A Familiar Taste | Part 2 (Patreon)

As the lions licked, nibbled and stroked their favorite deer, it was only natural that it would lead to more carnal temptations. This particular black market bar was familiar with the predilections and behaviors of the Shishigumi, and so it did not surprise the management nor the other patrons when Louis took a seat on Free's lap, the lion's massive organ sliding in with only minimal resistance. It was all Free could do to not ravage the slim body between his legs, but for now he allowed the pleasure to swim over him, simply enjoying the sensation of his cock buried deeply into what his body told him was his prey, in more ways than one.

Agata and Free were not the only ones getting riled up. By now, Louis's head was spinning, his senses continually assailed by the hands, tongues and now cocks of these huge carnivores. Visions and sensations were bleeding together, punctuated by deep throbbings of pleasure from both behind and ahead and then Agata was kissing him. The thick feline tongue glided over his, and the deeply musky taste of Agata's saliva shot right to his brain.

He was completely and utterly at their mercy, and he loved it.