Bubba X Kickin Novels & Stories

I shot up. "What the hell are you doing?!" It looked like a pack clinic. Some middle-aged healer muttered, "Luna's orders. We're checking if you've had pups." Are you kidding me? Nope. I wasn't sticking around for this madness. I shifted, shredded the ropes, and sent a tray of sharp tools flying. While they scrambled, I slipped out. Necklace still on me. Thank the Moon. *** A few days later, it was Luna Queen's birthday.

'' Steffan smirked as he stood up from the couch and fished something out of the drawer of his table. A vibrator. Karlisle tightened his jawline. ''Holy shit...'' Steffan inserted the vibrator inside him as Karlisle watched. Karlisle bit his lips. ''Tell me how it feels~'' ''It feels so good... Stretching my tight hole...'' 'Better than my dick?''' ''Your dick is better... Ahh!'' Steffan screamed as he bucked his hips as he found his prostate. Karlisle moved down on the floor and pulled the vibrator out of Steffan's hole and started sucking it while staring straight at Steffan's eyes. ''Just tastes like you..''

Her nose implant was knocked clean off. "You bitch! How dare you cheat on me? You're that desperate for action, huh? You even got me infected with syphilis! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bitch!" Joseph lost it, too. He started kicking Mabel's stomach over and over. "Bitch! If it weren't for you, Stephanie would never have broken up with me! If it weren't for you, I'd already be the chairman of Empire Group! "Go to hell, you fucking slut!"

After I had my breakfast at the hotel, the Underboss took me to their family's company. He looked delighted as he led me to the Don's office. He kept singing his Don's praises. "Our Don has waited three years for you. He's the most powerful Don in the United States." His words got me curious. It made me want to know what the most powerful Don in the United States looked like. When I pushed the door open, I was stunned to see the tall, slender figure in front of me. I could not help but utter, "Luca?" The Underboss left the room knowingly after he led me inside.

I straightened instantly. “You’ve met my sister, Auburn,” he said, with a smile. I nodded, and he held his hand out gently. “I’ve found a way to merge Xena with you, but you must hurry.” Even in his calm tone, I could feel his urgency. Auburn stepped closer. “Are you going to the pack house? Can I tag along?” Ariston shook his head softly. “Hybrids aren’t allowed inside the pack house. You know this. I’ll be back soon.”

What is happening? T. B. C!!

Kit pushed him backward, so Kim was leaning against the wall of the pool, hands still cupping the curve of Kit’s ass in the same way Kit had his hands on either side of Kim’s face. They moved to the rhythm of want, and the only sounds they could hear was the rushing of water and their own whimpers. “I’m ready,” Kit said when they paused to catch their breaths. “I need you.” Kim obliged. For all his fearsome social status, he could never help doing whatever Kit wanted. He reached for a bottle of silicone-based lube and slathered it all over his hardened cock. Kit eyed the bottle. “That’s an expensive one.”

“Mommy’s gonna help them fill you up on camera.” Uncle Marcus joined fast. They double-stuffed me right there, Victor pounding my pussy deep, Marcus stretching my ass raw while Mom licked my clit and drank from my other tit. The wet slapping sounds were nasty and loud. The burning stretch in both holes, the sharp sweet smell of my squirt every time I came, the sticky wetness soaking everything, I screamed and shook hard. “Daddy… Uncle… the baby’s kicking while you wreck me… I’m cumming so fucking hard!”

Jamie told me. Jamie stood up, dropped his pants and told me to suck his cock. "What're you fuckin' nuts?" I asked as I backed away from this big, badass bike gang leader. I instinctively took a fighting stance! Thanks, guys for the coke. My hips are feeling pretty spry, and "I'm no fag. I ain't sucking nobody's dick! I appreciate the party boys, but I think it is time for me to get going". As I backed away, my rear foot touched another. I shot a back kick straight up under his chin.

Bram gets in what I'm guessing he thinks is a fighting stance, but he looks constipated. "Bring it on, bunny bitches," he says. I jump and kick him in the face while Sydney kicks him in the back of the head. Many people forget about the power of a bunny's kick. We may look soft and cuddly in bunny form, but our kicks can be lethal. All the bunnies take turns kicking him repeatedly. When he's lying on the ground, I look down, smirking as I kick him as hard as I can between his legs.