sitting up on one arm and looking at her, “I just demanded a few random things and said nothing about who I was. I could have been a psycho!”

“Are you?” she asked arching an eyebrow.

“No.”

“Well there you go.”

“You know what I mean,” he said not backing down like she obviously wanted him to. “Why are you here Sonya?” he needed to know that his hunch was right; he wasn’t that lucky that God would send him this girl as an apology for the life he had lead.

“I’m hiding,” she finally said.

“From what?” Diesel asked his worst fear confirmed. She wasn’t here for him.

“Not what, whom,” she said and sighed, “My ex-boyfriend. He’s a Weretiger; and yes I know you know what that means; I’m not stupid. Shifter Grove? All these houses in the woods with at least a three mile distance between each? I know this town is full of Shifters and I really don’t care. I keep my door locked at night.”