Kindle Erotica Top 100 Best Seller Taken from her family and brought deep into the forest by a werewolf, deflowered and used, she soon realizes the werewolf's true intentions for her, to serve the rest of his pack.
As the crowd of wolves continues to grow around her, she wonders just how many will she have to service before their appetites are satisfied? Will she ever be able to escape or will she be their sex slave forever?
This story contains scenes of explicit sex with multiple partners, oral, anal, gangbang, and double penetration with werewolves. Only for adult readers 18 or over!
Read on for a small taste of what's inside:
The two deep brown wolves appeared to be brothers, maybe even twins. Their skin was a deep tan, and they had dark eyes. They eyed Sophie hungrily, as they circled her like prey. The cream-colored wolf, was young and thin, with pale eyes, but had an air of leadership about him. He stood very still, watching Sophie. The midnight black wolf phased into a tall man, with dark, rich skin, which he rubbed as he moved towards her. Lastly, Sophie noticed the silkier wolf change into a stunning man. He had long dark chocolate hair that hung sexily across his face, which was full of desire and lust. Sophie gasped at the sight.
The naked men began circling her, various emotions flicking across their faces: power, lust, desire, violence, hunger. Sophie noticed the remaining wolves step back into the clearing. Their eyes reminded Sophie of fireflies, and she thought fleetingly of her home. The home that was no longer hers. She belonged to the woods and these wolves now.
The brothers reached her first. One began to stroke himself, groaning as he stared at Sophie. The other brother brought his hand to her neck, pulling slightly, exposing her skin before sniffing her. He inhaled deeply and growled in appreciation.
"Won't - won't you at least tell me your names?" Sophie stuttered. If these men were going to fuck her, she wanted to know whom they were. One of the brothers snickered. "I am Morio," he replied.
"Orson," the other brother responded.
"Silas," breathed the pale boy.
"Rinji," the dark man said softly.
Sophie stared at the beautiful man with the long hair, waiting for his reply. He seemed unsure of using his voice. "My name is Arden," he whispered.
The sweet night air hung around the five men and Sophie, clinging to this moment. Time stood still. Sophie felt the world shift on its axis; she saw the men as wolves and then as men again, their shapes and lines blurred by fantasy and reality. She felt her body come to life under the night sky, and then the moment ended before Sophie could taste it; savor it.
The men pounced on Sophie, and she was a sea of sensations trying to right herself. She felt hands, mouths and skin all over her. Someone was yanking her hair aside and she felt a warm mouth on her neck; Orson. More hands were deftly working her blouse, removing it to release her full breasts; she saw Silas grin wickedly as he pressed his mouth to her breasts, moaning into her sweet skin. Morio was hiking her skirt up from behind, his hands fondling her ass, as he pushed his massive erection against her.
Sophie tried to fight it, pushing the men away, but they outnumbered her, and even though they were weak, they were stronger than Sophie any day. Rinji pushed Silas out of the way, pressing his dark naked body to Sophie's milky skin; a stark contrast. Silas growled in response, before kneeling and biting on Sophie's thighs. Sophie felt her skirt slide to the ground, and someone pulled her body out of it.
She felt multiple hands travel up her thighs, kneading them with strong knuckles. She tried to say stop, but a hard mouth pressed against her lips, and she gazed into Morio's dark eyes. She felt a cock push into the crack between her ass and a deep moan escape its owner. Sophie turned her head to see Silas, carnal desire burning in his eyes.
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Published May 13, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.