“Un–unhand me, you–you BEAST!” the king tried to order. His body betrayed him once more, his cock throbbing against the tiger’s soft and warm digits.
The tiger growled in frustration with the panther’s continued refusal. “Say it, Markus,” the tiger ordered with much more force and majesty than the king could possibly muster, both now and at any point in his life before. “Admit to me what you feel.”