Spice Kitty Novels & Stories

So she does the craziest thing while Damien and Mia were still kissing at the dining table, she quickly went upstairs and changed into a sexy black latex dress that hugged her curves; her boobs pushed up, dress stopping right under her ass, and her dress oiled-shinny. Red lips, smoky eyes, and 5-inch red-bottom stilettos. To top it all, she used her pheromone perfume, which she was saving for special occasions, and I guess this is it for her. She is going all out. As soon as she was halfway down the stairs, Damien tilted her head from under Mia, and it landed on Chloe. It’s like trying to tell yourself to not to stare, but your eyes disobey. His eyes were disobeying so hard, and clueless Mia

"Thank you for your compliment, Miss. But I feel sorry because I didn't inherit my father's eyes. However, even so, I can still confirm that my father is Garfield Evans, the Alpha of the Black Mountain pack, not the Prince Louis you mentioned." "Um..." Kitty's attitude left Olivia, who was always eloquent, once again in a brief moment of embarrassment. "Why don't we sit down and chat?" I quickly jumped out to ease the situation, pulling Kitty away from Olivia. "I'll have Alfred prepare some afternoon tea for us, Kitty. What would you like to eat? Brownies? Or strawberry tarts?" After thinking for a moment, Kitty gave me an answer, "I want strawberry tarts, Claire." "OK." Seeing Kitty's innoc

“There, so beautiful.” I hold the end of the leash and give a tug, pulling her off the chair and down to her knees. She gasps, grabbing her neck in horror. “Is this—is this…?” She was on the verge of hyperventilating. “Breathe. You're hardly a pet without a collar. Be on your best manners, Kitten, and I won't tug too hard.”

“You are one naughty little kitten, aren’t you?” Amber smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Naughty, but yours,” Amber purred, pressing a playful kiss to the tip of Axel's nose. “Though if you keep calling me a kitten, I might start meowing instead of purring.” Axel laughed, rolling onto his back and pulling Amber with him so that she straddled his waist. “You're lucky you're so damn cute, Amber Davis,” he said, tracing a lazy finger down the curve of her spine. “But maybe, if you're a good little kitten, I'll let you out of class early so we can pick up where we left off last night.”

I gave him a middle finger once again to which he laughed again, loving the fact that I clearly embarrassed myself infront of our Professor. "Rose, your shir---" I turned, tuning him out completely as I marching towards the old women behind the glass window, who supplied us with food and to my surprise I saw the lady teacher giving orders to her. "Three plates of Mac and cheese with extra sauce and fried chicken---pieces only, leg. Salad with extra lemon juice. Three cokes, and oh! four plates of fries." The old women nodded with a smile. "That'll be 96$." Jesus, the food is expensive.

He had this dark dangerous vibe around him like he was possessed. A devilish smirk loomed on his face that made me gulp the lump in my throat. “ Then indeed both of them, Kitten.” Clyde one hand spread my fold while his mouth and tongue glorified, sucking and licking my cunt. Moans of pleasure erupted on my throat but when he inserted two fingers at once inside of me. Feeling the constant pleasure inside and out made my mind go blank. His tongue played on my sweet spot and before I knew it. I was calling his name begging for him not to stop until I reached my peak and almost lost my balance from euphoria but Clyde caught me in time, placing me down in the bathtub. With shut eyes I felt the

So, searching for them will wait, till he completes the quest. "Care to join me?!" Spiro said as he presented a kind of, 'sweets packed inside a Nylon' , to him. "What is this??" asked Vic. "I call it dragon sweet. The others call it Mint but I don't like calling it that. It sounds dumber to it's appearance." Spiro explained. "Dragon sweet! An amazing name, Let me see it." Vic requested and Spiro handed over the sweets. "Hmmn, I like it." Vic said as he swallowed the sweets.

"Honey, I'm home!" I found Kate sitting upside down the armchair, her long legs were dangling off the top of the chair, and her brown hair was drooping, touching the floor carpet. She was watching NCIS: Los Angeles on the TV and munching on her favorite Tortilla chips and eating- I scrunched my nose. "Ice cream." She glanced up and grinned, thrusting food into her mouth. "Oh, you're here. How'd you get in?"

“Each bite is a festival on my tongue—a glorious parade of spice, sweetness, and silken textures! I swear, it’s as if the heavens themselves kissed this meal! My taste buds are weeping with joy! This… this is not food. This is a divine revelation!” Athena couldn’t take digest the praise. She seemed to be the one having stomach problems. Poisoned minds, poisoned stomachs. She gestured towards Zane and lashed out, “Beta Zane is crying! How horrible must it be?” “I am sensitive to spicy food but I can’t seem to stop,” Zane wept. “This Raj Kachori is food for my soul. Dr. Maya, can you please make some more for me later? I am addicted,” he explained, much to everyone’s surprise.

he said. "I'm not." "Kitten. You're smiling." She didn't answer. But he was right. Dinner was simple. Garlic, tomatoes, parmesan. Nothing special. But when she set the plate in front of him, he stared at it for a moment—the same way he'd stared at the pasta she'd made him months ago, in her old apartment. Like he wasn't sure what to do with food that came from someone who wanted to feed him. He ate slowly. She watched.