Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Novels & Stories

My animal needs to get it inside my center as fast as the moon allows. Without a single spoken word, his fingers hand me a small square packet from his jacket pocket. My teeth rip through the plastic wrapper while his paws shove his trousers down to his knees. My hands intend to roll the protection onto his skin for him, but the moment his thick steel springs out into the dim light, heavy and wet at the crown, the sheer size of his mass makes my breath stop.

The moment I looked up, I saw Chelsea lounging lazily on the couch in my nightgown, watching TV like she owned the place. Her daughter, Sadie Miller, was running barefoot all over my white carpet. Mom had stayed up night after night making that carpet for me, her eyes bloodshot from exhaustion. Now, it was covered in dirty black footprints from Sadie's feet. What made my blood boil was seeing my carefully collected figurines scattered all over the floor. Several of them had their arms and legs snapped off. Furious, I snatched one of the figurines back from Sadie's hands and questioned, "What are you people doing in my house?"

spewed from my lips. Following us inside the clubhouse, the man I had nicknamed Beast, laughed. "Oh, how sweet! Kitty has claws!" From over Rook's shoulder, I glared at the Beast, and snarled, "Damn straight she does, and given the chance, I'll fuck u ~SATAN~

His claws were longer and sharper and his fangs were longer than a wolf's. "Axel!" I shouted. "Where are you?" My body shook in fear as the beast moved closer to me. "Please, don't come closer," hot tears streamed down my face as the beast moved closer to me while I move backward until I fell on the couch. "Axel!" I screamed as the beast stood in front of me. The beast raised its hand and I let out a deafening scream and blacked out.

"And I think you're attracted to me too." The beast chuckled, a low rumble that resonated through me. "You're a bold one," it growled, its eyes flickering with a mix of amusement and desire. "Very well, little one." With a swift motion, the beast reached down and undid its belt, letting its pants fall to the ground. My eyes widened as I saw its massive cock spring free, standing tall and proud. It was thick and veiny, pulsing with a life of its own, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and nervousness.

I will not give you everything. Are you serious right now? There are pups. The word hits like ice water. I can't risk you losing control and trying to shift. I hesitate. One second. That's all it takes. The first rogue lunges. I swing the shovel anyway. Crack. Metal slams into skull and he stumbles backward cursing. "Crazy bitch!" I pivot toward the second one, but my reflexes feel sluggish. Wrong. Like I'm fighting underwater. June. You're holding back.

It cried out in pain as Ahmes dug her paws into the dirt, pulling back as hard as we could, trying to knock it over. The beast swung its claws at us, striking her right across the left side of her face. Ahmes let go with a yelp. Blood clouding her vision. The pain of the strike stinging with whatever filth was in the beast's claws. "Get up, get up, get up," I screamed as the beast charged at us once again. Its mouth hanging wide open, saliva dripping from its teeth. Its long skeleton-like hand gripped her hind leg. Ahmes growled and snapped at it viciously.

For the pack. He could see the panic that arose in the Minister’s eyes upon hearing the footsteps. Not long after, troops after troops could be seen behind him, looking as intimidating as ever with their bloody state and heavy firearms. The Minister visibly gulped at the sight. And here he thought they were gonna rush to the females and pups. “The White Claw Pack never leaves a fight unfinished,” drawled Axel in a slow, menacing way. “We don’t leave on alive to tell our tales. What happens in the pack stays in the pack.”

The beast moved towards Will as Will waited for him to make his move. Impatient, the beast leapt forward, while Will kicked his leg out, cracking the ribs of the beast in front of him. The beast jumped up and came at Will again. This time, Will partially shifted and reached his clawed hand out to allow it to swipe across the beast’s neck. Will moved forwards, allowing his claws to dig into the beast’s jugular

I end up on my arse on the ground in front of him as the beast growls, "Come on, little breeder, let's go back. It's too cold out here for you and that pup!" I smile at him and as I struggle to get my feet back under me, slipping and sliding on the wet leaves, I snap, "I am no breeder..." I finally get my feet under me and as soon as I am in the position, I take off running once again. It isn't long before the beast pulls himself back together and starts after me once more. I duck and dodge other beasts as they catch up and try to grab me. I slide to the ground once more, stopping at the feet of another beast. I hold my son tighter with one arm and use my feet and my other hand to try to get