Lightning - Prologue
I'm a filthy wild animal. they weren't shrieks of anger, though, and soon mixed with hollering from neighbors. he focused his eyes up at the hole; water poured in for real, from the torrent of rain that sluiced off the roof into the opening.
Cargo
Of course he knew the dragon was much smarter than any wild animal. "oh! i know! you've never seen hanging junk. all your stuff is tucked in that slit of yours."
Living Tails
I was a wild animal who lived off of rage and blood. and i became cursed from it......i became a valhitric. an ancient vampire....so gone was i that i had forgotten who i was and where i came from, only that babylon and atlantis were my hated enemies.
Where The Wild Things Are, Another Day.
Regardless of anything else, she was still a wild animal. since she was three year old, i knew that if she hadn't started her estrus, she would be very soon. in fact, it might account in part for her present friendliness.
Fairfax family secrets Ch.2: paybacks a bitch and a boy finds love
Ellena screamed as david fucked her like a wild animal, arching her back and screaming loudly. she grabbed the sheets as she went into an orgasm so powerful it sent her into convulsions, spraying her fluids all across the bed.
Appreciation - Mythics 3
No doe will attract you or want you, and you will feel the cold, the heat, the loneliness, and the certainty of your own death as a wild animal with human comprehension."
Dragonheart Part 13
"fire mages are like wild animals." bertram said, trembling. just a few seconds he thought the two would fight only with minor spells but after he saw the inferno could he forget everything he knew about magicians. "wild animals?
Lost in the Silent Forest
At first he thought it was the wild animals but, hearing it a lot more closely, the assailant sounded so much more familiar. who was this?
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 27
These were the eyes of a wild animal. a _furious_ wild animal. mateo didn't see her move, but he sure as hell felt her vice-like fingers clamp around his throat. "nil-" was all he could manage before she slammed him to the ground.
A short erotica featuring BDSM and orgasm denial.
Soon enough she was bouncing up and down on his cock like a wild animal, letting out moans of pleasure as she got penetrated faster and deeper than before. the fox could barely handle the stimulation his manhood was receiving, as he grunted.
No Strings Attatched
Either despair and sadness would claim him, or the wild animals of the night.
Into a Vixen
I could do whatever i pleased, as long as people simply viewed my actions as those of a wild animal. no one need ever know what happened to me. i would be one of those missing persons that always end up on the news. presumed dead or whatever.