Francis Ashe

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Curvy, cute and sometimes confident Jenna needed some time to think before her wedding, so she sought the calm serenity of the woods she visited as a girl. At first, everything is normal, but soon the shadows around her come alive. As her mind swims with horror stories she heard as a child, a howl breaks the night, and she runs deeper and deeper into the forest. Soon she’s surrounded by wolves, but to her surprise, right alongside her terrible fear lays an even deeper, burning, forbidden lust. The pack’s alpha claims Jenna, but before he accepts her as his mate, she must pass a test – a raw, primal encounter with his subordinates that’s sure to leave her sore and strained... and gasping for more! Warning – this 8000 word erotic romance features a wild, ravenous werewolf ménage, a virgin’s first taste, primal desires, and a mate who cannot wait to be claimed. Excerpt: A groan escaped the alpha’s mouth and he crept forward, lowered his head, and slid his tongue along my neck. “Enough,” he growled. “My desire for you burns. Soon, you will take my... my seed. But first, my sons must induct you into the...” he turned his head, coughing wildly before he turned back. “To the pack. You will become one of us, your soul must be a wolf before you can hold my,” he stopped just short of telling me exactly what he was going to do, but I had some kind of idea. “A test?” I asked as my fingers dropped away from him when he moved. My question made the alpha laugh a horrible, strained laugh. “If you can’t handle them,” he said, cocking his head. “Then why do you think you could handle me?” I sucked a breath deep into my lungs, inhaling his scent one last time before he was gone. “Now,” he growled. “Prepare my mate. And don’t try anything. Do you understand, Althar?” I turned my head to see which one he was talking to, but to my surprise, something absolutely unbelievable – even after all that – took place. The copper-colored wolf lay on his side, panting. He acknowledged what his father said, but then he wrenched from around, thrashing so hard I thought he’d break his back. Moments later, he stood on his hind legs as they filled with muscle and the fur seemed to recede into his skin. His body twisted, contorted, and before my eyes, he turned into something very similar to a man – a human man – but he was just slightly different. And way, way, bigger. Every part of him was huge. The muscles of his legs, his hard biceps, and his powerful chest were all more impressive and intimidating than any person I’d ever seen. And then, I looked down.

Werewolf Shifter Menage Erotic Romance

The Alpha Wolf Takes His Mate - Reluctant Virgin Rough Werewolf Gangbang

When Jasmine St. Paul meets the wild, mysterious, and half-savage Sebastien deep in a Louisiana bayou, there are two things about him that she just can’t believe. First, he was a stunning guy, muscular, gentle, and for some reason, he wants her so bad she can taste it. The other thing is that Sebastien is a werewolf caught up in a dangerous game of survival. After being initiated into the pack, Sebastien entrusts her with a mission: she must find the secret to the wolves’ curse, and free them before it’s too late! Join Jasmine as she encounters raw, passionate, savage eroticism, the awakening of her own sexuality, comes across the only things in the swamp more savage than the werewolves, and begins to unravel the secret to saving a world she never knew to exist until she walked straight inside it! Are you ready to be ravished UNDER A BREEDING MOON? Warning: This 17900 word shape-shifting erotic sizzler pulls no punches in bringing you the hottest tale this side of the bayou. Jasmine experiences multiple partner sex, double penetration, rough oral sex, hard bondage, scratching, biting, internal climaxes, rough and passionate lovemaking, and a very, very strong sense of self preservation. A taste of the tale: I can’t help but take another breath that sticks in my chest. I can barely keep my eyes open. His hands go to my hips, grip me to him, so hard I can’t move. I don’t want to move. I don’t want to run. For the first time since arriving in this weird stretch of forest, I feel like I’m home. All I want is for Sebastien’s promise to be real, to never have to be without him. Outside the cave, somewhere in the distance, his subordinates howl, their voices piercing the night. Looking back, first at where his cock enters me, then at his face, I see that the pack’s sound brings him comfort. “When you wake up,” he says as sweat that looks like quicksilver runs down his chest, “you’ll be alone. Don’t be afraid. I’ll never leave you. But there’s something we have to do.” Before I say anything, my body clenches around him in a climax that threatens to take my consciousness, or wake me from sleep if this is a dream – I still can’t tell – and his hands curl around me, squeezing so hard I feel bruises. “Don’t forget what I told you.” He whispers as a green twinge appears around the edges of my vision. “Don’t forget.” He takes a breath. I feel his kiss on the back of my neck, then behind my ear. “Don’t forget.” His whisper fades into the night. A moment later, all I can sense is what’s left of his sweat on my skin, and his scent lingering in the air.

Under A Breeding Moon

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