Wolf Tales
How was it even possible something that large would fit into her narrow channel?
Wait. Her channel?
Unbidden the image of Mike Volka flashed in her brain, more moisture soaked her panties and heat crept up her cheeks. What was wrong with her?
She put hands over Mischief's eyes. "Don't look, kitty."
Jamie took a sip of her soft drink, a bite of her sandwich and chewed slowly as she turned the page.
"Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies."