DEN OF THE ALPHAS (Steamy Werebear Shifter BBW Menage Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Den of the Alphas I had been just about to give up on Pensacola when Samantha sent me the text. Swiping open my iPhone, I glanced down at the notification and read: > All’s not lost, think I found a place for tonight This entire vacation had been a total bummer. I’d been to Pensacola a few times in the last couple of years, and it had sort of become a late summer tradition. This year, though? Complete bust. If not for catching up her, I might as well have stayed back home in North Carolina. I always drove down in late august and partied for a couple of days down near the water. It was great to wind down for a little while, turn up the heat, and hit the clubs with my girlfriends in the area. I usually did okay for myself when scouting for hot boys to antagonize or, if they played the game the right way, fuck senseless. Even if they were terrible in bed, always wanted to get away afterwards, and had no idea how to properly take care of a thick, curvy girl.
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