The hotel room door swung open. The man and the tiger entered, her leading him with her paw. He slipped a "do not disturb" sign on the door knob before quickly shutting and locking it. They removed their jackets and accessories, throwing them to the floor. The room was dark with some city light shining through the large glass panes. The couple couldn't care less about the lighting, as their attention was focused on one another. Dark or light, the upcoming activities would be the same, and just as riveting. The feline lunged at him, pushing her muzzle up against his. Her strong arms embraced him passionately, one caressing the back of his head, and the other on his backside. He returned the embrace and mirrored where his hands landed on her figure. Their tongues explored each other's mouths without caution. The hour-old taste of steak dinner featured heavily in the exchange, blending in with their natural flavors. It was a pleasant reminder of the night they shared beforehand, and a new way to taste the delicious meal one last time. 

He ran his fingers through her soft fur while she gently combed his mane with her claws. Their immense love filled the room. The feline's mouth salivated profusely during their exchange, but not nearly as much as her other entrance. She could feel the man's excitement pushing up against her thigh, matching her own. Begrudgingly, she pulled away from him. They both froze briefly, facing each other in the dark. No words were uttered. No smiles. Only lust. Near simultaneously, the partners began shedding their clothing. They navigated over to the queen bed, tripping and stumbling over their loose clothes and weak knees. They were eager to reach one another again. The tiger slid her bottoms down to the carpet, kicking the last of her undergarments to the side. Her flawless, furry figure was fully exposed. Although he could not see her as well as he would like, knowing she was nude made his mouth water and his body tremble with excitement. Her mouth watered as well, along with her loins. She positioned herself on the bed, resting back on her elbows and letting her legs fall open wide. Her heart pounded underneath her breast, knowing she was mere seconds from bliss with her partner. Nothing made her happier than lying there, fully vulnerable, offering herself to him on a platter. The man sloppily finished undressing, now exposing his smooth skin and a pulsing six inches down below. 

He paused for a quick moment to appreciate the beauty before him, the feline goddess anticipating his arrival. The dark of night only highlighted the parts of her he could see, not diminishing her features in the slightest. His desire could not be tamed any longer. He dove onto the bed with caution, to reach her quickly but not to hurt his queen. The mattress sank beneath them but did not make a sound. Thankfully so, as a noisy bed would be an issue for adjacent rooms, especially with what it was being used for that particular evening. The tiger immediately pulled the man down on top of her, embracing him with her arms and legs while unleashing a series of kisses on his cheek and neck. He gave her a peck on her fuzzy cheek, before passionately grabbing her head and taking her mouth once again. Their tongues danced with each other, continuously embracing and tackling. It was a miniature version of what they would momentarily be doing with their full bodies. With a hand and his mouth occupied, the man reached down underneath the tiger and firmly gripped one of her luscious buttocks. His appendages glided through her fur as he lovingly rubbed and squeezed her soft behind. This feature of hers was undoubtedly his favorite, as the mere sight of her bare bottom would have his tongue hanging out of his head, drooling like a Neanderthal. However, her gorgeous bosoms currently pushed up against his chest came in close second. Everything about her body was perfect. 

At this point, nearly every part of the lovers' bodies were stimulated; safe for two very important pieces. The man was about to rectify this. As their mouths made love, he began to rub his length across her lower entrance. His stiffness met her soft warmth with great pleasure. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, giving him full approval of his actions. He moved his pelvis up and down in a slow, steady rhythm, pushing up against her to repeatedly unsheath his throbbing tip. The feline's lower entrance was far warmer than that he was kissing; a clear sign of arousal and necessity. This passionate foreplay continued for a moment or two, until neither partner could handle the delay any longer. She pulled her muzzle away from him. Tilting her head forward slightly, his love looked at him intently. Her amber beams glowed in the darkness, accompanied only with a small grin under her nose. No words were needed. Her dazzling gaze spoke volumes. The man lowered his member ever so slightly, and without any further relocation required, he pushed himself deep into the tiger's pink folds. 

Gentle moans released into the night air, both partners relieved and thankful to be connected once again. Instinctively, the feline's claws dug into her mate's smooth back flesh. She would often feel guilty about the cuts and scrapes she'd bestow upon him, but in his eyes, they were badges of honor. The immense pleasure and satisfaction of laying with his feline far outweighed the slight pain that occasionally accompanied it. Any and all scars he received from her were reminders of their many nights shared together. The man buried his face in her fluffy neck, as he plunged his member deep into her insides. He was already as moist as she was, feeling her excitement and gratitude cover his manhood. She gripped him tightly with her moist lips, not wanting to let her prey escape now that she had captured him. Her legs and arms followed suit as they coiled around his back and his neck. 

