Wicked Book Tiger Scene Novels & Stories

Am your worst night mare my darling",he said with a smirk and he charge toward Isabella and stab her in her stomach in a swift motion without making her think twice. She clutch hard on her stomach unable to speak,her vision became blurry like she was about to give up.Her scream was muffled by the strong hands of tiger as he stab her the second time this time harder like he really wanted her dead in no time. "Save yourself little miss",he laughed wickedly and he pressed his grip more tighter, she manages to break free from his grip and gave him a re - sounding slap on his face kicking him hard on his groin area with the little strength she could muster,tiger left holding his groin area as he

She quickly pointed on whatever she could make a conversation out from. Looking at it, he smiled. Walking toward the chair, he took a comfortable seat before calling her in with his hand. “Come.” Belle followed him blindly only for her to feel him pulling her in to sit on his laps. He wrapped his hand around her waist, slowly opening the book before her. Belle who was first flustered was surprised when she saw a beautiful illustration on the first page of the book. “This is…?” “It’s a famous story. About a witch and a demon,” Leon’s long finger slowly caressed the drawing. “It’s a very famous story in Hell and a comfort story for me”

It bearing its teeth and its claws dig in the ground. Crysler's wolf is standing calm in its place. Suddenly the other wolf charged, it was so fast that she missed it. Rebecca thought Crysler is hurt. But she was wrong, Wolf Alpha was pushed down on the ground by Dark. Its paws dug in the wolf's flesh. The light of the full moon fell upon both the wolves AND it was made clear who is the one going to win this fight, after giving him a little wound Crysler let him go. The other wolf moved out from Crsyler's grasp. The fight continued like this, it felt as if Crysler is playing with the other wolf. The wounds on Wolf Alpha's body are getting much more harmful with each strike Crysler is putting

And this rebirth was filled me with energy. Just then, I saw a tiger not far from me. Its right eye was hurt, and there was a scar on it. Noticing me, it came step by step towards me! The battle in the Thorn Jungle had officially begun...After several times attack, I easily overpowered the tiger, and without exception, it turned into a flow of smoke, disappearing over the Thorn Jungle.

"Yes. My words exactly. Come on, let's sit down again so I can drink some wine. I think this book is doing strange things to my mind." She sipped the wine as she found her place on the page she'd been reading. "Hmmm. This is interesting." She squirmed in her seat. "This says when wolves mate they use their tongues very cleverly." The thought of a long wet tongue licking her between her thighs, stroking her labia and twisting the tip around her clit sent streaks of heat racing through her and her blood pumping in her veins. Good lord! What was the matter with her? She closed her eyes for just a moment, to clear her head.........

he whispered in her ear with a raspy voice. "Let me go, Hyperion," she growled while trying to remove his hand away from her. She thought he was letting her go since his grip loosened up, but instead, she let out a groan when he forced her to face him, slamming her back on the door. He lifted one of her legs and pressed his body against hers. "Fuck it, Hyperion, stop this!" she cursed but the man simply did the opposite. He lifted her off the floor and forced a kiss on her. But a little while later, he felt a sharp and cold metal across his neck. Breaking the kiss, he met the deadly glare of the woman he badly wanted to possess.

I noticed other men watching her and I gave them a glare before they quickly looked away. “If you don't want her, then you should let others enjoy our goddess.” Tiger snorted and that got me more mad. If I expected anyone to support me, it'd be him but here he was, siding with his mate. “You know why I can't claim her as ours.” I cried out painfully. “I'm not aware of your silly reason. She's ours and is perfect just like she is. Do you think that the moon goddess didn't do well by mating us with her? If so, you are indirectly calling her stupid.”

The deeper we walked into the pack grounds, the more raw and depraved the scenes became. A female alpha was fucking a male beta right in the middle of the main path, her thick strap-on slamming into his ass while he moaned like a bitch in heat. Another group was in a full orgy near a large bonfire — at least fifteen wolves tangled together in a mess of limbs, tongues, cocks, and pussies. Cum dripped everywhere. No one cared who was watching. I was eighteen. Pure. Innocent in every sense. But as I walked through this den of savage, unrestrained lust, something dark and terrifying stirred deep inside me.

In a world full of craving wolves, she couldn't roam around like an innocent rabbit in the den's of her predator because she knows it too well, that a certain big bad wolf is preying on her. Waiting to devour every inch of her body. But instead of devouring her in a torturous way, her predator devours her in a more pleasurable and sensual manner. And she's the prey that is a willing victim. She's a prey bewitching her predator with her innocence, making her predator, the big bad wolf, breaking the rules.

She was ready to go. “Do you want me to show you how bad I can be?” he asked, licking the length of her neck. Despite the loud music, her soft moan reached her ears. “Show me.” Her breathing was heavy. “Come with me.” He cupped her face between his hands. His dark urges burning within. He couldn’t wait to run his favorite knife into her soft skin. “No, Liam. Show me now.” What? “I want you to show me how bad you are now. Right here. Right now,” Tyra said when he didn’t say anything. “Are you up for it?”