After a few minutes of fierce fighting, Galla's feline form was beginning the to tire. She'd dealt some pretty big blows, as evidenced by the male's cut bloody nose and a few bleeding scratches scattered around its body. The male had be more defensive than anything, and so Galla had not been injured herself. But unfortunately, all the leaping and lashing had finally tired her out, whereas the the male still had spring in her step. She panted in frustration. Then the male made its move.
She tried to shake off the male leopard has he forced himself upon her back, but her legs... all four of them, didn't have enough strength. His jaws grabbed the nape of her neck, making her growl in pain and her tail to thrash angrilly. But the male was not to be detered, and he briskly pushed the tail aside with his weight and thrust his hungry shaft into her virgin sex.
Galla howled in a mixture of anger and disgust as the male began to hump in and out of her.
And yet... she found that it all kinda felt good... very good....