Big Bad Werebear by Skye Eagleday
(Tales Of The Werebear)

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Meet the newest Supernatural in town who had to relocate when things got a little too rough with a former lover back home. He's a Werebear--one of the strongest of the shifters. His genetics bind his bear nature to have a spring cycle where his libido rushes back along with his appetite. Now he's in a new place, looking for a male who will meet his needs for hot daddy sex where it's so hard to resist the tendency to bite down. It's how bears show dominance. He's at a biker bar owned by a local werewolf pack. Will he find someone there strong enough to survive a night of passion with him? This is the second in the Tales Of The Werebear Series that began with Amazon #1 bestseller for gay erotica and #3 bestseller for Gay Literature-- Beware The Werebear. (An adults only tale of supernatural hot leather daddy sex, with extremely rough play.)


He was gone when I woke up. I guess the empty bottle of Jack Daniels on the floor explained how I slept so hard I didn't even hear his Harley pull out. He wasn't exactly the strong silent type. He was a real screamer, every time I slammed into him. The rougher I got, the more he cried out like a fucking cat in heat. But he was no cat. First time I had ever plowed a Coyote shifter before, but then, I was his first Berserker.

There's a reason "berserk" in English means crazy. When a Werebear goes into what granddad called hamremmi, it can lead to frenzy almost impossible to control. It's strongest when I start my spring cycle, and after a long winter, my libido rages back. So does my appetite, but that's never a problem. I mean, I might bite when I'm topping a guy, but I don't eat him.

It was rumored Great Uncle Nils had done so when hamremmi took him. When I was a kid I remember coming downstairs unseen when the subject came up of why we really moved to Minnesota from The Old Country. It was the reason Berserkers were watched so closely as they approached puberty and were then kept isolated when it hit. The older you got, the more control you had over your body and its changes. The first time it happens, you really can go berserk. Guess someone had slacked off monitoring Great Uncle Nils.

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Published September 13, 2013 by Skye Eagleday. 11 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Romance, Gay & Lesbian. Fiction

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