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157 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1965
It was a beautiful sunrise, slow and easy at first, then with crashing suddenness the wild red and bright burst in upon both of us in a frenzy of delight, then diminished into the steadily increasing glow of morning.And that my friends is how a tiger with two backs is made.
Damn, how soft she was, how firm and round the fleshy curves and hollows. Right from the fierce steppes of a Caucasus mountain she brought every buck, every undulation into a living symphony of outlandish delight. Her mouth was a hot, wet thing of such demanding passion that it itself was a fuse that ignited one explosion after another. Her mouth melt against mine, a torch that could nearly scream unless it was choked off, her entire body an octopus of emotion that demanded and demanded and when it was satisfied for a short time was almost content in a relaxation close to death itself.
But I wouldn't give her that relaxation. She asked, now she got. She wanted to see what a tiger was like and now she had to find out. She knew the depth of the canines and the feeling of being absorbed because she was only a woman in the lust of a horrible hunger and in that frightening sunlight she knew for the first time what it was like to live as one.