Swat Kats Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her words were incoherent and so were my thoughts. I ripped her pants down just enough, freeing myself at the same time. This wasn't how I'd imagined our mating. I wanted it to be special,romantic and meaningful. But Katy was in pain and in desperate need. I'd be damned if I let her suffer another second. "Hold on to me," I commanded. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I thrust into her in one smooth motion. The sound she made…part scream, part moan, pure relief…nearly undid me.

The young girl acknowledged Ryan. “Yes, that’s right. Nice to see you again Luna.” Ryan flashed her a winning smile. I could’ve sworn I saw irritation in Kat’s eyes but it was gone before I could be sure. More concerning was the fact that her Alpha didn’t even glance in her direction. If Kat was talking to other guys, no matter how innocent, I wouldn’t take my eyes off her. “And of course you both know Tyler.” She went on. “This is Sarah Woods, who also happens to be my best friend and partner in crime.”

“They’re all such marshmallows when it comes to their kids.” A wistful smile crosses my face when I realise I’ll never, ever experience that. I didn’t have the most conventional Mate Bonds and I’ll never get to see my family enjoy their lives in person. Gods, I hate being stuck here; why can’t I just move on already? The crack of a whip has us both facing the glass and see Kai with an impassive expression while the flesh on his back gets mangled with the silver cat ‘o nine tails. He looks to the left at Creed passed out, then he closes his eyes and sighs.

first to be deceived by a man and you won't be the last.' She patted her daughter's back, 'Come on darling, no need for all these tears, we'll look after you don't you worry, Papa and I will not turn our backs on you.' She fussed around her running her a bath and telling her to get into bed, her childhood bed with its pretty lemon and white quilt with matching curtains and then she brought her a mug of cocoa. When she left her to sleep t

Kat replenished my cock with coke immediately. "My turn," she said. She sniffed it up effortlessly. "Fuck me, I love cocaine," she said. She and Caitlyn almost simultaneously turned their attention to me. Kat put her tongue on my cock and made a big show of slowly licking up and down it. Caitlyn took a turn after her. "Are we good coke sluts for you, daddy?" Kat asked.

April just said, "Nice job, that was a good squeal. Okay, now you can fuck him again. Come on, get up. Go fuck your brother some more, and this time try to cum on his giant cock." She winked at me and I smirked. This was so fucked up, but earth shatteringly exciting. Katia could barely breathe, but she followed orders like an overzealous private. She crawled up to me and her lips found mine again as her hands grabbed my head. She slid her body over mine and sank steadily down on my cock like a velvet glove.

Her hands weren't quite steady. "I'm not asking you to forgive me," she said. "I just needed you to hear me say it. That I was wrong and I'm sorry and I know that doesn't fix anything and I know it doesn't give you back those years." Katya looked at the ceiling. Then back at her sister. "The boys are Dmitri Volkov's," she said. She had never said it to anyone. Not out loud, not directly. She'd confirmed it to the pack doctor last week in the driest, most clinical terms possible and walked back out without making eye contact. But she'd never just — said it.

I frown, confused as to what he's talking about. As I turn my head, I see a hand gently grabbing a male bicep, a very familiar bicep. In a split second of pure aggression, my vision turns red. Forgetting entirely about the fridge, I sweep Jackson aside, along with any other wolf standing in my way as I storm across the kitchen. "Hi! We've met, your name is Katy, right?" The girl immediately beams a smile, her hand no longer touching Hardin. I'm not crazy, she was grabbing his bicep. Right?

A rejection? I sniffed, taking the rest of my strength and pride and struggled to my feet, cleaning off my tears and leveled with a glare of my own. "And I Katrina Jade, accept your rejection." I spoke calmly, ignoring the searing pain going through my veins. I would not allow him to see me crumble a second time. I felt the mate bond snapping and my wolf thrashing inside me, bemoaning the loss of our mate. It was pure agony and my knees wanted to buckle from the weight of my pain. Lucas smiled, seemingly satisfied. This is what he must have wanted all along.

He squeezes and lets go of my hand. “Was that Surge you were talking to?” I blush a little and look away, “Yeah, we hung out today.” She looked at me long and hard before stepping out of the doorway, “Katherine, don't do that. Don't hang out with people like Surge. He's trouble, and plus he only wants one thing from girls.” She keeps her eyes tightly on the floor. Rachel is different from the last time I saw her. We both have grandpa Riley's piercing blue eyes. She has jet black hair, her nose has a small gold hoop in it. Her dark makeup makes her blue eyes pop more. At the top of the stairs, She pulls a joint out of her cigarette pack, “Don't tell my dad ok?” I just nod and we both squeeze