Po And Tigress Fanfiction Novels & Stories

, he sighed softly looking down at his apple juice, moving the straw to mixed up the drink with ices making the colours changed again. Just then Taylor walked in and sat on the couch. "That's why you- as the alpha and her mate; the dominant and the top one; the head one, should tame her ego and make her fall for you, you can't just-", Taylor's bodies shot up sitting straight on he walked to the chair while looking at the window, realizing Elysian was there with one unfamiliar girl. "Just what?" "Guys- I think.." "You what?" "I think I found my mate-"

There had been no fucking way I was going to share with both Stephen and Caleb, thank you very much. ‘Shame,’ said Tiger playfully. ‘That could’ve been a fun night.’ ‘Did the Moon Goddess put all of you back, Tigs, or did she drop a few of your marbles on the way back in?’ ‘Ha, ha. I’m just saying, it might’ve been nice. And it would’ve definitely been a hell of a lot warmer.’ Even the thick canvas and the sleeping mats we’d brought couldn’t keep the cold out. As soon as I was done with the fiddly things, like tying ropes and pressing pegs into the rock-hard ground, I’d be shifting back into Tiger’s form to sleep.

“I wasn’t joking about gagging you, tigress. Next time you want to sass me, keep that in mind.” I breathed through my nose and blinked back the tears as I waited for his next move. It came too soon and unexpectedly, as he slipped a finger inside me. I closed my eyes as I felt his finger swirling in my wetness. “Hmm. My tigress likes a bite of pain.”

A great battle was about to break out before their eyes. However, a tiger’s roar could be heard at the scene. Roar! A white-bodied tiger demon suddenly rushed into the battlefield. It was a member of the White Tigress tribe. That person said loudly, “Princess Neela, I am Taika! Let me help you! Both our tribes were longtime friends in antiquity! This relationship can’t be severed!” Neela was startled. Never did she expect that a helper would jump out under such circumstances.

"You both want me dead." "Well, we meet at a fundraiser and bonded over tequila and long story short, that was when we realised that we both hated your guts for fucking us over," the guy replied, as if thinking back to the day and getting angry all over again. "Hold up, what's your name?" I asked, curious. "Tiger," the man answered. "Tiger Reynolds. You really don't remember me? I swear we were becoming friendly. You once accepted coffee from me." It was sounded more and more like Tiger was obsessed with me just like Penelope was. I could totally see why they got along so well now.