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Gideon gave a pointed look at her pussy.

“That happens when your King gives you three thigh-breaking orgasms—and you make a fool of yourself coming all over his hand,” she admitted with a blush.

“King?” Gideon’s sweet purr sharpened, turned deep, and his golden eyes seemed to glow with a darker light. “Sasha, you mustn’t.”

“Why? It’s true. Rupex was a King before he got married. I saw some old media images on the computer when I was looking up information about the program. It mentioned he was ‘King and Captain.’”

“That’s because his crew was his Pride. Military leaders are also known as Kings if they’re in charge of a unit.”

“But you can also have the title if you have a wife?”

“Or a mate. Some people do not wed in the more modern customs.”

“And a mate is...”

“Your Queen.”

Sasha smirked. “If I’m your Queen, you’re my King.”

“No, my love, that’s because Queen is the adult female felid, but Knight and King are both used for adult male Felids.”

“My love? You called me that more than once.”

Gideon sighed. “I feel as though I am arguing with you to protect you from yourself.”

“But not from you?” Sasha dug her hands deep into his wet, sleek fur, watching his eyes close as his purring filled the room, sending pleasant ripples through her body.

“No,” he breathed out, voice an airy rumble, like soft, faraway thunder. “Never from me. You’ve nothing to fear from me. I knew even before I met you that you were a gift, a life-giver, andI could no more hurt you than I would hurt myself. No, beyond that. I would rather harm come to me than to you.”

Sasha sighed. “And you really mean that. I don’t have to ask, I can tell.”

Gideon nodded. “Then you are perceptive.”

“And you don’t know how big of an attraction that is,” she explained, hand sinking past his waist, between his hip bones, finding the thick smooth shaft and gliding her soapy hand around it. She massaged the bubbles into his fur above and below, kneading it into his thighs as he blinked, awestruck.

“You should rest,” he managed to rasp.

“I will, soon. Promise,” Sasha agreed, but secretly, she knew she was fast becoming addicted, not just to the pleasure he gave her, but to providing pleasure to Gideon, who seemed so grateful for any touch, so love-starved and lonely. He had said not to pity him, and she didn’t. In truth, she saw herself in him.

Willing to take a risk, trying to think of others, to be noble—trying to survive in a world where you weren’t quite welcome.

The urge to make him feel that warm welcome, to see him look so awed by her affection, was new, and it was reflected in every touch he returned. Right now, the big Leonid ran his claw tips lightly over her scalp and down her spine, pulling her closer.

With his size and their height difference, Sasha found herself cradling his cock between her breasts as his long, prehensile tail looped protectively around her waist.

“Now, that is a sight I would pay a million credits to see,” Gideon whispered, admiration in every low, rolling syllable. His paws stroked forward, cupping her breasts around his cock.

Sasha gave him what she hoped was a seductive look and pushed him back towards the edge of the tub. “Oh, if you think that’s nice, there’s something human guys really like. You’ll have to try it and tell me if there’s a Felid equivalent.”

Gideon’s jaw dropped along with his hips as Sasha kneeled on the tile, her breasts smushed around his length by a combination of her hands and his paws. “I don’t think so. Felid females do not have breasts like this. They tend to be leaner and more muscular all over. The softness would be there, I’m sure, but the ability to make a haven for someone’s cock? Not so much.”

“Well, what you do is get all slippery with something—like soap,” Sasha giggled as Gideon’s eyes continued to widen, “and you slide up and down—like you were in some other slippery part of me.”

He gave an experimental thrust and promptly smacked her chin with his crown. “Oops.”

“That doesn’t happen with 99% of human guys, because they have way smaller ‘equipment.’ In fact, only the pretty well-endowed guys probably get to enjoy this, and those ‘big’ guys are still smaller than Felids.”

“So, this is something you and your former—”