Warrior Cats Smut Novelas e Histórias

Once a warrior, always a warrior—no matter the age. ‎ ‎I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Watching Damien was like watching fire, dangerous, untamed, but impossible not to be drawn to. His bare chest glistened with sweat as he dodged, attacked, and countered with a grace I envied. ‎ ‎I thought of how distant he sometimes seemed to me, yet when I saw him like this, I understood that this was who he was. A warrior. A prince. And even…My mate. ‎ ‎“You enjoy watching him, don’t you?”

Which is the wrong thing to do because a sap of pain on my side, and the world tilts. I grunt as I hit the ground and kick out, satisfied with the oaff I hear. “Christ, keep your fucking head,” Ransom snarks, smashing his fist into a warrior's throat. I shift out my claws and cut at a male's Achilles tendon. With a scream, the warrior drops to the floor. Another warrior drops beside me, his empty eyes looking up at the ceiling. The remaining warrior backs up a few steps before he turns and runs. I give chase only to watch him being torn apart by a shifted wolf.

His skin ignited under me, warm and alive, and I pressed closer, oil slicking between us. My hands slid down his abs, firm and ridged, then to his waistband. He was hard already, his cock straining against the leather pants, thick and promising. I hesitated, glancing at the pack, but the ritual demanded it—full anointing, no barriers. With a deep breath, I tugged the pants down, freeing him. His cock sprang out, heavy and veined, the tip glistening with pre-cum. The warriors shifted, murmurs rising, but I ignored them, pouring oil directly onto his length, my fingers wrapping around it slow.

Warren smirked and slid his entire hand into her honey pot Making her jerk uncontrollably. “ Much better..” Warren mumbled as he uncuffed her legs and stuck a dildo into her Pussycat.. Her Entire body trembled in pleasure as he left it in her while he undid his button with a dangerous smile on his face.. He got in bed with a whip in his hand and began whipping the hell out of her making her scream even louder even though it came out muffled.. “ Let's have some fun shall we?” He smirked as he got in between her legs and brought his face closer to her cooties but not because he was planning on licking it but because he'd other plans..

He rushed with full force and broke down the hut. Everywhere we smoky and I could not see anything again. The fire was too much and I can't imagine how anyycan survive this. "Damon!" I shouted. I was scared that I'd lose him. It was just at the last moment that I have begun to see who he is behind all the jesting. Damon was really a nice wolf and not like the others. Probably, it would have worked out with the both of us. I felt my knees tremble as I fell to my knees and whimpered.

He said and I swallowed, the stupid harem is still on my neck and that's just one reason I haven't wolfed it out yet. I need to release my wolf so badly or it will destroy anything once it's freed. I know the warning signal I've been receiving from her but I don't have access to unlock the harem. "You made a mistake in cuffing my neck with a harem, a fucking big mistake." He sighed in frustration as if he was already tired of talking, if only he knew. My wolf is so sensitive to all of this nonsense and once she's free, she goes wild. "I'll take you to another room, let Beatrice's room be."He said with a low voice.

Maybe an Alpha from a traveling pack. “You look thirsty”, I purred, leaning over the table so the lace of my bodice did the talking. He looked up and his eyes were a piercing, icy, blue unusual for our kind. Most wolves had Amber or gold. These eyes were cold enough to freeze my blood, but the way he trailed them down my body was scorching hot. “I am”, he said, his voice in a low gravelly rumble. “But not for what’s in the glass.” “Good” I whispered, sliding into the booth beside him. I didn’t wait. “Because the bar was closing its tab but I’m just getting started”

Kai praised, turning to me and giving me a devilish grin. Hey enemy," Kai greeted, waving a bit at me. "What are you doing here?" I asked, frowning. "Aww, they had a little encounter together," Xylah mumbled, her eyes on me. "Yes we did, in a heated moment, I would like to say that he is really dominant in bed," I said, as she frowned. "You piece of shit," she yelled, raising her hands which signal two wolves at me. In a flash my claw killed both of them, pushing the dead corpse to them.

She is giving instructions to the new Warrior Chief she appointed, and Mathew notices their trainings are a bit more intense than usual, as though the Alpha is expecting to be involved in a battle with another pack or something. Marcus, Mathew notices, has joined the warriors as well. Great for him. After the humiliation he has gone through of having the highest position in the pack taken away from him, being a warrior is a wise choice. A warrior position is a very respectable position in any pack. Marcus must know that Emily already told him that she found out about the wife and now hates him, because, as soon as he sees Mathew, Marcus starts trying to strike a conversation with Emily. Math

he shouted at the warriors. His words sent a fury through me and before I could even react, Smoke took control with pure rage. I shifted into my massive white wolf form, a beast that could strike terror into the bravest hearts. The ground trembled as the warrior and Smoke landed with a snarl that echoed through the field.