Tory Cobra Kai Hot Novels & Stories

“He’s a good guy. He’s a bit unconventional and has a voracious sexual appetite as well as his bloodlust, but he is honest and has worked with Lycans and Werewolves often. Besides…I have first hand experience handling him.” “Let’s not talk about the Mae of our eldest children in terms that make my stomach churn and knot,” Kaiya replies. “We’ll have to trust him one day, since Xavier, Amal and Dee are his mates.” Kaiya is taking this too well and I am almost certain she only knows they are mates thanks t Dee’s visions, “I don’t think I want to know what you are implying when you say you have handled him before,” Tobias pouts.

“Maybe just watch from the side. I don’t want to make it weird for the team.” The studio was bright and busy. White backdrops, big lights, and people moving everywhere. Kai stood in the middle wearing an open white shirt and dark jeans, the phoenix tattoo clearly visible. The photographer, a tall guy named Nico with messy hair and a loud voice, circled him. “Chin up a bit more,” Nico called. “Yeah, like that. Give me that ‘I know I’m hot’ look. Perfect.” Kai shifted his weight. “Like this?”

"And it happened a long time ago." Kai leaned down and whispered in her ear. "My passionate bride...I'll show you later that the bedroom is the best possible place for eating." He showered her with his own hands, kneeling by the tub with the sleeves of his robe rolled up to reveal the drenched black hair on his arms. With half-closed eyes, Torcia let her gaze wander from his tanned throat to the black fur that covered the open V-neck of his cape. He was a strong male creature, and he touched her with unbelievable tenderness. Hot steam rose from the water, making the air hot and iridescent. She felt ecstatic with the heat and pleasure as his strong soapy hands slid into the private parts of h

"Oh, look. It's a picture of Matt. See? That's his number. That's the picture they took when he scored that goal. And here's the reporter." "Before I give you the latest on the Spurs," the man said, "I have a hot tip for you. Matt Vorchak, premier defenseman for the Cajun Rage and a San Antonio native, is in town. He'll be here at five o'clock with The Cup, the trophy the team received for winning the league championship. It's customary for each team member to have The Cup for one twenty-four hour period. They each have something special planned and we understand Matt's plan is really special. Tune in at five to see Matt and The Cup and hear all about some exciting plans in his personal life

What I found made me freeze in the doorway. Standing in my kitchen, shirtless, were three of the hottest men I’d ever seen. Kai, Kieran, and Kylan. The air left my lungs as I took in the sight. Kai was at the stove, his broad, muscular back on full display. His dark hair was damp, as though he’d just taken a shower, and his skin gleamed in the soft light. A massive tattoo stretched across his back, dark, swirling lines that formed a wolf’s head surrounded by a crescent moon.

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

Sex was like Dog Chow for Levi, it could literally fill and shut him up. "Where's Isaac, anyway?" K asked both of them, removing her leather jacket and throwing it on top of the outdoor chaise longue beside them. She was already feeling warm enough with Jesse's arms around her - not to mention his lips on hers, it was really sending K on fire.

"A lesson?" Kai repeated, his dark brows pulling together as he brought the motorcycle to a smooth stop in the private subterranean garage of the penthouse. He cut the engine, the low roar dying down to a heavy silence. "Scarlett, I don't need a lesson." "You just told me you don't know how to hold a woman," I said, unbuckling my helmet and shaking out my hair. I leaned against the seat, looking at him through the dim garage light. Kai was undeniably stunning, strikingly handsome in a way that felt almost unreal. While Damon had a rough, terrifying grace and Theo possessed a golden, playboy charm, Kai had a sharp, sculptured perfection. High cheekbones, dark, almond-shaped eyes that seemed t

I turned. Kai stood in the doorway, barefoot, wearing only dark sweatpants that sat low on his hips. His black hair was still damp from a shower. Water droplets clung to the hard lines of his chest and shoulders. And his eyes—usually so carefully controlled—had gone completely black around the edges. He inhaled once, slow and deep. Then he went very, very still. “You’re in heat,” he said. His voice was rougher than I had ever heard it.

Meanwhile, Kaivan chose the long-barreled H&K MP5, produced in Germany. They spent over two hours having fun. Kaivan and Edward seemed to be the most enthusiastic about competing against each other. "I give up..." Edward shouted, raising both hands. Kaivan turned to him and smiled contentedly. While Edward approached Kenzi and Richard, who were already sitting in the waiting area, Kaivan decided to rinse off the sweat from his body. "You two are crazy!" Kenzi shook his head, watching Edward and Kaivan having so much fun they lost track of time.