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He raised his eyebrows to me, and I think he kind of enjoy it. I giggled and after I sip my drink, I said my true safe word. “Meow, I will use meow as my safe word.” He now massaging his temple, pretty annoyed by now. “Do you want Aaron getting crazy to you? You know he was already fantasizing about you on a catsuit, right?” “Wait, catsuit like puss in boots catsuit or Catwoman cat suit?” This is actually a genuine question. “Catwoman catsuit, why in the hell is Aaron fantasizing about puss in boots?” He was even more annoyed now, I do wonder why.

The moment I step onto the set, my pussy is already pulsing with anticipation. I’m Kitten claw — the villainess whose name makes heroes hard and fans leak just from hearing it. Today I’m dressed to destroy. The black latex catsuit is painted onto my body like liquid sin. It squeezes my full tits together, creating deep, mouth-watering cleavage, with strategic cutouts that bare the soft, creamy undersides and the inner curves where my nipples strain against the tight material. A long zipper runs from my throat all the way down, stopping just above my bare mound. The suit hugs my waist, flares over my hips, and disappears between my thick thighs, the crotch seam already rubbing teasingly again

"Edmund! Edmund, save me!" He froze where he stood, his eyes wide, staring at the cat in the cage. "You... You can talk?" "It's me! It's me! Jocelyn!" She clawed desperately at the bars. "Leah did this to me! She found 50 feral toms and forced me to... forced me to..." Edmund whipped around and fixed his eyes on me. "What have you done?" I leaned against the doorframe with my arms folded and smiled. "What have I done? You already know, don't you? You had Jocelyn possess a cat and sent it to me so she could drain my life.

I had delivered a low blow, rattling her usual calm demeanour. “That is enough Tom. What are you doing here?” Vivian asked. “That is a private matter between you and me, time for Kitty Cat to leave”. Folding my arms across my chest, I smiled smugly at Cat, who was squirming in her seat. Unable to contain her anger, she jumped to her feet, hands tightly clenched into fists. Glaring, she was ready to unleash. “Cat, look at me”, breaking her stare she turned to face Vivian. Her eyes were red and glassy. “I am okay, gimme a minute with Tom please”.

“My father wasn’t the only one working with the Doc, bitch. And now, you can meet your father in hell.” Enyo tries to take over and force the shift, but she’s too weak. We can’t shift. Just like Daddy and Alpha Niko couldn’t. Catherine climbs on top of me, her knees digging into my arms to hold me in place. Then she moves the knife up to my eyebrow and presses down. I close my eyes as she glides the blade down over my right eye and I feel blood flow down my temple. I scream in pain, and I try to push her off me, but my entire body feels heavy, as if I’m being held down by more than just Catherines’ weight. I look up at Catherine, my vision filled with blood, and her face is twisted with hate

she says, repeating the line over and over even as she turns away from me. What the fuck?! “Kai, something is up with Cat!” I call my brother over the mind link, and within five seconds, he’s downstairs, stomping towards his mate. He cups her face with his hands and looks into her eyes. “Come back to me, little wolf,” he says in a low voice while stroking her cheek with his thumb. Caterina’s muttering grows quieter, then stops as she closes her eyes. When she opens them again, her usual green is back, but she looks visibly confused.

I was given a beating of my life, for attempting to run away days before my wedding, and Zander who felt guilty for being the one who had suggested I run away, had been unable to stop apologizing. Mum had been extremely appalled that I hadn’t eagerly agreed to be a sacrificial lamb for her life and my elder brother’s, and she hadn’t hesitated to make that known to me. “You’re such a selfish child, Catherine.” Mum had said when she came to my bedroom that night. “Please leave.” I whispered with so much venom in my voice. I sobbed myself to sleep that night, after I had made sure my door was thoroughly locked, to prevent my elder brother from paying me an unwanted visit.

I don't know if what I said makes any sense. Someone who has been looked up against her will can never be comfortable. I didn't want to be harsh on her but she pushed me to the wall. "What you are doing to our mate us wrong!" Ander reprimands and I immediately shut him out. Catania's stealer pheromone has corrupted his mind. Catania is not our mate, Mia is!

“We’ve already got contacts checkin’ their safehouses. We’ll know soon enough where Cole’s layin’ his head.” Cat, lounging in her chair with her legs crossed like she was posing for a mob wife magazine cover, gave an exaggerated shudder. “Ugh, honestly? I told you that man was greasy. You didn’t listen. Now here we are in some Scottish Godfather fever dream.” “Cat,” I warned. She ignored me, turning to Declan with a dreamy sigh. “Also? Can I just say you look ridiculously hot cleaning your gun earlier? I almost needed a cold shower.”

"To hell with that. You have to let me go. I'm not an animal; why are you tying me up with iron chains like this? Let go!" "Calm down. I'll let you go. Promise not to attack me." "I will kill you straight away!" Caterina glared sharply. "It's so fun to see you tied up like this. You're like a prisoner that many men will take turns with. Hahaha." "Shut your mouth, bastard!" "Wow... you are really scary, Kate. But why am I excited to see you angry?" Caterina controlled her breath, which was rising and falling with anger. Seeing Leo's face was like looking at a pile of trash. Caterina was reluctant to stare for long and chose to ignore him.