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Eric looked away rubbing his face, “Yes Tamara.” The female, Tamara, smiled a sickly sweet grin. “Well now that you’re taken I need a new pet to please me.” She stroked Eric's arm once more pouting, “What about the shifter? I’m sure he would do nicely.” Justin flinched and Eric glared at her, “The shifter is no longer with us. I will not serve you in my own kingdom. Leave.” Again, that shifter individual was mentioned... I have never met a shifter they are one of the most powerful creatures. They have the ability to turn into anything, or anyone. I wonder what happened and why nobody wishes to speak of him?

She knelt over him, one knee on either side, hovering almost out of reach of his jutting cock, sliding back and forth across the head and letting their wetness mingle, allowing his tip to brush against her clit until she was ready to cry out with frustration, teasing herself almost as much as him. With a muttered curse, Roman grasped one of her hips and pulled it toward him. Wrapping both her arms around his neck, she offered one hard nipple to him to suck—and as soon as he grasped it with his mouth, she slipped down atop him, letting him slide into the hot, wet slickness of her. His gasp pulled in cold air around her breast, and the shudder it sent through her made his hand clutch her hip c

Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her." Rome's grip tightened. Amara opened her eyes. It was Levi. Silent. Watching. Wanting. "Let him," she whispered. Rome looked up at her, shocked. Her cunt clenched around him. "Please." Levi stepped closer. His hand brushed her breast, and she moaned so loudly it made someone else groan. Then his fingers were between her thighs, rubbing where she needed it most. She fell apart. Her orgasm hit like a storm, tearing through her until her vision blurred. Rome cursed. He wasn’t far behind. She felt him spill inside her, hot and thick, and she didn’t stop riding until he was shaking.

When I woke again, I was lying in Fenrir’s den. The wolf shifter was beside me, awkwardly trying to untie the cords around my cloak. The moment he saw my eyes open, he covered my mouth with his hand and warned me in a low voice. “Human, don’t scream. Give me an heir, and I won’t hurt you.” I widened my eyes innocently. Then I brushed my lips lightly against his palm. Fenrir froze. A flush spread across his face, and he jerked his hand back as if he had been burned.

* Demon asked. I nudged him playfully and he knew I wanted to run, As we ran under the full moon, the wind rushing through our fur, I felt a deep connection to my mate and his wolf, Demon. We were one, our spirits entwined as we chased the night. The forest was alive with the sounds of nocturnal creatures, and we reveled in the freedom of the wild. After a while, we returned to our private spot, where Ryker had set up a romantic nest of blankets and furs. He shifted back into his human form, his eyes burning with desire as he looked at me. I, too, shifted back, my heart pounding with anticipation. Ryker took me in his arms, his lips claiming mine in a fierce, passionate kiss. I melted into h

I tell him, wrapping my legs around his waist to move him closer. "With pleasure, my dear." He slides inside, and I feel a slight pain that quickly goes away. One major benefit of being a shifter is that we actually get to enjoy our first time with less pain than a human woman. He stretches my walls with his massive size, and I clench around him when he stops. The way his eyes glaze over tells me this feels as good to him as it does to me. "Alright, little doe, it's time for me to claim you. Do you want to mark me first?" He asks, adjusting slightly so he can move a little deeper. Is he getting ready to come up the back of my throat? Is that even possible?

Her breath was hot against my cheeks, when she pressed against me, overwhelming and oppressive. “Oh my, don’t tell me that you imagine the mbuttacre at the House of Heights was the worst attack that’s occurred? Since the peace, yes indeed, because it was an buttbuttination. But that was nothing compared to the horror a wild shifter can wreak when transformed for battle. Tell me, how sweet do your Charms look in their collars and kneeling, but how scared would you be if they shifted right now?”

He crossed the room in three strides, taking my face between his calloused hands, and I thought that he would forcibly kiss me, but instead, he gently rested his forehead to mine and murmured, "I'm sorry, love, I let the wine get to my head." Connor's breath was hot and reeked of a wine that I wasn't familiar with, his body pressed to mine so I could feel every hard ridge. One hand slid into my hair, fingers tangling in the strands, tugging on the ribbon. "Aeryn." Underneath the alcohol, I scented his arousal. Wolf shifters were libidinous creatures. We gave off certain smells that attracted one to another, and it was impossible to ignore that pull. It was body over mind, making even the mos

Her internal muscles fluttered and clenched around my length, a pulsing, milking rhythm that was the most exquisite torture imaginable. I held on for three more strokes. Four. Then my own release detonated. With a final, savage thrust, I buried myself as deep as I could go and let go. Hot pulses of my cum erupted inside her, filling her, marking her in the most primal way a shifter could. A long, ragged roar was torn from my lungs, echoing in the trashed hotel room.

RONAN “It is too late to ask me to shift back, little wolf,” I pushed deeper inside her as her tight, hot pussy pulsed rapidly, clutching my cock. Her lips parted as her nails scratched my chest and she whispered, “Don’t you dare to shift back.” A dark smile curled my lips, her arousal driving me crazy. This was my woman. The lake water splashed around us as I buried myself deep inside her. She cried out, her body tensing as I stretched her, filling her in a way no one had ever dared to.