Samuel slowly lowered Scarletra`s zipper, the humming vibrations tickling at his fingertips. Slowly but surely, her forest of fur grew more canyon-like and begged to be released. Eventually, Scarletera`s two massive globes could not be contained and overflowed from the garment, ripping the zipper from his hand.

　　Seeing Scarletras womanly mounds again made Samuel`s cock as hard as tungsten. He eagerly pinched and massaged one of Scarletra`s hard pink nipples while plunging his other hand down inside her jumpsuit opening, her warm fur welcoming him back.

　　"You really are excited," Scarletra moaned.

　　Samuel`s hand snaked past her mountainous furry belly and reached her wet, waiting folds. He smirked, feeling slick dripping onto his palm when she opened her legs wider. "Of course I am. Is that a complaint?"

　　Scarletra giggled and pushed Samuel so he was straddling one of her legs before kissing him deeply. She feasted on how his eyes lost some focus, giving in to the candy taste on her lips. "Not at all," She growled.

　　"Good," Samuel gasped when they parted.

　　He began to massage a slow circle against her moist peach ribbons. With each lap, she rocked back and forth, methodically encouraging him. At the same time, she rubbed his rock-hard cock through their suits with her squashy thigh. The temptation to jump at him and coil her tongue around his stiff member was agonizing.

　　Her wait was horrendously long, time rolling in on itself, yet he never got closer to what she wanted. Samuel clearly enjoyed watching her brow twitch and her mewl in frustration each time his finger neared her slick blossoms center. He teased and tempted her until her flowery scent filled the air and was one stroke from ripping his clothes off and forcing the matter.

　　The moment his coarse digit prodded against her entrance, Scarletra shifted her hip forward and clenched, pulling him deeper than he intended. She gasped and knocked her head back against the wall, nearly cumming from his digit being shoved so deep and quickly. Her sopping folds were as tight as a fitted mold and kept quivering as he took a slow, systematic rhythm—all intended to make her want more and enjoy every step.

　　Scarletra`s growled moans were sporadic, struggling to keep time with the bliss from Samuel`s caress` and kisses on her nipples, along with his rough fingers challenging her tunnels` powerful flexes at random undeterminable intervals.

　　Samuel swirled his tongue around and nibbled at her nipple; his beard tickled her sensitive areola while she began to gently fully unzip her jumpsuit, allowing her stomach to pour out and halfway engulf samuels arm with silken fur and plush fat. The extra heft on him did not deter him. No, if anything, it pushed Samuel to double his efforts. He stuck his thumb up and pressed gently against her clit with each stroke, flicking it like a light switch.

　　Samuel pressed another finger into Scarletra`s tight, unyielding tunnel. He enthusiastically put them into action: scissoring, opening, closing, alternating, never the same thing twice and never in a planned design she could guess at as fog set into her mind.

　　She leaned her whole back against the wall, letting her butt slide further out toward the center of the room. She lounged as her hot love poured out with more flow, wetting his palm further.

　　Scarletra ran her hand across Samuel`s back, pressing her claws tight against it. By the Great Mother, his little shiver made her wetter, hungrier, and more switched on.

　　 "you are amazin—Fuuu!" She started, but her words morphed into a sharp yowl when he circled her hard clit like a joystick.

　　"That`s it, just relax, Scar," Samuel growled before nibbling at her nipple harder.

　　Scarletra melted against the floor and wall, all tension releasing from her powerful muscles as Samuel continued. Each nip and press deeper drew louder and louder moans, nearing the point where she was screaming in ecstasy at thunderous volumes. Every moment she was denied this for weeks was brought to the forefront of her nerves and exploding in blissful satisfaction.

　　As Scarletra saw it, there might as well have been a waterfall dripping from her, feeling her wet love rolling down her backside and soaking her rump. But she did not care. This was flawless. His scents, touches, grunts, and groans. All formed a cacophony of singing birds in her mind. By Levaal, she understood what love was now. Samuel would give and not want—but she yearned to give back.

　　Her quivering tunnel rolled in waves, trying to fight to keep a hold of his enthusiastic fingers as they spread her open with slow, capricious motions. Scarletra`s formidable muscles squeezed tighter and tighter, making Samuel battle against them to stay lodged in her. He pushed his shoulder into the motions, slamming knuckle deep with his two digits. She yelped and almost lost herself to the experience fully.

