**Tied Down in the Den**

I’d been teasing her all night. My fox tail flicking against her thigh under the table, my fingers brushing her wrist when I handed her a drink—just enough to make her squirm. Now, back in my bedroom, the real game began.

She didn’t resist when I guided her toward the bed, her breath already coming faster as I pulled out the soft leather restraints I kept tucked under the mattress. “You trust me?” I murmured, nuzzling against her neck, my pointed ears twitching at the hitch in her throat. She nodded, biting her lip, and that was all the permission I needed.

I made quick work of it—wrapping the restraints around her wrists, kissing the inside of each one before securing them to the bedposts. Her legs were next, spread just enough to keep her exposed but not so wide she couldn’t squirm. And squirm she did, her hips lifting off the bed as I trailed my fingers up her thighs, my claws barely grazing her skin.

“Fuck,” she gasped when my nose bumped against her panties, the scent of her arousal thick in the air. My tongue flicked out, dragging along the damp fabric, and she whimpered, tugging at the restraints. “Oh god, please—”

I hooked my fingers under the lace and pulled them aside, her pussy already glistening. My cock strained against my jeans at the sight, but I wasn’t done tasting yet. I licked a slow stripe from her entrance to her clit, savoring the way her thighs clenched around my ears. She was sweet and musky, her hips bucking when I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking it with the tip of my tongue.

“You’re so wet,” I growled against her, my voice rough. “Bet you’ve been thinking about this all night.” She moaned, her fingers twisting in the restraints, and I smirked before diving back in. I fucked her with my tongue, pressing inside her as deep as I could, my nose buried in her trimmed curls. Her back arched, her tits pressing against the thin fabric of her top, and I reached up to pinch her nipples through the material.

She came with a sharp cry, her pussy pulsing around my tongue, but I didn’t let up. I kept lapping at her, drawing out every last tremor, until she was gasping and shaking. “T-too much,” she panted, but I could see the way her clit was still throbbing, begging for more.

I finally pulled back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, my jeans so tight they were almost painful. “Now it’s my turn,” I said, unbuttoning my pants and freeing my cock. It was thick and already leaking, the tip flushed red against my fur. Her eyes locked onto it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

I climbed over her, lining myself up with her entrance, and pushed in slow, watching her face twist in pleasure. Her pussy was still twitching from her orgasm, gripping me like a vice as I bottomed out. “Fuck, you feel amazing,” I groaned, my hips rolling against hers.

She whimpered, her legs tightening around my waist as I started to move, my thrusts deep and steady. The bed creaked beneath us, her restraints straining as she tried to grind against me. “Harder,” she begged, and I obliged, snapping my hips forward until she was crying out with every thrust.

I could feel her clenching around me again, her nails digging into her palms as she fought the restraints. “Come for me,” I growled, nipping at her neck. “Let me feel it.”

And she did—screaming my name as her pussy fluttered around me, her whole body trembling. The sensation was too much, and I lost control, slamming into her one last time before spilling deep inside her.

I slumped against her, both of us panting, until I finally reached up and undid the restraints. She immediately wrapped her arms around me, nuzzling against my fur. “You’re insatiable,” she murmured, and I chuckled, nipping her ear.

“And you love it.”