Written Kitten Novels & Stories

I would, I would fucking do it in seconds. Me: Your move, Kitten. The text bubble dances across the screen and then disappears again. I glance over at the time, an hour and thirty minutes before it’s dinner time. The bubble comes back up and a text follows. Kittenxo: why? Is she shitting me right now? Why? Because fuck Gianna, you’re the only woman I ever fucking think about. The only one I’ve ever wanted. Me: I like you. True. Kittenxo: you don’t even know me.

“Ashley, look at the door. The real surprise is here.” Utterly confused, I turned my head and froze, my breath catching in my throat. Three tiny babies toddled across the polished floor, their little paws soundless. My heart swelled at the sight of three kittens, not more than a few weeks old, their soft fur a patchwork of white and warm brown, their eyes the clearest blue like pieces of sky. “Oh, the Moon Goddess…”

“There, so beautiful.” I hold the end of the leash and give a tug, pulling her off the chair and down to her knees. She gasps, grabbing her neck in horror. “Is this—is this…?” She was on the verge of hyperventilating. “Breathe. You're hardly a pet without a collar. Be on your best manners, Kitten, and I won't tug too hard.”

He took full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I had never, ever been kissed like this. My tongue tentatively stroked his and joined his in a slow, erotic dance that was all about touch and sensation, all bump and grind. He brought his hand up to grasp my chin and held me in place, then pulled back. Staring down at me, he growled, “You have no idea how much I want you, Kitten." Kitten?! I inhaled a deep breath, absorbing both his words and his spicy male scent, then nuzzled his neck. He felt good, he felt right. I didn’t want to be scared. I didn’t want to think about the reasons this might be a mistake.

And that's when I hear the unmistakable sound of a kitten. I stop in my tracks and peek to see the most adorable thing ever. Jaxon feeding a white kitten wrapped in a grey sweater. His bicep flexes as he keeps his large hand steady against the kitten's little mouth. He's smiling down at her, looking all big and heroic. My heart switches places with my stomach.

Shaking her head, she made to continue moving. “Hello, Little Kitten.” Amber’s heart skipped a beat and she froze. Could it be?

She told us. “Kitten, are you trying to ask for another kitten?” I asked. “Not exactly. One of the kittens is grey with darker grey stripes. She looks like a little tiger, but she was also born without a tail and is half as big as the others. She was also born without one eye. Gloria’s sister told Zoe that the veterinarian told her that it was a natural birth defect and that the kitten is healthy otherwise, but they don’t think anyone would want her because of how she looks.” Taelin added.

So Carlo was right… Slamming down the thought of Carlo and his insults, I focus on the kitten. “Okay, let’s get a look at you, sweetie. Oh good, the burn isn’t as bad as it could be. You are so lucky. Ah, oops, you’re a girl.” I run my hands gently over the kitten, watching her for any reaction of pain to my touch. A sigh of relief leaves me when she doesn’t meow in pain. Studying her, she’s pure black, not a spot of color on her.

But it's fully new. My kitten has turned into a wild cat !!!

- I should wash the blood off. as I opened the shower and warm water trailed my skin I felt my muscles getting relaxed. After taking a quick shower I came out of the washroom in my bathrobe and Sat on the couch. I opened my laptop just to witness my secretary have already mailed me the footages, - Man, he isn't that bad. I played the footages on fast forward as I observed everyone. and there it was, My kitten. Dressed up in a knee length White skirt and a baby pink tank top. she looked heavenly.