Female Kirby Novels & Stories

“Do you seriously think I sent her to do that?” “Of course not,” I muttered, dragging a hand through my hair. “I'm not saying you sent her. I'm saying… look, I don’t understand. Why is Cyra the Luna’s spear in the first place?” I asked. “Why her?” Grey didn’t hesitate to launch into an explanation, saying she was our top female warrior and that Katarina needed someone like her by her side. “She’s an omega, Lex,” he added. “Which means she wouldn’t stand a chance against an Alpha attack. She needs someone like Cyra to watch her back.”

I screwed the sex toy in. "Climb on." I held out a hand to Kiema. Her silvery eyes gleamed as she scrambled over. "But how - " her words dissolved into a moan as I hit the power button. Her eyes flitted shut as the machine began fucking our mate. "Fuck me," Kord said. "No," Kiema said with a smile. "It's fucking me. Does it go faster?" "What do you say?" I taunted her. Her cheeks went pink. "Will you make it fuck me harder, please, Mr. Smok?"

Kira repeated, her eyes running over the woman's features, as if she had not gotten enough of that earlier. "Yes, Elves," Lythari answered with a small, knowing smile and then lifted her hand to tuck a strand of her long silver hair behind her ear. It was at that moment that Kira saw them—the pointed ears, sharp and elegant. They were longer than human ears and curved gracefully, just like how she had seen in storybooks. It was…

Just enough that it would not be too uncomfortable for her. And now that the secret was out, no more role-playing, and to Brody, that sucked, he thought as he sipped on his bourbon and took a drag as he watched Kirrah enjoying herself with the girls. They were playing with those toy star-war swords now, Aubrianne on top of Daniel's neck, Daniela on top of Timothy's neck. At the same time, Kirrah assisted Aubrianne and Daniel from below, and Jada helped Daniela and Timothy from below.

Fear gnawed on her feelings for a fact Kiran’s words could worsen her first time. Kiran just reminded him that his cage faerie was still a virgin. His desires just rolled out of control at the thought of their first night. Not only did he have her blood to relish, he also had her tight core to enjoy. The night just got more interesting when it hadn’t even begun.

Her maids were in the hut, on their toes for her any command. Sabrina rose to her feet and looked into a small mirror, glued to the wall. Sabrina flushed when she noticed how much of her skin was showing. A thin fabric was draped around her chest, squeezing her breasts together. The cloth failed to cover her cleavage. Her thin waist was out in a display. Kyra had made a temporary tribal tattoo around her navel. It was looking beautiful. She was wearing a skirt-like cloth that reached her mid-thigh. Her hair was braided right from their root. She was looking different but in a good way.

I stood up, but Ivy held out her hand, telling me to give her space. “You know,” She crouched to be eye level with her, power radiating from her body. “Kittens are so small and cute, aren’t they?” “What?” Skyler looked scared of her. Hell, I was scared of her. “Kittens. Small, fluffy. You just want to hold them and pet them. But you want to know something about kittens? They can’t retract their claws.” I saw hers come out, and her teeth grew. Her eyes went gold. Kiara. “And they bite.”

Her lips met mine and she bit my bottom lip making me smile into the kiss. “Looks like our little baby is going to have to see his mum and dad doing the dirty at a very early age” Kiara teased and I laughed at her joke. She had her own innocence and held on to it, I loved it when I saw that part of her, no matter how many times I saw her naked, no matter the position I took her in. She always had her way of showing an innocence which I loved, her eyes held on to it, her blushing cheeks, her gorgeous shy smile. She had been against us using girls for sexual pleasure to get any information out of men, she preferred them speaking to the men, using different ‘classier’ ways. Though I knew the re

Kirby’s voice was loud and filled the space. “I’m…I’m twenty-two, ma’am,” he replied, blinking rapidly for a few seconds. “Do you have siblings?” She continued her line of questioning, slowly pacing around the guy. He nodded, before quickly adding a verbal response. “Yes, ma’am. I have a little sister who is nine years old.” “Hmm…” Kirby finally stopped pacing, and she was right in front of him. Their faces were close to each other and she had a stiff look on hers. After a few seconds, Ben tried to speak but she stopped him.

I led Winter into the woods, finding a secluded spot, and patiently waited for her to shift. Observing her quietly, I marvelled as she gracefully removed her clothes and transformed into her wolf form, the elegant and beautiful Kira. Her fur, a soothing beige, looked incredibly soft and abundant, setting her apart from the typical appearance of a wolf. It gave her an air of gentleness and fragility, but I knew better than to underestimate her; as a gamma, Kira possessed strength and resilience.