Helpless, Lainey watched them, then her mouth fell open as Kali rolled with the man. She purred, making this rumbling noise. Lainey, while shocked, realised the man was fine. And from the looks of things, he was playing with the Eurasian lynx like it was a domestic cat. Since Kali had become fully grown Lainey’d never interacted with her like that. Once in a blue moon she had attempted to pet her, but that was iffy at best. As Kali had got older—she was now fourteen years old—it had become less frequent. Yet this man was not only petting her, he was frolicking with her like she was a kitten. The man’s delighted laughter filled the area. It made Lainey’s pussy get damp as she imagined how his face would look. Lainey gripped the fence harder, silently cursing herself for even being attracted to him. The man was reckless and a danger to the reserve. No one got in the cage with an animal without taking precautions. And they sure as hell didn’t play with them as he was.
