Sincerely The Puck Bunny Novels & Stories

Maybe that should be enough of a reason to take a leap of faith, but I'm too afraid to do it. "Do you realize how many girls like him?" Anger ignites in her eyes. "Then throw in all the freaking hockey groupies." She scrunches her nose before spitting out the next words. "I swear, if I catch one more puck bunny hanging all over Austin, someone is getting bitch-slapped into next week." She gives me a hard-edged stare. "If you're smart, you'll get in there and stake your claim, because, trust me, someone else will be more than happy to do it."

said Tanaka-san, "Just get him away from me and my precious." "You like this blue bunny right?" said the kind man, "I'll take you to mine. Her name is Artie. You can play with her if you want to." Usha's eyes went the brightest it had been that day. Finally! He will meet his bestest friend! "Thank you, Mr. Kind Face," Usha nuzzled into the man's arms. "Aww, look at you. Come on, she is just over there," He pointed. And he was right! There was his lovely Lady Bunny! Her calm eyes, that leisure but nonetheless elegant pose, and those cute nose with perfect aligned whiskers…

“What am I doing with my life,” he whispered, his voice low and heavy. The words echoed through the dark, narrow alley, bouncing off empty walls and disappearing into the void. Only two others were present to hear him—his silent coworker and a terrified young woman clutching her purse, her wide, tear-filled eyes pleading for mercy. “I’ll give you anything—money, favors—whatever you want,” she stammered, her voice trembling and breaking with every word. “You hear that, Hound? Anything we want,” Puck said with a cruel laugh, his boots scraping against the gritty pavement as he moved closer. “What I want, sweetheart, isn’t in your purse. Can you give me that?”

A gob of cum dropped onto her tongue and she slowly moved her thumb firmly along the bottom of his shaft again. "I think you got everything, Leese," Troy murmured. She completely released her brother. Bunny didn't move except for her chest dragging in as much air into her lungs as she could. "Did I cum from that?" "I don't think so Bunny. Maybe you just really liked it." "I'm such a cock sucker all of a sudden. He's delish. I could do that a few dozen times a day " "Told you. Good thing you have human teeth. Rabbit teeth would really hamper sucking dick."

"If you can get this puck on my pretty hands, I get to ask you a question." "Did you come all the way here to call yourself pretty?" A smirk pulled up on his lips. This motherfucker. Taking a strong stance, my hands firmer on my stick, I wore a cocky grin. "What? Should I say gorgeous?" With a swift move, I stole the puck from right under his eyes. I skated in circles around him, keeping the puck selfishly. He wrestled me for it with his puck. After I did, I got to ask him...

“Liam! Over here!” “Emilia, how do you feel about seeing Zane again?” “Is it true you and Liam are engaged?” Engaged? We’re not even dating! “Liam! What do you think about your girlfriend’s thing for hockey players? Emilia, are you really a puck bunny?” The words hit like a slap. My stomach twists. I nearly trip, but Liam’s grip tightens, steady and unshakable. I glance up at him, and for a second, I see it — the anger, the frustration. The same pain that’s been clawing at me ever since those headlines started. NHL’s Favorite Puck Bunny. My face plastered everywhere, my name dragged through the mud.

When the man gets close, he takes a deep breath and smiles slightly. "Hello. What's your name?" His voice is so deep that I feel it all over my body. "I'm Sally. I'm a bunny, but not one of the Biker Bunnies. Alpha Doug bought me from my parents when I was fourteen. I'm eighteen now." I'm rambling, but I don't know what else to say.

“The photo---?” “Clearly photo shopped,” I replied, knowing that there was no way anyone inside the club was dealing. Or outside of it, for that matter! Sure, some of the prospects used and sometimes I was guilty of smoking a little weed myself, but never did we deal and never any of the strong shit! Least of all Bunny! Hell, the kid did exactly three things in his life: fucked, rode his bike and sat in front of his computer. And that’s usually when he ate as well… “We haven’t touched a bag of anything white for over 10 years,” Prez added and looked back at Grace, who seemed to be stunned at the revelation. Blinking, she shifted her gaze to Bunny, who just nodded his confirmation.

I never said that Hector could be like that. He's scary but I'm not scared by him. After eating I continued to the room and bathed before lying in bed. I posted a picture of our movie tickets on my story and now I just noticed that Bunny has a message shovel on it. From Bunny, I wish I could go on a date. I urge a smile, she's an artist she doesn't really have time to date. I know he can't read it but I'm still struggling. To Bunny, You will someday.

Coach Darren shouted. I nodded as we started again… This time, I was in possession of the puck and managed to dodge until I reached the net, shooting and earning a goal. “Excellent work, Captain,” Coach shouted, causing a smile to form on my face. Hockey had a way of putting me in a good mood: I just needed to concentrate, needed to stop thinking about how she was looking at me when I pinned her against the wall. Her loud moans as I sucked on her boobs and slipped my fingers inside of her. How fucking wet she was as our tongues swirled deep in our throats needing more of—"CADEN!"