　　Each time he sheathed inside, his fingers caressed her g-spot. That was what tossed Scarletra over the edge of climax. With little warning, her womanhood Squeezed so tight it felt like his fingers might break. At the same time, any attempts to keep herself upright were given up on; they slumped to the ground while she roared in ecstasy, soaking her jumpsuit with a warm wave. The leg Samuel was riding pinned his own to the ground while Scarletra pulled him tight, burying his head into her squashy globes. Her claws dug against his back, puncturing his jumpsuit and drawing the slightest flecks of blood—not that either noticed at the time or cared.

　　Samuel nestled tightly against his Varintol lover, her chest rising and falling slowly in time with ragged, husky breaths. It took her a minute to fall back down from the heights of pleasure and her warm breath caressing his skin before her golden eyes fluttered open, taking in the sights of the gorgeous emerald-eyed man, holding his presence with an appreciation she had never known.

　　"You have no idea how amazing it is you don`t have claws," Scarletra purred, nuzzling her soft furry face against his. "It`s like your hands were made to pleasure someone."

　　"You`re one to talk. Your whole body feels like silk," Samuel chuckled, returning the gesture and massaging her soft stomach just above her pussy. "I could not even imagine having knives on my hands."

　　Scarletra gently released Samuel while sitting up. "On that subject—could you turn around and take off your suit? I smell a bit of blood."

　　Samuel raised a brow, trying to remember when she might have scratched him hard. To his annoyance, he was too in the moment and could not recall, but he did as she asked, slipping out of his jumpsuit and sitting up, leaving him in his boxers. Her eyes lingered on his cock tent, causing her to wet her lips. Samuel spotted her slick appendage appearance and turned around before she seized the initiative.

　　 Scareltra`s soft velvet hands gently caressed his back. "How bad is it?" Samuel questioned, shivering at her touch.

　　Scarletra took a moment to examine the wounds and wondered how serious an injury Samuel could withstand, having never seen him hurt. Samuel had five tiny puncture wounds over his right shoulder blade that perfectly aligned with her claws. She had seen far worse injuries; these ones hardly even had a few already drying drops of blood; using her best judgment based on what she could see and his reaction, she spoke up.

　　"Nothing bad, just tiny pricks. Does it hurt?" Scarletra asked, pulling Samuels bareback into her encompassing body.

　　"Not too bad. I can hardly feel the pokes you gave," Samuel replied after thinking about it momentarily.

　　"That`s good. I was afraid I hurt you," Scarletra said, leaning in to rest her head on his shoulder.

　　Samuel reached up and hugged her head with a single arm and nuzzled against her for a moment. Samuel peeked up at her and wanted to give her one of the acts she had given him. Simply because it felt like the correct thing in the tender moment. His relatively tiny tongue dragged up her cheek, lightly tickling her. "You didn`t,`` he assured.

　　"Aww, you`re so cute," Scarletra cooed, licking him back and slowly moving her velvet palm along his thigh.

　　"Didn`t we have this argument before? I`m not cute," Samuel smirked.

　　"Yeah, but I still know you are cute—even if you don`t," Scarletra winked.

　　Samuel scoffed, knowing that argument would get him nowhere. Scarletra wholeheartedly thought he was as cute as a bunny if their talk on the hunting trip was anything to go by. Either way, conceding that point to her was not bad; it made her happy, even though it felt oddly emasculating and comforting.This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

　　"Now, I think we have something else to take care of, my cute little human," Scarletra breathed in his ear, eliciting a massive shudder from that and her fluffy hand rubbing against his throbbing, thick cock through his boxers. "Now, promise me you won`t peek for a moment, my little fire."

　　"I won`t," Samuel quavered without a moment`s hesitation.

　　"Good," Scarletra said, as soft as her fur, releasing him and stepping toward the main room with abject grace.

　　Scarletra had a plan and had grown to enjoy laying little traps to lure him in. Even if the "trap" she would use was so simple, any layman could understand her intentions—and Samuel was vastly more intelligent than that.

　　Samuel did as she asked and waited patiently, the room`s relatively chilly air pulling up goosebumps on his back. Even though the sounds of her lightly moaning and moving around were oh-so-tempting to peer at. For half a minute, his cock might as well have been trying to cut through his thin boxers, aching with every heartbeat and breath.

　　"Ok, I`m ready," Scarletra mewled After what felt like a torturous eternity.

