Macan was a rough Tiger, brutish yet a finely sculpted man the gods must have taken their time with him.
He had a cleft chin with sensual lips added with his savage physique that made all the women and men in the stands moist whenever he walked into the arena. Unlike most of the gladiators, Macan kept his hair long and wild to his broad shoulders.
He had a few braids to keep him tied to his tribal savage roots.
It shouldn't have had Julia's womb clenching in desire but...
Macan wore nothing but a collar to signify his status as well as a cloth to hide his... manhood. Julia had never seen another tiger as large as him before.
The Tiger's bronzed muscles gleamed with musk, she could smell his musk along with scented oils coming off him in waves making her tremble.
The night ambience filled the silence as the air became thick with some sort of tension that made Julia weak in the knees.
Macan spoke softly. "You wished to see me?" His voice was rough like grating stones but deep and rich.
When he roared in the arena the whole earth seemed to tremble. He was so reserved and subdued with a touch of arrogance that could not be whipped away. It had Julia's heart fluttering, she shook her head to snap herself out of it.
She straightened up, taking on the mantle of mistress.
"I need you to perform a task for me," Julia wrung her hands drawing up every ounce of authority she could muster.
Macan nodded.
"Do you have many siblings, Macan? Brothers in particular?" Julia cleared her throat.
"I have Three brothers and one little sister."
Perfect. She has chosen well. Julia would definitely conceive a cub with this large green Tiger.
"Remove your clothes," Julia instructed.
She saw the glimmer of a smirk on the gladiator's face. "I need you to help me conceive a cub." Julia paused,She swallowed it hard then steeled herself for what was to come.
It was only when she lay on the bed and saw the gladiator in all his glory did she pause.
That appendage between his mighty legs was a serpent, she could see the veins pulsing on the thick length.
Then she stood naked before him and the Horny Tiger took in every inch of her being.
Julia's blush reached to her breasts and her stomach clenched in desire. "Will it hurt ?" She realized that Macan was smirking at her befuddlement.
The patrician woman's lovely pink lips compressed into a contentious line.
The sight of her patch of dark curls made the gladiator's serpent twitch. Julia laid back, legs spread, bracing herself for the coming onslaught.
"As you wish, my mate," Macan's voice became husky, heavy with sudden desire.
The gladiator settled himself between the high lady's spread thighs. He stroked himself to stiffen his cock which grew fat with the blood rushing to it. Julia closed her eyes ready for the pain.
Yet Macan took his time, teasing her folds to get her moist. Julia bit her lip as small tendrils of heat raced up her spine. His shaft then coated itself in her juices before slowly pushing its way inside her. Julia released a soft gasp of surprise as Macan stretched her inner walls. He groaned at her tightness.
Julia gripped the sheet beneath her as she felt the pressure between her hips increase. She groaned softly despite herself while more small hot tingly sensations spread through her body.
Macan was slow at first careful not to split her open. He pressed deeper into Julia wanting to plant himself inside her. He had had patrician cunt before but this woman had a softness to her that the others lacked.
Even through her stola he could see her nipples poke against the fabric.
He wanted to bury himself between her lovely breasts that looked soft and smelled so fragrant. Macan wanted to take one of those small nubs into his mouth and nibble on it, make his mistress whimper but he controlled himself.
He was usually bold and his hesitation surprised him. Boldness would not be rewarded.
Macan rotated his hips slightly, the head of his cock teasing her g-spot. Julia expected this encounter to be more... formal; more business-like. Yet her body betrayed her as it gave itself over to the passion that began to awaken within her.
She felt his cock pulsate and thicken within her.
As he began to thrust deeper Julia's hips reacted instinctively meeting him for each thrust while her legs wrapped around his narrow waist, drawing him in deeper. Yet she kept her hands twisting the sheets to stop her from encircling him in her passionate grasp.
The gladiator grunted as Julia wrapped her legs around him. He made hungry sounds in the back of his throat, straining his body and mind against the rush that was building within him. He wanted to give Julia pleasure.
Even under the scent of her perfume Macan could smell her need.
Macan was up to his stem, Julia holding him like a hot velvet trap. Her muscles squeezed on his cock as he pulled out then pushed back in, the pressure made him groan with joy.
Macan bucked his hips more frantically. His musk surrounded Julia like a fog, clouding her senses making her forget the reason she called for him. Julia kept her eyes closed so tight she could see colors while the pressure within her built. Heat coiled in her womb then exploded in a white hot wave.
Julia gave out a small cry of passion. Her body spasmed feeling Macan's hot breath caressing her neck as he rode her. He smelled her flowery perfume and it made his cock jerk. Yet he hadn't finished his task. He felt himself very close to the edge as he gave one more brutal thrust, shooting his seed into her wanting womb.
