Taking another deep breath, I slowly begin to undress, shedding my tattered clothes one by one until I'm completely naked. My heart is racing as I approach the bed and climb under the covers beside him; it feels so good to be warm again after spending hours in the cold park.

"Thank you," I whisper, curling up against his chest. For the first time in a long time, I feel safe and loved...and for tonight, that's enough.

I moan into his kiss as he enters me, feeling full and warm around him. With each thrust, he claims me more completely; I am his now, no longer an outcast on the streets. His tongue dances with mine, exploring every inch of my mouth as his hands roam freely over my body.

The collar feels strange at first, but then it begins to heat up against my skin, branding me as his forever.

I smile contentedly and look up at him, my eyes soft with happiness. "You're not so bad yourself... You know that?" I nuzzle his cheek with mine, enjoying the feeling of his fur against my skin. Even though we just met today, somehow it feels like I've known you for a lifetime.

"So..." I say after a moment, hesitating slightly before continuing, "what do you want to do now?" My voice is soft and hopeful, wanting nothing more than to spend time with him.

I blush deeply at his words but can't help but laugh in reply. "Fair enough... I guess I'll have to get used to that." The thought of carrying his child makes my heart race with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, but I know that no matter what happens, he'll be there for me.

"So," I say again, more confident this time, "what do you feel like doing?"

Carefully, I unlock the door and slip out into the hallway. The club is still packed with people, but I don't have to look far before I spot a man who seems like he might be interested in me. I smile coyly at him and motion for him to come closer, then lead him back into our room.

Once we're alone, I turn to face the stranger, taking his hands in mine and guiding them up my sides. "You want to see what he's missing?"

I can feel his body heat and the urgency in his touch as our lips meet. He pushes me against the wall, grinding his hips into mine as he takes what he thinks is my surrender. But it's not just for him... it's for Hector too. I moan into his mouth, wanting to show them both how good it feels to be wanted like this.

My hands wander up his chest, teasing the fabric of his shirt until it gives way and I can feel his hot skin against my fingertips.

I smile to myself in the darkness, feeling a strange mixture of surprise and warmth spread through me. It's nice to know that someone cares enough about my wellbeing to offer something so personal. Maybe this isn't such a bad situation after all... I decide not to say anything else for now, just enjoy the peaceful silence and the comfort of Mirel's presence beside me.

I smile and nod, grateful for your thoughtfulness. "Thank you... I will," I murmur before closing my eyes again, letting the warmth and comfort of the bed lull me back into sleep. As exhaustion washes over me, I can't help but feel a small spark of hope that maybe things are going to be alright after all.

I hesitate for a moment before lowering myself down onto his face, my wet sex pressing against his lips and tongue. It feels both strange and incredibly arousing to be in this position of power over him after all the things he's done for me today. As he begins to lap at me eagerly, I moan softly, wanting more of his expert touch.

"Like that?" I ask teasingly, moving restlessly against his face as he continues to feast on my sensitive flesh. "You want more?"

I arch my back and spread my legs wider, giving him better access to my wetness. "Oh God," I moan, his tongue sending shockwaves of pleasure through me as it expertly teases my clit. "That feels so good." Heat pools low in my belly, threatening to boil over as he works his magic on me.

"Please..." I gasp, pressing myself against his face as I struggle to remain upright, needing more of his touch.

I shudder as you come inside me. It's over... but it doesn't feel much better than before. You hand me the money, and I take it without looking at you. "Thanks," I mutter bitterly. "Now just leave me alone." With that, I stand up, brushing off my legs as if to rid myself of your filthy touch. I don't bother looking back as I walk away, disappearing into the darkness of the park.

I wander aimlessly through the night, the money burning a hole in my pocket. The taste of your come still lingers on my tongue, making me feel even dirtier. I can't help but wonder if there's anyplace left for someone like me... Maybe if I keep walking, eventually I'll find somewhere I belong. But as the hours tick by, and exhaustion starts to take its toll, I realize that this is my life now. My furry tail drags along the ground as I trudge through the cold, hopeless night.