Curves For The Werewolf Cowboy (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance, Alpha Wolf Mate) - Plot & Excerpts
A mysterious force had taken control. I was drawn toward him completely, helpless against my desire. Was it desire, or something more? If it was desire, it was like no desire I’d ever felt. I wanted him beyond my capacity to want, I needed him beyond my capacity to need. And suddenly I found myself kissing him. Hot and passionate, my tongue spilling over into his mouth, swirling and sucking gently. His hands were on me now as he pushed me back into the bed, our lips still locked, my latent lust unleashed in the most dynamic fury of animalism. Was he the wolf, or was I? I felt like one in that moment as I let my body take over, indulging in the fantasy that had silently been building within me since I’d first seen Clay. His hands were all over me, roving over my curves, touching them with such sensual appreciation. I could feel our desire was shared completely. Was this crazy? Probably, but right now I didn’t care. If there’s anything the last hour had proved to me it was that life was short and took many unexpected turns.
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