Gently Raised Beast Novels & Stories

Plus, my doctor said my hormones were out of balance, and I needed a way to relieve the stress. However, I already had a wolfhound at home. Salem Tarr would definitely have taken issue with it. Sensing my hesitation, the vendor kicked the beastkin. "Get up and show the lady your muscles." The beastkin rose to his feet slowly. Chains bound his body, and he could only remove his black T-shirt with one hand, instantly revealing his lean, pale muscles. However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars.

Vailan folded his arms, smirking at the beast with a coy lift of his brows, calmly waiting for the beast’s attack. The beast was angry because the human in front of him didn’t seem scared of his presence or his power. With a loud, strong growl, he ran towards Vailan with its fangs bared to the eyes which only made him snicker in disappointment. Vailan assumed this beast would be somehow in the Level of S, hard to deal with but it was just an A beast. He stretched his head, as his chest was concealed.

My body’s a live-wire of sensation, and the flogger handle is still moving in and out of my ass, stretching me deeper, making my spine arch. And then it vibrates. It hits me like a jolt, high and sharp, a wicked little buzz that shoots up my spine and rips the breath right out of my lungs. I squeal around Beast’s cock, eyes flying wide, drool slipping past my lips as my whole body jerks like it’s been lit up from the inside. The Gentleman laughs, dark and delighted. “That’s why it’s my favorite toy.” His hand comes around, sliding slick fingers between my legs until they land on my clit. He rubs slow, steady, knowing exactly how to drag me closer with every pass.

Just from the opening sentence. *The beast did not rush. He circled her slowly, massive paws silent. She could feel heat radiating from his body even though he stayed just out of reach. Then his muzzle lowered, nose brushing the small of her back. One long, deliberate inhale—drawing her scent so deeply she felt it in her bones. A low, satisfied growl vibrated through her.* I circle my clit with two fingertips, slow and teasing, matching the patience I’m writing. My breathing already shallows.

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

The urgency to explain what I meant before they all took it out of context was upon me, and I stumbled over my words, so I could deliver it as tactfully as possible. “You're not the first girls to have become enamored with an asshole. I think of it as bastard syndrome. It has struck women down since the dawn of time. It's not our fault we're attracted to arrogant, pig-headed, stubborn Cock Wombles. I put it down to our genetic coding, which science excuses us for putting up with bastardry. Thankfully, you have a scientist for a mother, and I'm offering you all a one-to-one bastard inoculation service free of charge. It's called, your dad's baseball bat, and I'll use it to knock the biker twa

There are a lot of hunters waiting to hunt him, it would also harm your life, so keep him and yourself safe. [Ok grandpa] Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head. (you don't have to worry about keeping my identity safe, I can alter my appearance to a certain level. Open up the beast, stat to check my stats. The system told me to remind you about this.) I shouted immediately. (Open beast stats!) _________________________________________ Beast stats (1) Name: Oreo Species: Black sabre-toothed tiger Tier: Beta (2) level: 30

The growling is loud enough to make the ground shake , he is out for blood . Within a second both my brothers are in their beasts and standing by my side . Ratniks beast is as tall as mine but not as built as mine; he has a grey stripe running the length of his body . It's Gideons beast that catches me by surprise as it has been so long since I have seen it . His beast is just a slight bit taller than both ours but again is not as bulky as mine , and has a blue tint running through his whole coat. As soon as they both nod to let me know they are ready I let out a howl and take off with them closely on my heel …

“The old Acorn Master's spirit beast is also with these betrayers of the Acorn Valley?!” “Ahh-haha-haha!” laughed the beast in question, a second time. “Old Acorn Master just passed away, and as such, I am no longer indebted to the Beast Hall! Since no expert has been able to raise my tier as a savage beast, isn't any other opportunity one finds to be cherished dearly?” Kira shook her head in incomprehension. “Any other opportunity? What are you talking about?” The Steel-winged Vulture screwed its eyes and said to Kira, “You of all people know I'm a 3-star savage beast who just made a breakthrough two months ago into Half-spirit realm.”

It was nothing like the first night when they made love to each other. On that night when Micah had promised to take care of Jewel and had also promised not to hurt her, they had continued to kiss passionately with Micah's tongue tracing her neck line down to her breast. Jewel had not held back the second time.she had yielded to him. It had been so mysterious how Micah had turned rough. His gentle kisses began to feel as though he had lava in his tongue. Jewel eyes had been closed but when she opened them,she came eye to eye with a beast. It could definitely not be Micah. She was terrified. " please don't hurt me” she pleaded for her life. The beast eyes were red. It had very big horns and s