PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
I’m just the man to rope ya in.
Last one was the barbarian book. It burst open with a bang, green smoke billowing thick. Garrick stepped through, huge like a tree, no shirt on, just scars crossing his wide chest and flat belly. His arms were thick as my thighs, legs covered in fur boots.
A small cloth wrapped around his waist, but it hid nothing—his dick made a big lump there, heavy and ready.
His hair was long and tangled, beard full and wild. He let out a low growl, flexing his fists. ‘The summoner woman,’ he boomed, voice deep like thunder. ‘Ye wake the warrior. Now ye get claimed, filled by the tribe.’