CRAVE (BBW Shape Shifter) (Northern Terrace: A BBW Paranormal Romance Series Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
He considered himself a renegade; a maverick without fear. Some others just called him an asshole. He didn’t care about anyone else. All Grant wanted was to please his cravings for good beer and tight pussy. Every traveler had heard strange stories from Northern Terrace. Most of them are just considered old wives tales about seductive monsters that lived in the brush. Grant had heard of these, too. However, he still found himself naked on a thorn bush that night. Grant’s muscular body was completely naked and stiff all over. A slight breeze came through the trees, blowing against his dark brown hair, and grazing his still erect cock. The full moon bright and brilliant was high in the sky. Grant, on the other hand, was alone and bleeding. Several puncture marks ran across his arm. Thin lines of crimson streamed onto the leaves below. Drip. Drip. Drip. The rattle against the leaves was like raindrops.
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