　　Samuel`s vision went black as he quickly turned around. Scarletra had tossed her jumpsuit at him, and it draped over his head. The soft, thin material filled his lungs with her sweet, flowery scents, something he found more comforting than anything else on this moon. Samuel slipped it off his head, and the sight of her womanly grace made his cock twitch and burst forth from his boxers fly, like the damn thing had a mind of its own and wanted what he saw.

　　Scarletra lay on her side atop the cold concrete floor. She had raised one leg in front of her, propped up on her toes, leaving a clear view of her glistening womanhood, pink and perfectly nestled in an ocean of velvet grey fur. She propped her upper half up on one elbow while her other hand slowly brushed her rump`s thick fur.

　　"So, do you like what you see?" She asked with a coy wisp and flutter of eyelashes.

　　"God, yes," Samuel croaked, sounding akin to a kid in puberty whose voice cracked.

　　"flawless, now come on," Scarletra invited, lifting her upper leg skyward in an impressive display. Despite how large she was, her flexibility put gymnasts to shame.

　　Samuel got up and ripped his boxers off, nearly tripping from his haste; she lightly chuckled at him, and he blushed, realizing how close he came to falling into her waterbed-like body—not that it would have been a bad thing.

　　"Are you alright?" Scarletra giggled.

　　"Yeah, I`m good," Samuel laughed, his heart racing.

　　Samuel straddled the thigh to her lower leg, and she rested the other against his shoulder, supple flesh rolling over his shoulder, and she bent her knee over it, keeping him close.

　　Samuel looked down at the massive woman; the only thoughts in his mind were the stripes in her fur, golden eyes, and the lustful bite on her lip. Samuel thought differently of Scarletra than his late wife, but one thing was the same: he wondered why god would give him someone this amazing. Scarletra tightened her leg over his shoulder, pulling him entirely against her supple tree truck-like thigh, sinking partially into her. A damp, warm fog engulfed Samuel`s crotch, being only millimeters from plunging back into her.

　　"Don`t keep a lady waiting." She prised

　　Samuel smirked, reached down, and grabbed the base of his cock, rubbing the tip slowly against her sopping pussy. Their desire to begin growing with each agonizingly slow drag up and down. Scarletra moaned, feeling her wet fold parting just far enough for her lips to encapsulate his cock tip.

　　Samuel found it incredible that if he took this position with a human, he would have to lean in and be somewhat ready to thrust downward. Scarletra was not like that at all; she was the perfect height to let him enter with ease—like their bodies were made for each other.

　　Samuel slowly pushed deeper, savoring every flex and squirm of her welcoming insides. She was blazing hot and fully encapsulated his member in her attentive care. Halfway through, Scarletra flexed her inner ring and yanked him to the hilt. Both Moaned as Samuel bottomed out inside her, his cock pushing against her womb.

　　Samuel used one arm and kept it wrapped around her thigh, the other greedily grasping her short, fluffy tail like a handlebar. He had never messed with her tail before, but my god, he needed to more often, especially when they had sex. The second he gripped it, Scarletra mewled, and her pussy clenched like it was about to rip his cock off.

　　"Fuck, that`s a lot," Scarletra moaned.

　　"Yeah, but I like it," Samuel replied in shock.

　　"Same," Scareltra said, grasping her massive mammary and twisting her nipple, pushing her pleasure further.

　　Samuel began to rock back and forth, struggling to move against her violent contractions. Yet each millimeter he managed to move was blissful. Each time his cock threatened to pop out, Scarletra pushed his back in with her leg, keeping him inside. Each time Scarletra`s thick fur rubbed against Samuel`s gooch like a silk carpet, the feeling was at first a little strange, but now it quickly became another part of her to enjoy, feeling like feathers tickling his sack, thighs, crotch.

　　Their ferocity grew gradually, getting faster and faster. Both savoring the sounds and touches of the other. Samuel`s heavy sweat poured out and soaked into her fur. His rich, mossy, and smokey scent made Scareltra want nothing more than to hold out for him so they could climax together like they had their first night. But that was a fight she was not going to win.

　　Samuel clutched her leg in what felt like a claim to her. With each thrust, he tugged on her tail, a shock of pleasure wracking her, making her pant like an animal in heat. She felt her moment of no return getting closer each time his member slammed against her womb, stretching her will thinner and thinner, like a rubber band ready to snap—until at last, on one of her clenches, she roared in bliss cumming harder than she had before, sending her to absolute bliss.

