Golden eyes
As her sister watched, I placed my hand on her neck, grasping her fur, as soft as velvet. At the touch of my hand her eyes widened, and it would be enough to make her back arch, were it not that I held her so firmly. Her big amber eyes looked up into mine in lustful expectation, as I guided her mouth to my waiting shaft, as if to force her lips open, but she opened them herself in her willingness to serve me.
Her soft mouth closed around me, and her tongue, not as coarse as the tongue of the cats they were made after, but coarser than the tongue of a woman caressed me, carefully so that her needle sharp teeth would not bring me any pain. My hand travelled up her neck onto her scalp, slowly stroking her ears, not only to reward her, but also to lead her.
She traced circles around my tip, her purrs adding to the sensation as a soft vibration, teasing me...
Although this pleased me, it was not enough.
Obeying the hand on her head she took more and more of me, until I felt the tightness of her throat.
Holding her there, the soft vibrations became a tremor, and a wave of ecstasy coursed through me, tensing every muscle in my body.
Her sister was sitting beside her, her eyes regarding us in the sweetest agony, her mouth slightly open, letting out a soft tortured moan.
Her pitiful appearance was a startling contrast to her sleek, powerful limbs and muscular body, now trembling.
Even caught in pleasure as I was, a soft smile touched my lips as I though of how much she was in my grasp.
Raising my hand, I beckoned her closer, and her eyes shone up as she placed herself shoulder to shoulder with her sister.
The sight of the both of them looking up at me, one of them with sweet longing, the other choking on my cock was enough to drive me over the edge.
The first load fired in her throat, but I yanked her of me, and the second and third spread over their faces despite their attempts to catch it in their mouths.
They had already turned at each other, when they froze, turning to me for approval.
Being a benevolent master, I gave them permission to clean up.
Their tongues darted over each others faces, both of them trying to steal as much as possible of the precious substance for herself, their noises of pleasure the noise of a soft machine.
In the ends, their mouths were locked together, their tongues battling in what could be thought to be a kiss, weren't it for the fact that such an act was an unknown concept for their kind, but even though it was purely a coincidence, they were soon lost in soft pleasure, their hands leaving each others heads and starting to travel down each others bodies, exploring the others shapes as they had done so often as they grew up, in that unnatural way sisters are sometimes forced to do when they have no brothers to teach and control them.
Growing impatient I yanked the older of them, the one who had previously serviced me, away, startling them into giving of an angry hissing shriek.
Pretending that this display of disobedience angered me, I gave the younger one a look so fierce that if looks could kill it would leave her bleeding, left her and tossed the older one on the bed, where she landed on her face.
She glanced back at me with a submissive fear in her face, but right now I had no interest in her fear, only her raised tail and cunt, as she unintentionally presented herself to me.
Their bodies were not in all ways like women, although they barely had any fur on their bodies, their skin were not completely the bronzed gold of a human living it's life naked under a gentle sun, under their tail, down to their sex the skin had a tone of almost silver white, and their cunt was an exquisite black.
Their cheeks are narrower, lean and muscular, this, together with their elongated clawed feet, whose heels never touch the ground serves as a reminder of how powerful these half-creatures actually are.
Their tails are long enough that they would sweep the earth if they were to let them, and the same rich golden brown as the fur on their heads.
Even though I had seen her like this so many times, her tail in the air, this exotic sight almost brought a tear to my eye...
Normally I would have revelled in, taking time to taste her, touch her, praise her beauty with my hands and tongue, not stopping until she was thrashing with pleasure, sinking her exposed claws into the bed...
But now I was impatient, seeing her and her sister and their signs of disobedience had only fuelled my lust, and I was almost in frenzy.
One of my hands grasped the root of her tail, harder than I intended, and once again she sounded that mewling, hissing shriek, but it only made me want to take her more. My other hand landed on her back, pushing her down so that this shriek became nothing but a muffled moan.
She trashed, but not in pleasure and tried to wriggle out from under me, but I was to strong, and my grip was too good.
Holding her down I took her, not soft as a man should take a woman, even more so a woman that saw the man as more than a lover, but just slightly less than a god.
I could no longer hear her, my blood was a storm in my ears, my eyes shrouded in red, all I knew was My Dominance, My Penetration, that I were Man, I were Beast, I were Master!
Pounding he down, pressing her down with all my weight and strength, feeling her skin, not soft but smooth over muscles built by chasing fierce winds and fiercer beasts, feeling the scars of a hunter and warrior and knowing that she was mine, mine to command, mine to take and mine in body and soul as I exploded inside her.
In my release the shrouds drew back and the storm calmed, and I felt her limp in my arms.
A sudden fear gripped me, and I turned her over, fearing to find her beautiful face gray and dead, her eyes staring into nothing and her lips drawn back in a last, silent snarl.
Her lips were drawn back, but her face were blushed and soaked in sweat, her eyes shone like warm gold behind half closed lids, and a content grin flashed all her ivory teeth. The sheets were ruined by claws and had been pulled loose as I turned her over, she were still unable to let go.
Looking over, I saw her sister, her eyes, her face, her entire being radiated lust, a desire hotter than any furnace to a degree where I almost thought myself see the air shimmer between us.
She stood as if ready to leap at me, every muscle stood out, her tail was raised, she was gleaming in the soft light, a light that reflected in the drops falling from her lusting cunt.
A gesture from my hand, and she came at me with the speed and grace of a whirlwind.
Normally, I would have lead her, but there were no need, she were over me, a body almost stronger than mine lead by a mind blinded by passion almost as my own not minutes ago.
I was on my back, her hands pinning down my shoulders, in her eagerness, her claws flashed. Red, shallow lines crossed my arms, but her lust was intoxicating, all I felt was a new kind of pleasure.
Sitting over me like a predator over prey, she was truly a goddess, her skin was not bronze, it was gold! Her face were not a cats, it was a mighty lions!
Her eyes blazing with a fire no mortal man could ever describe.
Her beautiful breasts, heaving as her hot breath showered over me, telling of vast skies, tall grass and the intoxicating taste as the first blood of a fresh kill. I grasped for her head and kissed her like a madman, her tongue responding, her teeth an intoxicating pain.
In this embrace, I not so much as penetrated her, but was taken.
Her mound devouring my shaft, the tightness and heat, an ecstasy a hundred times greater than my red lust as I took her sister.
I overtook her, we rolled of the bed, my back hit the floor, but it was nothing to me!
One second she was over me, the next I was pinning her to the floor, even on her back she was magnificent!
The chamber was no more, it was me and my beast on a great plain, coarse grass tore my back! Sun and blood filled my nostrils, and in our crescendo the sky was set ablaze!
As the fire died down, I felt them, their tongues rasping softly over my body, carefully cleaning away the blood and sweat. I was laying against the wall, my eyes opened to see those who were both my slaves and deities carefully nursing me, and I felt such love for them at that moment. They looked up, and as I heard it in their purring voices, I saw the same feeling in their slowly burning, golden eyes.