The Snow Leopard squirmed beneath Khabas fur, reduced to a meal for the Roo’s body to process. On the other side, Volkan caressed and fondled the writhing bulge, relishing the sounds from within.

Khaba leaned down and kissed the canine. His flavour mixing with the lingering taste of the meal. The Roo licked his lips and lay back, enjoying the fullness of his belly.

“Maybe…” He purred

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