Julia shuddered from the force of her orgasm and the feeling of Macan's manhood still pulsing hard within her, her muscles milking him of all of his seed. She kept her legs locked around him until her muscles grew tired and melted into pools on her bed.
"Did I please you, my mate?" Macan whispered hoarsely into her ear making Julia tremble with shameful delight. His lips brushed her ear and Julia had to stop herself from wrapping her arms around his strong neck and claiming his lips with her mouth.
"Yes...," she said softly. "Hopefully the gods will smile upon me and bless me with a son."
Macan stroked the small of Julia's back giving her shivers.
He stroked the roundness of her arse as he pressed against her, his firm cock nestled in the valley of her cheeks.
Like before, Macan teased the patrician woman running his shaft along her lips to get her ready for him. Julia's loins quivered, getting wet with expectation.
Julia felt the length of Macan's manhood run along her nether lips biting her lip to fight against the erotic sensations rising within her. The heat of his flesh against hers was a scorching ecstasy, making her alive as if struck by lightning. She whimpered in bliss.
She felt the head of his shaft rub against her rosebud sending a jolt of pleasure to her womb.
"Well get on with it, gladiator," despite the command Julia spoke breathlessly, her voice throaty, sensual.
"Sorry." Macan smirked. "It is easier if a woman is wet enough." Julia could hear the amusement in his voice which sparked anger within her. Then she felt him fill her slowly, her anger becoming mute.
Julia ground her teeth as pulses of heat throbbed within her. Macan had a firm, soft grip on her hips as he thrusted. Gentle thrusts at first as he probed deeper inside of her. Macan felt her velvet heat tighten around him, trapping him happily within her folds as the scent of her arousal filled his nostrils.
Waves of heat pulsed from her core, tension coiling in her abdomen. Julia's hips began to bruise from Macan's rough hands as he increased the speed and pressure of his thrusts. She listened to him groan and grunt like an animal.
She could feel his cock swell inside of her as he built towards his climax.
Her own breath became labored. Then Macan slowed down. He had been close to coming but pulled out achingly slow and before Julia could order him to continue he quickly plunged right back in. She felt his one hand press against her upper back bracing himself as he began to pound her again.
By some spell of madness Julia couldn't stop herself from playing with her swollen pearl of pleasure as Macan rammed into her.
Julia began to meet the gladiator's thrusts, rubbing her clit while spikes of ecstasy stabbed her nerve endings. Soon mewls and moans began spilling from her lips like sweet water. Atticus let out a growl feeling the patrician woman milk him as he reached his crescendo.
Julia's orgasm started in the soles of her feet then spread into a white hot flash that consumed her being. Macan's hot seed shot into her womb, she could feel it gushing as his manhood pulsated inside her.
Macan collapsed forward, resting his forehead in Julia's fragrant nape. They glowed in a sheen of sweat, panting from the passion, their bodies basking in their shared heat.
Macan couldn't help himself, he brushed his lips and tongue against her skin tasting the salt of her sweat. The act made goosebumps bloom along her spine.
Macan took his time tormenting Julia, making her squirm against his mouth as he tortured her with his tongue and lips, licking, nibbling, and sucking at her.
He found her pulsating rosebud, his tongue lashing the sensitive bundle of nerves causing Julia to cry out in passion.
She raked her fingers through his sandy brown locks, pushing him further between her legs.
Julia's fingers curled around his as his thumbs tortured her aching nipples that were so hard and sensitive they hurt. Breath died in her throat as she approached her climax.
Macan began to focus on her throbbing bundle of nerves. He took the bud into his mouth and sucked gently then hard. His last hard suck drove Julia over the edge. She thought she had died for a moment, everything seemed to disappear in a white flash of heat then she collapsed on her bed.
Julia felt Macan's warm breath against her inner thigh, his hands and fingers caressing, teasing her sensitive hot flesh. She didn't have the physical strength to fight him off or perhaps she lacked the will. She had never experienced anything like that before.
As her body tingled with the aftermath of her climax she felt Macan's hands on her hips drawing her to him so he could grind his swollen manhood into her quivering feminine heat.
He pressed his weight into her, pinning the exhausted yet satisfied patrician woman down as he rained tender kisses along her navel, her breasts, her collar bone then her neck. She felt every bump of his tongue as he tormented her with his sensual lips.
Macan revealed his masculinity to her and as before Julia was afraid that it wouldn't fit in her mouth. The gladiator caressed her head but not roughly. He wasn't going to force her. Julia's fingers curled around his aching erection. It felt firm and yet soft.
Macan allowed her to explore his length with her soft, perfumed hand. Julia felt his veins pulsating at her touch. She grew bolder stroking it, listening to the gladiator groan.
Macan nuzzled her forehead, "That's it... touch it just like that... good... uuuhhnnn..." His lips pressed against her forehead.
