You're Going to Feel Some Kind of Way

With paws on either side of the small woman, Chimera held her close. In time, his attentions shifted from Siren's soft thighs to her most intimate of parts. The brutes long, wide tongue went to work, touching and tasting as he wished. She was a buffet for him, entirely under his power. Even if she had wanted to, there was no way for Siren to get away from his attentions. By the sounds that he pulled from the diminutive fae, she didn't want to get away.

Chimera continued to bestow his full attention on the pale woman, his pink gaze looking up the length of her body to watch her face. The black and white brute continued to feed upon the fae, absorbing her taste and sounds like a man starved. The woman's pants, moans and sighs were sweet music to Chimera's mismatched ears just like they always had been and just like they always would be.

As he pushed her, Chimera could feel the tension rising in the woman. Her body tightened below his paws and he doubled down on her, working the fae to a fever pitch. He stopped for only a moment to speak in a soft growl, "Sing for me, Siren." Then his mouth was upon her once more. Claws bit lightly into the woman's hips as he pulled her body more tightly against his maw. Chimera continued the onslaught on his lover until she finally came undone, never stopping, only allowing her to ride out the tremors of her pleasure until she was fully satiated.

"Chimera & Siren Klein"