Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Novels & Stories

He parries forward, swiping out and missing. He punches again, missing as he steps forward, doing a back spin, faking out a kick and landing a hit to my chest. I grunt and stumble back before pushing off my far leg and lunging forward. I swipe my claws out, his skin slicing with ease as blood splatters. He transforms into his beast, howling up at the sky before growling and barreling into my body. His teeth latch to my shoulder as I cry out in pain.

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.

Confused, scared and disheartened, Accashia tried to push away. The young woman kicked and tried to wiggle away from the beast but then a heavy, fury body of the beast stood over her, making her breath hitch. The beasts’ paws were larger than her hands. And she tried to fight off the shivering and collapsing of her body just by imagining how big the beast was. What if she pissed off the creature and used its paw to squash her head like a pumpkin?

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.