Julia grew anxious to taste him, to take him into her mouth.
She gripped the base of Macan's hungry bulge and lowered her head. She took the tip and sucked it tentatively into her mouth. He tasted a bit briny yet there was a slight tang she couldn't help but find tasty.
Macan shivered as he felt Julia's tongue tease the rim of his mushroom head. His hands caressed her head, his fingers digging into her fragrant, silky tresses.
Then slowly, Julia took Macan into her mouth.
Her mouth was so hot and wet like her cunt. Macan strained not to cum too soon or buck his hips to start fucking her mouth. Julia felt his length swell. She took her time, torturing Macan as he had tortured her. She explored him with her tongue, massaging his soft veins.
She moaned around his shaft, her mouth sliding back and forth over his length, feeling it throb as she sucked him, her hand stroking up and down following her lips.
Julia grew bolder with each stroke. Macan continued to caress her head but allowed her more freedom. He leaned back and watched his engorged maleness disappear into the patrician tigress's delectable mouth.
"Julia...,"Macan moaned. "Fuck, Julia..."
Julia began to realize her power and stroked him faster. She wanted to taste his seed.
So often she felt it gushing into her womb but now she wanted it to gush into her mouth. Atticus gritted his teeth against the oncoming sensation but the sweet suction of her mouth was too much.
Julia tasted his hot seed gush into her mouth. It almost choked her. Atticus drew her up with his seed still dripping from her lips. The gladiator savored his taste that hung on her lips because they were Julia's lips.
When he flicked his tongue inside her mouth, Julia's tongue sought his out and their tongues massaged each other, dancing an erotic dance that had both of them moaning. They rose together and when their lips parted they stared at each other with lust reflected in each other's eyes.
Her breasts were a perfect handful. Macan squeezed and played with them, his thumbs rolling the diamond hard peaks causing Julia to sing her approval. He was gentle at first and then rough. His hands moved from her breasts, stroking her perfumed skin drawing her closer to him.
She pressed against him, fire tingling up and down her spine as the gladiator's rough hands explored her body. The length of his body burned hers with a shared searing passion.
Julia melted against him and Macan felt the tickle of her hard nipples tease along his chest as she swayed, He could feel his desire burning for her again. Julia felt his hands close over her bare ass, gripping the ample flesh.
She could feel the hot throb between her legs spring to life once more as Macan swept Julia up in his embrace to lay her on the bed. With a hungry look in his smoldering golden eyes, the savage Tiger crawled towards the trembling patrician woman.
He pressed his weight on top of her and she could feel his burgeoning arousal press against her thigh. He was ready and so was she.
Julia had Macan's cock inside her many times but this was different.
His breath whispered over her lips, his hair cascaded over his shoulders as a curtain to conceal their faces. Atticus raked his fingers through Julia's silky fur.
The taste of his kiss intoxicated Julia. He sucked and nibbled on her lower lip as he pulled away.
Macan peppered her mouth with hot sensual kisses leaving Julia breathless. She spread her thighs even wider, feeling the gladiator's cock throbbing against her quivering sex. He shifted his hips and Julia made a small cry as it rubbed against her sensitive throbbing clit.
Finally Macan took his cock then slid it slowly into Julia's molten core.
She was so slick and tight, so hot. He felt her lock around him as he began to rock his hips against her. Julia raked her fingers along Macan's chest fighting the hot sensations that flooded her body. The heat of his skin, the filling of his cock, the smell of his manly musk was driving Julia wild.
She began to meet his thrusts, their thighs slapping together as their desires kindled.
Macan's mouth traveled downward towards Julia's bouncing breasts. Slowly, oh so slowly, he encircled her hard nub with his tongue and drew it into his mouth. Julia groaned arching her back to push more of her breast into Macan's hungry mouth.
She felt him lash the small nubbin sending tiny shocks of ecstasy up and down her spine.
Suddenly Macan flipped over so that Julia was on top instead. Instinct seemed to take over, an animal instinct as she dug her fingers into his broad bronzed chest and rock her hips, pressing her throbbing clit against him, the head of his mammoth cock tapping at her g-spot.
He felt her walls constricting around him as she approached her second climax. The rocking of her hips intensified. Macan drew her down, possessing her mouth with his to suppress her coming screams of pleasure.
"I want you to cum," Macan demanded breathlessly. "Cum on my cock right now... Right... Now...!"
Julia cried out, her body spasmed, tensing. Macan could feel her pussy gushing and flexing around his cock.
Macan followed quickly after her. She collapsed on top of him, rolling over her held onto her wrapping his strong arm around her to crush her against his side. They were coated in sweat and their hearts were still racing.
She rested her chin on his bronzed and golden chest feeling his chin resting on her head.
She felt his chuckle deep within his chest.