　　Warm tallie covered Samuel`s cock as Scarletra`s entire body clenched hard, keeping him from moving for several seconds. The volume filled the room and valley in her husky praise of their efforts. Her insides coiled and rolled so hard he felt like she was trying to draw his entire pelvis inside her.

　　After several seconds of her euphoric roaring tugging at his mind, body, and soul, her body relaxed, melting into a painting, moaning, prising puddled.

　　"Go faster," Scarletra pleaded to Sameul, her leg muscles having given out in the dreamy experience.

　　"You got it," Samuel said through ragged breaths.

　　Without Scarletra`s aid, Samuel grabbed her plush body tighter and resumed the motions As fast as his heaving lungs and tired legs could, even without her clenching waves of euphoria shot through Samuel like a bullet. Each slam sent a new round through his mind, forcing him into a blissful fog. He pressed himself to the absolute limit, unable to focus on anything but her.

　　Waves rolled across her plush ass and belly with each collision; they rolled up across her back and breasts before crashing like a tsunami against her head, causing her to mewl and moan, begging for more.

　　The time, weather, moon, and universe did not matter to them; They only cared about the other. All faded away, leaving just them: Two rutting animals pleasuring their mate.

　　Samuel felt his ability to resist exploding inside her, coming closer with every stroke; she felt the throbbing of his thick member getting faster, nearing the frantic patter of his heart. "Scar, I`m close," Samuel exclaimed, not that she needed the warning.

　　Samuel buried his cock to the haft, the tip sealing against the gorgeous Varintols womb and pumping his hot cum inside of it, gradually filling it to the brim with thick heavy ropes.

　　"Sam, yes!"Scareltra wailed in ecstasy, each lustful drop greedily accepted by her yearning body, wanting the feeling of his thick seed, staking claim of her to never stop.

　　As soon as Samuel finished cumming, the fatigue of the experience slammed into him like a wall. He pulled out of her with a struggling pop and instantly felt lightheaded and panted desperately for air. As Samuel`s body saw it, their love-making might as well have been a marathon at a sprinter`s pace. He nearly collapsed to the cold ground. But Scarletra`s massive hands gripped him and pulled him down to lie with her.

　　Samuel`s head was atop her arm near her head. They held each other close, chest to chest. She tossed a leg over him, ensuring as much contact that could be made between them happened. Both welcomed one another with no abandon.

　　"By Levaal, can we do this every day?" Scarletra questioned, her heavy breathing billowing his beard.

　　"If that`s what you want," Samuel replied, too exhausted and still far too wracked with bliss coursing through him like fire to argue or comment on, it might be too much for a man his age.

　　They lay there enraptured in the other`s presence while they landed firmly back on Baritin from their wondrous high. Samuel was the first to move, not unlike earlier; he wanted to return a gesture she gave him. Samuel gently licked her cheek several times, her eyes closing, accepting the aftercare.

　　After several repetitions, she did the same, but her long dexterous appendage slicked from his collarbone to cheek with no effort. Samuel shuddered from the warm, soft caress.

　　Both smiled beatifically. No words were needed for them to understand they had become the other`s warm fire, lover, and friend, an experience both had yearned after for years. They just needed to find one another.

　　"Sam, want to go to bed?" Scarletra purred.

　　He softly pressed his lips against her massive plush ones for but a moment, wanting to kiss her again just to drive the point home to himself. "Yeah, let`s go."

　　Samuel started to stand to go to their bed, But Scarletra had a claim to make. She quickly scooped Samuel up, cradling him in her arms.

　　"Whoa, what`s up with this? You know I don`t like being picked up," Samuel protested. Looking up at her golden, caring gems.

　　"Awww, look how cute you are," Scarletra smirked, "Are you really not going to let me carry you to bed?"

　　Samuel tried to argue the point in his mind how he could possibly reply, but his thoughts were cut short When Scarletra squeezed his butt and kissed him with unbridled passion. Her velvet snake pushed into his mouth full force, licking the back of his throat, gagging him, and traversing toward his gullet. The silken appendage tossed him back into the fires of bliss. He moaned loudly and clung to the massive woman around her shoulders.

　　Why does her being so forceful make him feel so yearned for?

　　She slipped her tongue back, leaving his mouth vacant, empty, and his tongue horrendously alone.

　　"No, I`m not going to argue," Samuel assured, fog still in his mind.

　　"Good, let`s go to bed," Scarletra growled, carrying her prize toward the bedroom where they first spent a blissful night together. But now they would spend another as a genuine couple—with many more to come.