He started slow, sliding himself in and out of her at a moderate pace. Using all of the tools at his disposal, the man worshipped his love's soft, furry figure. His hips took the lead, accomplishing the most important task between her thighs. One hand groped her plump behind underneath, while the other massaged her chest. Finally, his mouth was occupied up in her neck, suckling and licking as a thank you for allowing him such unrestricted access to her holy temple. Consumed by her bliss, the tiger let out soft sounds of pleasure, moaning and mewling for her human companion. Her gentle huffs and moans were music to his ears. The more she sang, the more she drove his attraction to her. This night, he would have her perform a symphony. The sounds of the city and the rain puttering against the hotel windows drowned out all of their music. The people wandering the streets below were none the wiser to the immense act of passion that was taking place up above. The only ones who had a glimmer of hope in hearing their lovemaking were other residents of the hotel, which was unlikely even still. 

The couple moved like a well-oiled machine, not only from the excessive natural lube both parties provided, but due to their years of practice and experience together. They were professionals that knew exactly how to please one another. His hips moved at a consistent pace, plunging in and out of her warmth in a steady, powerful rhythm. She caressed his fur-less back while he worked, while her other paw groped his behind, pulling his hips into hers with greater force. He buried his face in her fluffy neck even more, inhaling his partner's lovely, natural scent. Their unbreakable love fiercely matched their immense lust for each other. Neither one of them wanted this night to end. 

His hips continued worshipping his mate between her thighs. Every inch of her body was territory he claimed for himself, as was his for her. Before long, the feline let out a sharp moan into the night air, tightening her grip on her mate both internally and externally. She had achieved the first climax of the evening. The man slowed his movements as she squeezed him, enjoying her pleasure nearly the same as her. The muffled sound of skin on fur contact halted momentarily. He continued kissing her neck and rubbing her body while she finished. She marinated his organ with her fluids, her insides seizing up and contracting on him as he remained idle inside her. Knowing how much she enjoyed him nearly pushed the man over the edge every time they were together, and while it certainly had before, he had learned to endure this sentiment, allowing him to prolong their passionate entanglements. The tiger's warm, moist grip on him eventually loosened, as did her embrace of his figure. They made eye contact once again. She gazed upon her partner intently, with labored breath and an expression of immense gratitude. His smooth face mirrored a similar emotion, attempting to communicate that the feeling was undoubtedly mutual. 

The man's body had become oily and moist while the feline's coat had grown damp. Her fur was now ruffled and unkempt. His hair shared a similar fate, now nearly as messy as the action down below. The tiger continued staring at her lover while she still recovered from her big finish. She reached up and ran her paw through his moist hair, combing a loose piece back out of his eyes. The man smiled, and gently kissed her wrist. He remained idle inside her, still throbbing in her warm walls. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face, from his forehead to his neck. The feline leaned her head forward, and captured the bead with her rough tongue. She took a long, salty lick, savoring every flavor on the human's skin. Her head fell back on the bed after a couple more licks. She gave him another look, reminiscent of Nala from The Lion King. His arousal spiked once more, even though it had never really diminished. The queen wanted more from her king. They were both ready to continue. 

The man slowly resumed his thrusts, pushing deep inside his tiger. He broke their long, intimate gaze and lowered his head to her busty chest, where he began using his mouth for a new purpose. He suckled and nibbled on her chest in a similar fashion to that of a newborn. The only difference being that this wasn't out of necessity, but purely carnal and erotic desire. The feline's moans now resumed as well. They were addicted to each other's bodies, and they had no intention to seek rehabilitation. She layed back in bliss, enjoying every single pleasure her human mate bestowed upon her. Although she could easily accept this treatment for the entirety of the evening, she couldn't ignore the growing sense of debt that she felt for her first climax. She believed her sweaty, magnificent lover deserved a break, and to receive the same worship he had generously provided. It was her turn. 

The tiger lovingly pulled the man's face away from her breasts, holding his face with her paws. He looked at her with slight concern, still making love to her lower half. She returned a warm smile to alleviate his worry, while using her thighs to lock his hips in place, halting his movement. They were both still, with the exception of the rapid rise and fall of their heavy-breathing chests. His face read as confused and unsure of what his love wanted. His mouth opened and he inhaled, ready to inquire about what was going on. The tiger halted this equally, placing a fuzzy digit over his lips. Her warm, reassuring smile became devious and corrupted with lust. He knew this expression of hers very well, although his heightened state of pleasure and exhaustion left him unsure of what was coming next. Suddenly, the tiger used her immense strength and martial arts prowess to roll the both of them over, landing him on his back with her on top of him. She executed this carefully, as their organs were still entangled down between their legs. He now understood what was happening. 

The tiger straddled her man, kissing him passionately. He ran his hands through her fur on her back and her head. In this moment, he had fallen even deeper in love with the feline. She laid down on top of him, resting her soft chest on his while continuing to enjoy his mouth. The generous feline resumed their mating by slowly sliding her bottom up and down on his length. She knew how much he liked it slow, especially when she took the reins. It was incredibly intimate. There was nothing more he adored than to be dominated by her. It was undeniable proof that she was just as invested in him as he was in her, and the pleasure she bestowed was unimaginable. 

