m-To Catch a Thief
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Disbelief reflected from the hybrid's eyes, trying to figure out whether he was dead or not. Amy smiled, ruffling his hair fondly. I won't kill you. That would be far too boring. She winked, listening to the yelp that came as her hand was dug inside. She could feel the veins throbbing inside around her grip, struggling against the exposure. Amy kept her hand still, making sure she didn't cut anything she didn't want to. The begged words held Amy's interest. Do whatever she wanted? Well, that was too bad. What she wanted from him was his screams.

She pulled her hand back out, licking softly at the wound, tongue roughly grazing over the exposed muscle. You're already doing what I want handsome. You're screaming. Her eyes glazed with pleasure as she stood up, moving down. His legs, barely still as she moved. He was trembling, a sight that filled her with ecstasy. This was what she lived for. Amy felt so alive. Leaning down Amy felt along the bone, feeling it's strength. Her movement was almost gentle, until she sharply tugged up, snapping the small stretch of bone just above his paw, splintering it cleanly and pulling the bone out into exposure.


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