Wicked Book Tiger Scene Novels & Stories

Before I knew it, Dante's lips crashed against mine, my breath caught, and I felt his tongue slip through my teeth, sucking, and the pleasure of it drew me in until my lips tingled. Oh God, this feels so hot! Until he yanked the wig off my head. I gasped, pulling away from his mouth, as he removed my mask and smirked at me. “Well, if it isn't Monroe's baby sister.”

Wyatt was both furious and shaken. As a martial arts saint, he had never faced such humiliation. Yet he hesitated. He knew Wilder was already gravely injured and unable to fight, and if Chase delivered another blow, Wilder might not survive. "You've forced my hand! I'll kill you!" Wilder gritted his teeth, his voice low and menacing. A deafening roar shook the air as a sinister black tiger materialized behind Wilder. The tiger's shadow radiated a ferocious and bloodthirsty aura, filling the surroundings with oppressive energy.

It felt possessive. "You're trembling," he noted, his voice rough. "I'm c-cold," I lied. "You're not cold," he countered, his thumb tracing the strap of my nightgown. "You're scared. Of a little noise." "A little noise killed Whiskers," I whimpered, turning my face into his neck. The stubble there grazed my cheek. "Whiskers was a cat," Damian said, his grip tightening. "You're a woman, Skylar. You're stronger than you think."

The girl whispered seductively in his ear. “Really. Well, I am an untamed tiger.” The man smirked and planted his lips passionately on her lips, sucking them hard. He then lifted her up in the air, planting his hand under her hips. Soon the man was walking towards his personal office which was once his father’s office.

The White Tiger said, with a smirk on his face. “I was hoping it was somebody who would give me a chance to get the hell outta here, but I guess I’m on my own.” Trixie said, as she pulled the pin on a grenade, tossed it at the White Tiger, rolled, jumped up, and tried to run. The White Tiger kicked the grenade away from him, dove toward Trixie, right before the grenade blew up. He used his claws to dig into Trixie’s leg, causing her to scream out in pain. Hearing her scream in pain made the White Tiger smile and dig his claws deeper into her legs. He ripped her bag from her and tossed it into the darken forest behind him. “You really thought you would be able to kill me with those little toy

“Himaa!!!” Saoirse screamed in excitement when she saw her beloved pet sitting casually under the stairs. “Himaa!! I miss you, Mommy and Daddy said you could come with us wherever we go now!.” She hugged the big cat's neck tightly. Aria's attention was now diverted to her daughter who was hugging a large, white-striped tiger, that sat lazily on the floor. Saoirse looked so small compared to her pet.

I squeezed my eyes shut and pulled her closer, hearing the dying screams of the man, the sound of bone crunching under the sharp fangs of a tiger, of body being ripped apart. Someone was praying on the floor and I opened my eyes to see the tiger get shot with a tranquilizer, falling on the steps of bloody dais, just under the throne. My body was so tensed, feeling the carnal wildness of such an animal, such a beast, when he was taken away in an iron cage. I couldn’t bear to look at the man, or what remained of him on those steps. It reminded me of the morning when I had found Tibyan’s head in the Court Room of the Golden Palace.

*Spark* When the twigs finally caught fire, Frowning Tiger tossed them onto the tree, and it began to burn. Frowning Tiger, Rash Tiger, Samoa, and Joe all watched as the snake hissed in pain from being roasted alive. The flames covered the pitiful creature mercilessly and burnt away its scales. It was being burnt alive. For minutes they watched, none of them feeling any remorse or pity. They just watched it burn alive.

He touched my cheek with his palm and I flinched back trying to avoid his touch. My body was protesting me not to move ,as with each movement came a new wave of pain... "But don't worry!! This beauty will no longer remain ,I 'll make sure to ruin it with my own hands .." Just then heavy footsteps were heard from behind Nearl 30 wolves surrounded me The blonde stood up and turned around to address someone "Your highness we have the queen of rogues unguarded and helpless lying at our feet..!" Just then I felt his aura Dominating and powerful than ever

Again they rocked to the beat of the music. She pressed her bare skin against his arousal, rubbing at a gentle pace, and his growl was more a moan this time. Still partially clad in his denims, he raised his leg and grazed her nub with the well-worn fabric covering his taut leg muscle. The soft material brushed against her supersensitive spot, exciting her further. Her own muted growl erupted. “Remind me,” he said, licking her cheek, “to thank Thompson for capturing my little red wolf so I had the chance to free her and make her mine.”