The look of the feathers was something new too him, but he enjoyed just how the graced her pale skin. He could see that she had to maintain the little patch, as it would normally grown all around her sex. When he flipped her over, he felt the feathers brushing along his shaft. The feeling was soft, and almost like twenty or so fingers where brushing along it. He let a shiver run down his spin from the feeling. He moved his hips back slowly, letting the feeling of the feathers run along his shaft again. He wanted to take her right now, and stretch her out to fit his cock. But there was a little feeling that he had to get her ready for him. But the growing need to take her there and then was not going to kept down for long. His hand moved to her hips, holding her there, testing her skin with his claws.<br/><br/>"Mmmmm."<br/><br/>The feeling of her soft skin under his claws mad him want to mark her there as well. He thought that it would be his own personally scars to be seen by him, and only him. But he thought that other females could see it, but no other male. His claws dug into her skin lightly, not breaking the skin, but getting really close. His back started to arch, his need to take her finally taking over him. He pulled back, and lifted his hips just a little. The thick head of his cock moving to her small slit. He started to push, spreading her nether lips slowly. He kept on pushing into her, feeling that she had never been with another male. His male pride flared, as he was going to be the only male to ever grace her body. He pushed more, his head pushing on her opening. It was tight, almost too tight for him, but he was not going to stop. His claws bite down into her skin, pulling her back more into his cock. The head pushed through, and he growled in triumph.<br/>