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Knotting The Rabbit 2
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Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Knotting The Rabbit 3
The knot swelled inside me like it belonged there, locking me to him, my hole stretched so wide I couldn’t even imagine closing again. Every thrust, every grind of his cock against my walls made my body twitch, the pressure of that thick ball inside me forcing me to take every brutal inch of him.“Fucking perfect,” the wolf growled, sweat dripping from his jaw onto the back of my neck. His voice was deeper now, almost inhuman, more growl than words. “Little rabbit’s plugged. Mine. You’re not going anywhere.”I whimpered into the mattress, arms shaking as I tried to hold myself up, but the truth was I couldn’t. My legs were useless, my ass spread wide, stuffed with cock and knot until all I could do was take it.He didn’t stop. He couldn’t. He ground his hips down, the knot pushing harder, deeper, dragging against my prostate until I screamed. I came again without warning, my cock spurting helplessly against the sheets, cum dripping from the head in hot, messy streams.The wolf didn’t
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Knotting The Rabbit 2
My chest rose and fell fast under the rabbit mask, my cock straining against my briefs, leaking through the thin fabric.The wolf crowded me against the wall, claws dragging down my chest, slowly. “Take it off,” he growled.My fingers fumbled at the zipper, tugging the costume open. The rabbit suit peeled away, ears drooping, fur sliding down until I was left in just my underwear. My cock tented the fabric, soaked at the tip.The wolf’s gaze dropped. “Pretty little rabbit,” he rumbled. “All soft and ready to be eaten.”Before I could reply, he shoved me back onto a low bench, the kind meant for changing costumes. I sat down hard, my knees spreading instinctively. He dropped to his haunches between them, muzzle pushing against my stomach. The heat of his breath seared through the thin cotton, making my cock twitch violently.“Fuck,” I whispered, shoving my hand through his fur, scratching over the top of his head.His claws hooked my waistband, yanking it down in one rough motion. My c
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Knotting The Rabbit 1
I wasn’t sure what the fuck I was doing there, standing in front of a converted warehouse with a rabbit mask tucked under my arm, but my cock was already half-hard just thinking about what was inside. The invite had come through a guy I’d hooked up with once—a link, a password, and three words that sealed it: furry orgy party.The bass thumped through the walls, low and steady, and when I finally walked in, it was like stepping into another world. Dim lights. Colored strobes. Dozens of bodies in fur suits moving, grinding, fucking. Fox tails wagging against asses, padded paws groping cocks, slick moans blending with music.I pulled the rabbit head on, the plush ears flopping against my shoulders, and suddenly I wasn’t me anymore. I was prey. A little rabbit in a den of predators. And fuck if that didn’t make my dick twitch even harder.I drifted through the crowd, my own mask grinning stupidly, while inside I was nervous, buzzing, turned on beyond reason. Someone in a cat suit bent ov
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Heatwave Motel 3
The sheets were damp with sweat and sex, the room thick with the smell of us, and my body felt boneless beneath him. But Caleb didn’t stay down long. He kissed me hard, teeth scraping my lip, and then he was pulling away, standing over the bed with his cock already getting hard again.“Shower,” he rasped, voice low and commanding. “Before we drown in our own sweat.”I laughed weakly, but when he offered his hand, I took it. My legs trembled as I slid off the bed, still sore and slick between my thighs, but he steadied me, guiding me into the cramped motel bathroom.The second he shut the door, he shoved me against it, mouth crushing mine, and my laugh turned into a needy moan. The heat didn’t matter anymore. The only thing I could feel was him—his tongue, his hands, his cock hardening against my stomach.“Caleb,” I gasped when he pulled back, breath ragged.“You drive me fucking insane,” he growled, spinning me so my chest hit the cool tile. His hands yanked my hips back, arching me,
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Heatwave Motel 2
Caleb’s mouth was relentless, trailing heat over my breasts, sucking hard enough to leave marks that would still be there tomorrow. My back arched, pressing into him, and the sound that tore from my throat was raw, guttural, nothing like the soft little moans I usually made.He looked up at me, lips swollen, eyes dark and shining. “Fuck, Maddie, you’re perfect.”Before I could answer, he slid lower, dragging his mouth down my stomach, his stubble scraping deliciously against my overheated skin. His jeans rasped against my thighs, rough against smooth, and I whimpered at the friction.“Spread those legs for me,” he murmured.The demand sent heat straight between my thighs, and I obeyed instantly, opening for him as he settled between them. His hands gripped the insides of my thighs firmly, holding me in place, and then his mouth was on me—hot, wet, devastating.“Oh… fuck!” My head dropped back against the pillow as his tongue worked me, slow at first, teasing, then deeper, harder, circ
Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires Heatwave Motel 1
The motel sign buzzed like a dying insect, the neon letters flickering in the oppressive heat. I shoved open the door to the lobby, sweat trickling down the back of my neck, my thin tank top sticking to my skin. The heatwave had killed the car halfway down the highway, and this was the only shelter for miles.Inside, the air was just as thick and hot, no blessed chill of air conditioning, just a rattling ceiling fan that barely moved the air. My patience was hanging by a thread.The clerk slid a key across the counter without even looking up from his phone. “Room twelve. Don’t expect the AC to work. Heat knocked half of ’em out.”“Great,” I muttered under my breath, grabbing the key.Room twelve was at the end of the row, paint peeling from the door, blinds drawn tight. I unlocked it and stepped inside, greeted by a wave of air that was somehow hotter than outside. The little unit under the window was dead, humming but producing no relief. I groaned and tossed my bag on the bed.I pee
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