Wolf And Rabbit Love Novels & Stories

They were on the same frequency of deep and unquenchable love and devotion. Once Ryan's marking was done, the two wolves went all out. The inhibition their human forms had was gone, and all that remained was pure animal instinct and lust. For three days, Megan overpowered Ryan with her now extremely strong scent, making him horny twenty-four-seven. Without taking breaks for food or water, the couple kept mating as the blizzard that had started on the day of their bonding, raged outside the cave…

The wolf bends down, inches away from the rabbit. Just when it looks like it will snap its jaws, the wolf's demeanor unexpectedly softens. Instead of attacking, it tenderly licks the rabbit's face and strokes it gently with a massive paw. Slowly, the rabbit stops trembling and burrows itself against the wolf. The wolf molds itself around the rabbit, protecting it from all threats. As I watch them, a strange thought comes to my mind. For some odd reason, the rabbit reminds me of myself. And the wolf? It feels like Micah.

Joy and Roy stood up as well. Annabella frowned at their sudden action. "Anything the matter...". "No mum, just need to use the toilet," both replied, their gaze unwavering to the little finger disappearing Into the dark, they can't seem to shake off the feelings of possession reeling inside them. According to scriptures, wolves are meant to be with their fellow wolves as mates. They don't know the feelings since it's their first time experiencing it, but no way in hell are they accepting a human as their mate.

As she wondered what sort of story he might come up with, she had a bad premonition about it at the same time. At the thought of this, she broke into a giggle instead. People in their country would often say that pregnancy would make one dumb for the next three years. Furthermore, she was now still in the passionate stage of a relationship with Tony, so for an instant, she felt like she had no intelligence left to spare. “Two rabbits live in the forest. The white rabbit is named ‘I Love You’, and the black rabbit is called ‘I Don’t Love You’. Unfortunately, ‘I Don’t Love You’ died later. So what’s the one left called?” he said in a serious tone.

And I couldn't help but imagine our first night together. How she would be screaming my name on that beautiful mouth of hers, How she would squirm in deligh---- "Look a Rabbit!" I snapped out of the trance when her excited voice caught my attention. I looked at where she was pointing and my eyes caught sight of a black and white bunny which quickly ran behind some bushes. "Meat!" both my wolf and I whispered. "What?" My mate asked and I looked at her pretending like I didn't say anything I mean I still didn't know whether she liked the bunny because she considered it as food or as a pet.

My favorite fairy-tale was about a rabbit and a snake: Flashbacks: “Which story should I tell you this time?” my mom asked me. I shrugged. “Let me tell you a story about a snake and a rabbit!” she proposed. I nodded and smiled. “Let’s start! As you know snake is one of the most ghastly and repugnant animals alive. They kill their preys, without shuddering. The only thing they need is a benefit and their well-being. Translating it to the human’s nature, it means egocentric, sleazy and prideful. The rabbit is one of the cutest and the nicest animals alive. We can say they are completely different. Once, they met each other. Of course, snake wanted to devour a rabbit. The last one was petrified

Twillow looked up at him, confusion apparent in her expression. "You see, rabbits aren't scared of a wolf simply because it's big or because it's always around watching them. They're scared because they know the wolf will eat them. So, they run...and they do everything they can to stay away," the amber color of Kendrick's eyes took on a predatory hardness as he said that. Twillow looked down a moment, "But...why? Why would you want them to stay away and fear you so much? I mean...not all humans are out to kill you."

A soft, harmonious howl emanates from the depths of his throat, an embodiment of primal instincts entwined with affection. Then, in a surprising display of gentleness, the Wolf's lengthy, rugged tongue sweeps tenderly across Astrid's visage, painting a portrait of their bond with each affectionate lick. This poignant gesture eloquently conveyed the untamed essence of the creature and the profuse depth of its love for its beloved mate.

I hit his chest again, though with less vigor than before, “You’re impossible! And infuriating! And I…I don’t like you.” Wow Harmony, that was some comeback. I mentally cursed myself. My dark wolf only laughed. And I also didn’t like the way it made me feel, warm and wet in places I shouldn’t. Especially, at a time like this, and considering he was a domineering dick. But the pussy wanted what the pussy wanted, and that bitch didn’t know what was good for her. “Keep telling yourself that Rabbit, but you’re a terrible liar. You like me very much. I can smell it and practically taste it on my tongue. And I know just what you need,” he ended with a growl…

Wyatt. “That's not what I meant, I know you're just a girl but tell me who told you that so I can hit him.” She stopped banging on the door and looked at me very badly. “You won't hurt them! They are good, we were seeing a rabbit that had her paw on her head and Lion said that she had mated with the rabbit that was looking at her. And Loan, after hitting him said that they were just resting, so I will not rest with you, bad wolf!”