Cat Pervert Novels & Stories

Am I the only one finding him super hot, because I wished I could eat him or is this how every girl sees him? Okay! I'm a cat and it's only natural, since he's like a giant canned sardine in my eyes. I put the remote on the table, ignoring the excited look on him. It was as if he discovered something awesome. Wait! Could it be my ass? No way right? I'm not panicking because I give a damn what sort of a pervert he was, but I hope he stopped looking this interested, or I'm at the risk of dying again.

I correct and his pupils dilate in shock. "Oh, I… I knew that, I just thought you saw it the other way round." "No, I see it just like you do. The thing is that Catania is a stealer and you know the kind of pheromone she emites. that's what's making me doubt her!"

He is a freaking pervert! "Do it now, pet!." Master growled lightly. "I'm sorry." I apologize staring at my toes in complete shame, I can't believe what just happened. Fuck, I'm in deep shit. "Oh.. wow, pet? Uhm, uhm.. here is your pizza." Even as the pervert of a guy handed over the pizza, he still couldn't stop staring at my boobs. I had to drag the pizza from him, and shut the door on his face.

“Are libertines not more accepted now?” “If they’re men,” said Loretta, her tone sour. “It wasn’t like men weren’t sex-obsessed before becoming incubi. Now they just have an excuse to badger women for it. If women need it too, then all the more reason to look down on them. We can’t bear their children, so what use are we to them, but adornments or holes? It’s all I am to Mr. Pervis, I know that much. Holes . . . maybe a bloody scratching post.” She took another swig, her eyes growing moist. “But at least he keeps me around. And he don’t feed on no one else. And he don’t act embarrassed of me, neither. I should be grateful. It’s better than I deserve.”

He whispered then he kissed my ear. I immediately pushed him away. “Y-You pervert!” He just laughed while looking at me from my head down to my feet. “Looks like you already gained your strength, shall we continue our game of chess?” “Chess your ass!” I yelled as I walked away from her and slammed the door behind me. He will never really change. He’s the most perverted man that I have ever seen in my life! I swear I will never get drunk again!

I yelled at him. He immediately smirked. He held my waist and embraced me and pecked on my forehead. “ If you put me in a wheelchair. Then how will I satisfy my angry kitten’s need.” He whispered in my ears. I immediately blush. “ You pervert.” Before I hit him. He caught my hand. “ pervert?” He chuckled “ My kitten has a dirty mind. I said how will I take care of my kitten if you put me in a wheelchair. you will be the one who will take care of your crippled husband.”

I breathed out of the water and clearing my face a little, giggled “That is not fair!” Cat caught my tongue the moment my eyes fell on him. He slowly stepped into the water, his eyes eating me up like a crocodile. “I never played fair.” he said. “And I would love to play with you, my sexy little pet.” “P-pet?”I should have not liked the word since I wasn’t into that kink but the way Asphalt spelled it, I could feel that it was not the water anymore that was turning me wet.

Or sexy from creepy. I open my mouth but close it when his hand collides with my ass. No, this guy is way too much. I understand that I overdid it with the seducing part, but I already admitted I mistook him for someone else. There's no need for Luka to keep reminding me of the mistake, darn it! "Fucking perv," I mutter again, but this time much louder so that he knows I haven't changed my mind. "Hell to the yeah, baby, a fucking pervert. And believe me, I want nothing more than to bring you home, tie you up on my bed, and enjoy your body for weeks to come. I've never tasted a kitten before, so don't tempt me."

Greg said smiling from ear to ear. “Pervert," Charlotte said as she stood up but Greg walked towards her as he slowly traced his hand on her skin. "I like elegant meat like you, they are tasty and delicious, or don't tell me you keeping this well-served body for that vegetable bastard at the hospital.." Greg said with a sly smile for Charlotte to push him away from her as she walked towards the door. "let me tell you something Mr. Greg Jonas, you see that tiny little thing between your legs," Charlotte said pointing at Greg's pants,

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the