Claw Pinky Toe Novels & Stories

"What I said was I don't need *you* to be afraid." Cain's hand did not move beneath hers. Her fingers pressed down one by one on the back of his hand. As if counting something. His knuckles arched slightly under her palm. The second joint of his index finger bore the thick callus of a sword grip. The third joint of his middle finger carried an old blade scar. The edge of his pinky held a thin patch of chilblain scarring. In the same position as the faint red mark on the webbing of her thumb.

This lady was after his claim heart. Sliding off the lounge chair, Claw pulled at the belt on his midriff, for all intents and purposes breaking the clasp to drag it separated. He hurled it onto the floor and snapped his pants separated, his claim button going flying some place that he couldn’t care less almost at this point. Cassie laughed, sitting up on her elbows to observe him. He rapidly pushed his pants down his thighs, liberating himself at long last and sucking in a sharp breath. He palmed himself gradually, stroking the head.

The pain! .... .... DOES IT HAVE TO HURT every time!!! Whew... finally the pain is gone. I think it felt less painful this time because it is an upgrade on my claws instead of the body. [Poison Claw: The claw is coated with poison deadly to others but harmless to self] +3ATK Nice, I don't have to be careful about poisoning myself. That helped me a lot. [Curved claw: Makes the claw curved to help in climbing walls, to get more grip and impaling]

I let out a moan of appreciation and I feel his cock twitching against my calf. I am barely paying attention until, suddenly, I feel Alex's hand at the apex of my thighs. My eyes fly open as I feel Alex pushing down on my clit with his thumb. The pressure is constant, yet he doesn't move, instead concentrating on the foot he still has in his other hand. A dull ache begins to grow in my groin and I find myself wanting to move, to gain some friction against the sensitive little nub. My body attempts to buck of its own accord, but the rest of Alex's hand is holding my pelvis down firmly, and I find myself immobile. I stare at Alex's face, the naked arousal evident in his expression. Maintaining

He took the opportunity to switch his focus to her toes. Bill loved her toes. Long, but still very feminine. She had just enough space between each to allow his fingers and thumbs to ease between them without too much separation. Her burgundy toenails were glossy and slippery to the touch. He took his time with each individual toe, twisting it, pulling it, bending it down. He would work on one toe, then move to the next, giving it just as much attention as the last. It took him about ten minutes to work through both feet.

Aura’s pov The indescribable pain was cursing through my blood vessels. They said that your first shift is always hard and painful but this is way too painful then I have ever thought. The bones were arranged in a different skeleton and the skin grew furry hair on my body. When I opened my eyes, I noticed my white claws instead of hands and sharp talons instead of nails. The she-wolf, who was fighting with me earlier, shifted quickly to fight with me. I was new to this power but I knew that I could take her down. I could sense her moves and dodged them easily.

For the first two periods, it was the Yasmine show, while I was getting screamed at by Coach, almost getting benched twice for nearly missing my rotations because I was trying too hard to compensate for the North pack’s cheap shots. And by the third period, I was completely fed up. If I was going to get blamed anyway, I might as well make it fun. “Time for a little humble pie.” As the play moved toward the net, I fake-tripped, sending my stick sliding perfectly into the path of the Northern defender who was closing in on Yasmine. It caused a massive, clumsy pile-up that completely shielded what I did from the ref, but it forced Yasmine to lose her footing and awkwardly slide face-first into

"A hell of a lot more." Clint sank to his knees in front of her, running his hands down her legs, his fingers closing around her ankles. With his face right in front of her groin, she fought the impulse to wriggle away—or thrust her aching sex into his face. Instead, she held still, entranced by him.His clever fingertips trailed around to the front of her ankles, down across the tops of her feet and back up again. He grasped one ankle and lifted, his fingertips sliding over the sole with feather-light motions. Hot currents of electricity arced up her legs, straight into her clitoris. When he performed the same teasing on her other foot, she clutched his shoulders to

But I didn’t even have time to think about how wrong that was, because Claude’s hand slid to my waist and lifted it slightly off the bed. And at that exact moment, I raised my head and watched in disbelief as the nail on his pinky finger grew into a claw, and then, without a hint of hesitation, he swiped it through the waistband of my panties, tearing it without even touching me, clean and effortless in the blink of an eye.

As everyone sat in a circle listening, Kai got even bolder. Underneath the cover of the blanket, his bare foot moved higher. He slid his leg right between my knees, forcing my thighs apart slightly. I bit my lip so hard I thought it would bleed as his toes pressed directly against the center of my panties. He began to rub his foot slowly back and forth over my clit through the thin fabric of my underwear.