Swat Kats Fanfic Novels & Stories

Katrina was voraciously attacking Sarah's nipples and tits with her mouth and her hands, at once mauling them while sucking and kissing. I ran up behind Katrina, swung the spatula, and it landed hard on Katrina's butt. "Uhhhh..." came from her as she flinched. I hit her again. She groaned some noise without moving her lips from Sarah's tits. Sarah was in extreme agony and ecstasy at the same time. "Oh, my god! Yes! Yes! Oh! You're so, so bad! Kerry! Do something! Hit her again! Hit her hard! Make her stop! She's driving me crazy! Oh... Oh..."

What if he was a wolf? What if— Her thoughts spiraled until she felt dizzy. Then another realization hit. Worse than all the others. What if he was her second chance mate? Her stomach twisted violently. “No.” She shook her head hard. Mate bonds were lies. Promises meant to be broken. Chains disguised as destiny. She had survived once. She would survive again. Even if it meant running. Again. Outside, an expensive black car idled quietly across the street. Inside it, Xander Draven watched the light in Bailey’s apartment turn on.

Kat sniffled and I pulled her into my lap kissing her lips. "how about I warm up some lasagna and we eat together ",she looked at me and I grinned. I love her food as much as I love her pussy. Once we ate we headed to the shower and I took her to orgasm after orgasm something we both needed. I dried us and dressed us before bed do if Trent came in we wouldn't be naked. Kat fell asleep fast but my mind still ran with everything. Scarlett has been quiet for awhile and I knew she was gearing up to start shit. Kat and I had her pup for a few weeks and not once has she enquired about him.

“While we run.” They took me frantic, in the swaying SUV Rocco shoving my pants down, entering me deep and hard. Dante knelt awkwardly, taking my cock into his mouth despite his wound, sucking with pained determination. Katarina’s eyes flicked to the rearview impassive but Sofia watched, faint smile on her lips. They edged me mercilessly Rocco thrusting slow then brutal, Dante pinching the base every brink until tears streamed. “Hold it,” Rocco growled.

"Untie her, or I swear I'll pull this trigger." "Untie her." Joanna finally said, her voice shaky as she tried to steady herself. Katarina couldn't move even after being untied. She cuddled herself on the ground, trying to hide her naked body while fighting the trauma that was in her head. I walked closer to her and immediately clothed her with my coat, while the gun in my hand remained pointed at Joanna. They had crossed the line by trying to assault Katarina, and I was not going to forgive them for that.

Enzo POV I sat on the sofa and stared at the glass of whiskey in my hand, watching the way the fading sun turned the amber liquid into fire. Soon, it would be time to go to sleep - and then the nightmares would start. It was always the same; me tied up and struggling to break free, blood dripping from my chafed wrists as men with hoods covering their faces took turns abusing Kat. When they had first started I hadn’t even known her, she was merely Princess Katerina, the woman I knew was my mate just by the connection I had felt through a computer screen. But now, she was my Kat, and the emotions which surged through me each time her screams rang out were what kept me awake.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

I wanted a space where I could see other Queer people being happy and being who they are, not what someone else wanted them to be. I walked out of the room, going into the open field just to look at the beautiful surroundings. Then the thought of Joshua, the guy I met, came back. I imagined those lips of his, those exciting face of his. The hot intense sex we both had. Everything just came back colliding. It felt as if I could moan just like the night I met him, just like the day we had our passionate meet. "You know that, mate bonds don't only exist between a she wolf and a hewolf. It also exists with two he wolves." My wolf said from within.

My gaze lifts to his. My throat starts to burn with a dangerous emotion. I am about to cry even if I don’t want to. My heart has sinked to the pit of my stomach. His Golden eyes are betraying nothing but his condition tells it all. His hair are ruffled, his shirt gone and his upper half bare for me to look at. Are Katrina and Wolf mates? Like Lorraine and Noah? It becomes hard for me breath properly. “ Go to him if you want, dear. I will not stop you. ” Katrina suggests in a charming voice.

But I couldn't do that, I couldn't do that to her. -Week 49- Day 5, 2300 hours. I can't believe it's almost been a year. I got an early package from my patents, it had cards from the guys back home and a birthday present. I can't believe it's the first birthday I have to spend without anyone... Without Kota. -Week 51- day 1, 800 hours. Got a call from Kota, it was a special call aloud since it was my birthday. Apparently she set it up with staff sergeant and he aloud it since I completed the PFT with a perfect 300. It was so good to hear her voice, and it made my whole week.