Poppy Playtime Catnap X Dogday Mga Nobela at Kwento

I crossed my arms while watching Blue sleeping. After I fed her, I made her take her medicine and now she's fallen asleep. I don't know what I'd do. Actually, I was panicking inside. I palmed my forehead after heaving a sigh. She is trembling in the cold and I don't know what to do. I already gave her a lot of blankets but it's not working. I took my phone out and dialed Theo's number. He answered after a few rings. [Hey man! What's up?]

she said softly, “we’ll work on your endurance. I want to see how long you can last when I really push you.” I lay there on the mat, breathing hard, cock throbbing, as she stood up and walked toward the door, her ass swaying with every step. Isabella paused at the doorway and looked back at me with a seductive smile. “Same time tomorrow. Don’t be late.” The door closed behind her, leaving me alone with my raging erection and the terrifying realization that I was completely fucked. And I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

“For protecting. Like Dada.” _Silence._ Adrian looked at me. 72 BPM. Small smile. Real. “Day 1,” Adrian said. “We get a dog.” *3:00 PM. [SFX: WAVES. THEN LAUGHING. THEN NORMAL.]* Backyard. New gate. Steel. Locked. No Valeria. No Reese. No Cayman. Just us. Alex throwing a ball. Not a kite. Ball. For the dog. We got a dog. Day 1. Shelter. 2 PM. German Shepherd. 3 years old. Name: Bear. Because Alex named him.

I swept a hand tiredly down my face. I reached for the landline on my desk and punched the number in for Bloodmoon. “Yes?” A gruff voice answered on the other end. “This is Dylan, Alpha of the Starsmoon Pack. Tell your Alpha that he’s got the war he wanted. The Starsmoon Pack will fight you tomorrow night. Come to our lands at dusk.” With the deed done, I hung up. My Beta, Gamma, and I soon lost ourselves in the mountains of paperwork. As the evening rolled in, joy tumbled through me.

I tease. Nya yawns a big, exhausted puppy yawn, stretches her tiny four-pound body out, then lays her head on Jackson’s chest. “Shh,” Jackson warns. “It’s our nap time.” I place the TV remote in Jackson’s hand, grab my iPad and curl up in the chair to read. Thirty minutes pass before I hear the garage door signal Kennedy’s arrival. I rise, quietly slip into the garage, and let Kennedy know that Jackson and the puppy are sleeping on the sofa. I show her several pictures I snapped with my phone of the two napping.

Jazz POV In the morning, as I awaken to the sound of the pups playfully wrestling, I am eager to see what changes Carrie has made to the room. I carefully slide open the door to the adjoining room, and my heart swells with gratitude as I take in the sight before me. The room has been transformed into a cozy den for my beloved pups, complete with a warm, inviting bed and plenty of toys for playtime. I can't help but smile as I observe the pups frolicking and exploring their new space, their joy, and excitement palpable. With a warm nod to Carrie, I whisper a heartfelt thanks and head back to my nest to gather the materials I'll need to make my own personal sanctuary.

It took me a couple of minutes just to climb up all the stairs without making much noise. Zoe was sprawled out on her bed with the sheet and blanket hanging off the bed. Her massive curls were all over the place, almost hiding her dog completely from sight, who was cuddling her bouncy afro. I took a quick glance at the black lace cami tank top and matching lace panties that she wore and secretly prayed she would shift and her breasts would spill out of her top. Finally, I regained my senses and untangled the dog from her hair, who remained asleep. My instincts told me to cuddle him like a baby because that’s exactly what he looked like. He was the exact definition of a fur baby. I left the h

"You got hours before it's anybody's dinner time." "My dog Pepper starts begging for dinner at like three in the afternoon sometimes, even though we don't feed him until five," Cassie pointed out. When two withering glances redirected her way, she looked down, folding her hands in front of her freshly shaved pussy meekly. Abbie ignored her. "Come on, C-dawg. We got plenty of time for another fantasy or two. Right, girls? What'll it be? We could be prison inmates and you could be the guard watching the showers. Or we could drop the roleplay, just mess around. Like you could blindfold yourself and try to guess whose pussy is whose. Come on, you know we're gonna be tighter than those two old bi

new pass. “ I really need to talk to Charlie about the stray dogs and cats that are roaming the complex... “ Morgan panted slightly, trying to keep the little beast in her hands under control “ If, even taking medicine every month, you managed to get infested like this way walking around, then those who live on the street must be in a serious situation... " Daddy? “ Poppy's scared voice interrupted him and he turned his head to see his children in the bathroom doorway, fearful “What are you doing with Sawyer?

I'm used to only having one person and a wolf. I took a quick shower before climbing into bed next to him. I stared at him sleeping peacefully until I fell asleep. ***** "We're going out today." "But it's the middle of the day. There are people outside." "That's the point. You need to get used to people as fast as possible." "But, but...I'm scared." He gave me the sad puppy eyes. Why does it actually work? Is it because he's part canine? Because his eyes are radiating a lot of cuteness.