He broke their kiss, letting his tired head fall back on the pillow. He let out an intense moan nearly as loud as hers, unable to compose himself any longer. This spiked the feline's arousal, causing her moist lips to salivate even more on his member. She continued humping him in a smooth rhythm, not deviating from her pattern. With his head back, she decided to mimic his technique from earlier by using her muzzle as well. She began licking and sucking the human's bare neck. She loved the taste of his skin, nearly as much as his other parts. Following this, she then glided her strong forearms along his until their paws and hands met, pinning down his only free limbs on the mattress while interlocking their fingers. The tiger was in full control, and nothing would stop her from finishing her mate. 

The man gratefully accepted this treatment, laying back and letting his partner do the work. Making love with her was always wonderful, but this was his favorite way to do it. He looked down and watched her plump, curvy behind slide up and down on him, her fluffy tail wagging in the same rhythm. She could feel him throbbing inside her, causing her to release gentle moans into his neck. She adored her mate's member more than anything, safe for him in general. Taking him provided her with an even greater satisfaction than receiving him, allowing her to demonstrate her love whilst also controlling the speed and intimacy of the encounter. Now, she wanted to demonstrate it further. 

The tiger sat upright on her mate while being careful not to separate their connection down below. She placed her paws on his sweaty chest and gazed deep into his brown eyes once again. He smiled, continuing to enjoy her insides while now having access to a gorgeous view. She returned the smile while beginning to increase her rhythm, taking her human at a faster pace. Along with this, she decided to implement a technique that she had only used a handful of times in the past. It was her trump card, a surprise attack that she only utilized on special occasions. 

The feline clenched her pelvic floor muscles, making herself tighter for the man. His eyes shot wide open (as they always did when she did this), recognizing the sensation he only felt every so often. This move always made him finish in a matter of seconds, which is precisely why she wouldn't use it often. But there was something about this night that was special, and she wanted to maximize their pleasure. With his arms no longer pinned down, he reached forward and latched onto her gyrating hips. He pulled her down as she bounced, causing her tightness to consume his length with even greater impact. 

They were both quickly approaching their thresholds. Their speed was only increasing at this point. The feline felt incredible, and the man felt wonderful. Up and down she went, ignoring her fatigue and not even considering the possibility of stopping. She leaned forward and dug her claws into the mattress near his shoulders, resting her forehead on his. Flashes of lightning from above the city lit up the room. The bed rocked back and forth with her movements. She took him with passion and ferocity. He could no longer withstand her intense love. The man wrapped his arms and legs around her, pulling her close to him and squeezing her tightly. He firmly gripped her furry backside and let out a thundering roar for his queen. She felt his body quiver and his member pulse. He began releasing his seed inside her. 

This was it. The finale the couple had been striving for the entire evening. The tiger moaned as well, extremely content that she finished her mate, and that he was finishing inside her. She kissed his neck and continued gently moving her hips for him. Her insides became hot and full with more and more shooting out of him. This feeling was too much for her to bear, peaking her pleasure as well. The feline clamped down on him while he finished, climaxing a second time. It was a vicious, sexual cycle of lust. The tighter she squeezed him, the more he released inside her. The more fluid he gifted her, the harder she contracted on his member. Ecstasy was the only way to describe this moment. 

The two lovers embraced each other tightly while their bodies twitched and shook. The electricity generated by their passionate entanglement mirrored that of the developing storm outside. Their moans played together like a band putting on a concert, letting out a variety of notes working together in unison. The occasional curse word sneaking in here and there as they attempted to express themselves in such a euphoric state. They were now both completely out of steam, exhausted with their muscles burning. He felt her warmth slowly loosen on his member and she felt the pumping of his fluids come to a steady stop. She collapsed on top of him, laying her full weight down on his and tucking her head under his chin. The man and the tiger layed together sweaty and hyperventilating, covered in eachother's pleasure with the bed sheets damp. He could feel her heart pounding underneath her soft breast that was pushed up firmly against his core. A shiver went up her spine as she continued to enjoy the lasting warmth he gifted her, both inside and out. 

Another successful session had come to a powerful close. She looked up at him, still resting her head on his chest. He looked at her as well, allowing their brown and red beams to greet each other once again. The grateful feline smiled, and uttered the three magical words that made his heart melt every time she spoke them. The thankful man returned a warm grin, and repeated the words back to her. He then offered her a swift peck on her fuzzy, striped forehead. It was too swift for his partner, prompting her to lift her tired head up and lock her lips with his. They used up the remainder of their energy exchanging saliva for a couple minutes before wrapping up the evening. The storm raged on out in the city, with no signs of letting up. They were both grateful for the shelter, and for one another. Braden reached down to a blanket that had fallen to the wayside and pulled it up over him and his feline. Tigress snuggled up close to her human, wrapping her arms and legs around him. Drained and beyond satisfied, the man and the tiger drifted off into a deep, peaceful slumber. 

THE END