Xavier Sinclair
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Xavier Sinclair
@usedtohavefur.bsky.social
The werewolf is neither man nor wolf, but a satanic creature with the worst qualities of both.. |RP21+|Claimed by my little wolf|
{My lips curl into a smirk before I nip her neck softly} You should let both your daddies breed you. We both miss you and your tight little holes.
December 18, 2024 at 3:15 AM
How do you want us? {I rasp against her neck before latching down against it.}
December 18, 2024 at 3:09 AM
{My lips curl up before I brush her hair away from her neck. Leaning in, my lips brush along her neck} Both of us?
December 18, 2024 at 3:03 AM
{My lips curl up as she moves like a cat before making herself comfortable on my lap. My fingertips traces up her inner thigh then back down teasingly.} Just like that. I love when you're my good girl.
December 18, 2024 at 2:46 AM
Daddy does. He just needs you on his lap now.
December 18, 2024 at 2:42 AM
This is fuckin'amazing, baby girl.
December 18, 2024 at 2:31 AM
- more determined, more prepared. But so would I. The moon was still high, and I wasn’t done. Not yet anyway. The others had to know. }
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
- with stories of monsters in the forest, warnings etched into their skin. As I disappeared into the shadows, the adrenaline began to fade, replaced by the cold weight of what was to come. This was just the beginning. The hunters would return,-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-him to the ground. His scream was cut short as I leaned over him, my fangs bared. “Tell them,” I thought, my breath hot against his face. “Tell them what happens when they hunt wolves. When they hunt me.” I left him alive, broken and bleeding. He would crawl back to their kind-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-wasn’t a normal wolf. This was something more. Something far deadlier. He raised his rifle, his hands trembling, and I gave him a second, one second to reconsider, to drop the weapon and walk away. He didn’t. I moved faster than his trigger finger, my claws knocking the rifle aside as I slammed =
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-my pack?” I growled in my mind, the words meant for him, though he couldn’t hear. “You think you can take me?” I stepped into the clearing, letting the moonlight wash over me. His gaze locked onto mine, and I saw the moment realization hit him. This =
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-ran, stumbling into the trees, and I let him go. The last hunter stood alone in the clearing, his rifle clutched tightly in his hands. His eyes darted wildly, sweat dripping down his face as he turned in circles, trying to find me. “You think you can take =
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-I closed in on the third, his scent overwhelming now, soaked in adrenaline. He turned at the last second, his eyes wide as I launched myself at him. My jaws snapped shut inches from his throat, a warning, before I swiped his weapon away with a single, deliberate strike. He -
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-gone, moving faster than they could track. Their fear was intoxicating, but I couldn’t get careless. These men weren’t here to hunt for sport, they were here to exterminate. And where there were hunters, there were always more.-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
- didn’t even have time to scream as I barreled into him, my claws raking across his chest. His weapon clattered to the ground as he collapsed, his breaths ragged. The remaining two fired blindly into the trees, their shots lighting up the night with sparks and thunder. But I was already -
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-“Fan out!” one of them barked, his voice shaking. “It’s just one wolf! We can take it!” Just one? My wolf snarled at the insult. I circled again, watching as they turned their backs to one another, their formation sloppy. The second one fell just as easily. He-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
- I was already moving, releasing him as I vanished back into the trees. The others shouted, their voices panicked. I could hear their movements, their fumbling attempts to regroup. My wolf relished their fear, the way it thickened the air, sharpening the hunt.=
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
untouchable. The first one didn’t see me until it was too late. I lunge from the darkness, my jaws locking around his arm before he could raise his rifle. The taste of leather and blood filled my mouth as I wrench him to the ground, his scream shattering the silence. He thrashed, clawing at me, but-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-And they weren’t hunting just any wolf, they were hunting me. I circle the clearing, keeping to the shadows. My paws move silently, my body low to the ground. The hunters were spread out, trying to cover as much ground as possible. Idiots. They were overconfident, thinking their weapons made them-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-They weren’t here by accident. They knew about us. My wolf surged forward, eager to rip them apart, to silence their threat before it grew. But I held him back, my instincts balancing the need for control with the burning rage inside me. This wasn’t a random trespass. It was an ambush.-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-I pause on the ridge, my ears twitching at the faint murmur of voices below. Three of them, maybe four. They moved cautiously, their boots crunching against the earth, but they didn’t know how loud they were. The moon lit the clearing ahead, and I could just make out the glint of a rifle barrel.-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM
-Hunters in my territory. They had crossed the line, daring to bring their weapons and their hate into my forest, and they would pay for it. I could smell their sweat, their fear masked by overconfidence. Foolish. They didn’t know what they’d unleashed.-
December 17, 2024 at 6:23 PM