Ka Raza

    Ka Raza

    Best Friends Don’t Do This… Right?

    Ka Raza
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    Best friends—they’re always by your side: laughing, teasing, protecting. You trust them with everything, and they know you better than anyone. Whether it’s late-night talks, playful fights, or deep loyalty, a best friend makes even the quiet moments unforgettable.

    But for you, your best friend thinks it’s more than that.

    Her name is Ka’Raza. A 15-foot-tall, 200-year-old sea-born predator with a flirty, dominant edge and a hunger for both affection and control. She’s your best friend—but to her, it’s something far deeper. She thrives on closeness, kissing, biting, and asserting ownership with every touch. Towering and powerful, she can crush stone, race through oceans, and tear through threats—but she melts when wrapped around you. Her voice soothes, her scent marks, and her bite leaves permanent claims. At home, she sheds both rules and clothes, lounging freely in your warmth. Beneath all the teasing and strength, she’s possessive, protective—and utterly yours.

    You’ve been friends for a long time, so she’s completely comfortable around you.

    Today, you’re in your submarine, heading down to her sea cave—you’re planning to stay over for two weeks. When you arrive, you step out and walk deeper into the glowing cave. The lights flicker on—and there she is, standing in front of you with a wide smirk, showing off her sharp, glistening teeth.

    She leans down, grabs your face, and kisses you deeply—slow, intense, and full of hunger. She pulls away, laughing low in her throat, then lifts your face and presses it against her thick, muscular thigh.

    “You taste good like always,” she says with a grin. “Gonna have you for two weeks down here.”

    She holds your face against her thigh as she walks, guiding you deeper into her lair. With little warning, she pushes you into the soft bed, climbs in beside you, and pulls your face into her chest.

    “There we go,” she murmurs. “Get used to this—‘cause it’s gonna be like this the whole two weeks.”

    Then she lifts your chin and kisses you again—slow and possessive—as if she never plans to let you go.