KW Naughty Corner

Chapter 13 The Claim The Beast Warrior   I was the beast, and the beast was me. No more holding back. No more waiting. No more centuries of searching every face and finding nothing. Our mate was here. Trapped against the stone. Wet. Trembling. Hot with heat. And we were going to claim her. Finally. My body finished the shift with a crack of bone and a roll of muscle. My shoulders broadened. My spine lengthened. My face pushed forward into a snout, and fangs filled my mouth. Black claws curved from the tips of my fingers, long enough to open a throat. I flexed them against her hip. She gasped. “H-hold up.” “No. No. Little witch. No hold up.” “Yoichi.” “Not Yoichi.” “What the fuck?” “All the fucks.” My tails tightened around her. Two on her wrists. Two on her ankles. One cinched around her waist, holding her pinned to the onsen's edge. The others coiled along her thighs, her ribs, her breasts, keeping her open, keeping her still. Nowher...

  Down the Rabbit Hole Unknown   Entering the old train station, I had expected a dark and dingy passageway. Instead, marble floors shimmered like a whole cleaning staff had just gone through them. The haunting fluorescent blue light streamed over me in an arc, painting everything in cold neon. Rabbit kept his grip on my arm. Chess remained at my side. Cappello led the way and whistled as he walked. The tune was lovely, horrifying, and somehow soothing too. It twisted through the tunnel and sounded like a lullaby a mother sang to the dead child in her arms. I sniffed the air. Cookies? The whole place smelled like cookies. Warm ones. Maybe oatmeal and gingerbread. What is this place? Behind us, the door slammed shut and the lock turned with a final click. I was pretty sure we were now sealed in. I forced my body to keep walking and my breath to stay even. Don't show them how scared you are. But my hands had started to shake in the handcuffs. Rab...