No, apparently not...

Her actions seemed so swift, so sudden, that she took me completely by surprise. Dowsabel swung herself around me, spinning me and throwing me onto my back, the fall cushioned by the bed. Still grinning and now mounted upon me, Dowsabel began to gradually lift herself up my shaft. She stared into my eyes the entire time, a giggle escaping her as I winced and gasped. With barely more than the head of my phallus embedded within her, she stopped, biting her lower lip. She traced her sharp fingernails across my chest, over my pecs and around my nipples. The sensations were so overwhelming I couldn’t hold a word in mind long enough to form one. Instead I expressed myself with a rumbling growl.

Dowsabel stroked the side of my face with one hand and caught my eyes again as she chuckled. “Did I make my lion purr?” She paused, a coquettish gleam in her eyes, “I’ll make you roar” With that she plunged herself against me. The sensation made me gasp. My back arched and my hips thrust up, some instinct demanding that i bury myself further inside her. This lead to the head of my cock grinding upon the gates of her womb. I caught Dowsabel hissing as I did. She took the lead again, resting her pelvis against my belly and gyrating her hips. Her tunnel clenched and released around my shaft as she kept my head circling her depths. My belly became slick with her juice as she rubbed herself against me, and I could feel what I realised was her clit caught between us. I was pleasantly surprise at it’s size, and slid a hand between us to confirm my suspicions. It was bigger than I thought, easily large enough for me to pinch between finger and thumb. I grinned at this discovery, but noticed a look of concern on Dowsabel’s face.

Dowsabel paused, “It’s not a cock, it’s just...I’m just big.” There was an undeniable look of concern and anxiety written in her features, her eyes downcast. I reached out and cupped her cheeks in my hands, “I like it.” Her eyes snapped back up, searching mine, as if looking for the lie, but there was none to find. “You really mean that,” she stated. I pulled her forward and captured her lips with mine. The **** with which she kissed me back was invigorating and I could feel wet droplets fall upon my face as our tongues wrestled. Her hips started pulsing back and forth as we snogged, her hips pushing harder against me. She started humping my belly button with her clit whilst driving herself back and forth on my cock. She started to grasp at me with her hands, digging in with her claw-like fingernails. The pain amidst the pleasure was thrilling and I groaned into her mouth as she whimpered, neither of us willing or able to brake the kiss.

My hands found themselves kneading Dowsabel’s breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers. We kept going like this for an interminable time. Time lost all meaning in the midst of our joining. We may have been at it for minutes, or possibly hours, but by the time I allowed the fire in my loins to begin blazing we were both covered in sweat and hard of breath. Dowsabel finally began quickening the pace. There seemed to be a frantic note to her motion, and she panted, “I can’t last much longer. Cum my lion, cum for MeEeeeEEEE!” The last escaped her in a long, drawn out shriek of ecstasy. She froze and her whole body trembled, her sex spasming around my shaft, the gates of her womb gasping as if to engulf my phallus. Her shriek was muffled as her fangs sank into my shoulder. It was all I could handle. With a roar my climax exploded through me, my vision going white as jet after jet blew forth from my cock, matched shot for shot by the juice exploding from Dowsabel.

As my vision cleared I looked down to see Dowsabel, a beatific smile on her face broken every few moments by another whimper coinciding with another spasm in her sex. I couldn’t help the smile that broke across my face. As consciousness faded I caught a few final words from her, “I told you I’d make you roar.”

I was already asleep when her aftershocks had subsided and she began to settle in to sleep. Dowsabel stroked my cheek, enjoying the fullness in her sex and her heart. She laid her head upon my chest and allowed sleep to claim her.