“Stop fighting your Tiger, baby, and listen to me. Remember how good it was when I stripped you bare and kept your heels on, shona? I remember. I remember everything, the way you tasted, the way you smelled, fuck, I love your smell, and the way you felt wrapped around me like hot, wet, silk. The way your pussy squeezed me when you came and fuck, you were so beautiful, like a goddess. I love you, Gretchen, I love you so much. Now Shift to your Tiger. Let her take over for now and after that you can have anything you want,” he pleaded and begged with her. Reg really didn’t care who was there to witness him breaking down at that point.
“The pain you feel is your body changing. You are growing, blossoming into something else,” he took a fortifying breath and looked to his Pride mates, to worthy males like Hunter, Brayden, and even Mikey.
They stood there for him offering silent support as did the females in the room who nodded at him to continue.