He crossed the room and hopped up onto the bed.He crossed the room and hopped up onto the bed. "Rajah!" she gasped. "You know this bed isn't strong enough to hold you!" "Rrrrowl," Rajah replied softly, nuzzling her neck with his nose. She stroked his neck softly. "You're so good to me, Rajah. You're right. I don't care if the bed breaks." Rajah curled up next to her, separated by the covers. "Oh, you silly tiger. Come down here inside and join me. You'll freeze out there away from the fire." "Nnnrrow?" "Come on," Jasmine insisted, holding the covers up. Rajah shifted as she directed and she tossed the covers over him. She shifted next to him, taking advantage of his warmth. As always, she was immediately impressed with his strength, but in some ways she was also attentive to his strength, not at all unlike Aladdin's. With Aladdin gone, her desire often rose to uncontrollable heights, and Rajah's presence drove so many memories within her that, despite her earlier dreaming she knew she wanted such caresses once again, even her own. Practical to a fault, Jasmine slid away from Rajah, trying to keep her desires suppressed. She was not ashamed of her needs; to her they were signs of her love for Aladdin. |