Riding the Entire Pack (BBW Werewolf Shifter Steamy Menage Romance)

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Book: Riding the Entire Pack (BBW Werewolf Shifter Steamy Menage Romance) by Willow Wilde Read Free Book Online
Authors: Willow Wilde
a combination of stupendous fear, incredible pleasure, and mind numbing awe as he pummeled me into submission. He was flipping me onto my back now, forcing my ankles onto his shoulders and dominating my pussy again…his hands clasping onto my large, bouncing breasts and teasing my puffy nipples. I felt every semblance of restrain sapped from my body, and my moans lifted into a one-woman chorus of intense pleasure.
     
    I could see the hunger in his furious green eyes, too. His mind was completely overwhelmed with lust, and he was intent on having me, filling me, mating me in every sense of the word…
     
    I couldn’t hold my orgasm back any longer. As my pleasure met astronomical heights, and I felt incredible desire I’d never experienced before, my body finally couldn’t hold on. My mind descended into complete bliss as I felt a crushing, intense pleasure strike my body, and I held on with everything I had as I clutched onto his strong forearms. And it wasn’t just one, either…I rocketed through seven mindless multiple orgasms as my fingernails dug into his arms.
     
    As I started to come down from my high, Craig threw me against a wall, clutched onto my hips, and powered into my quivering body like there was no tomorrow. As he furiously thrusted, I felt him belt out every last drop of anger that he had for watching me fuck his shifters. But with the intensity of his lust, I knew that he couldn’t hold out for long, and soon I felt him seize up behind me — just like the others. With his cock burrowing into my yearning, ready pussy as hard as it could go, he let loose a tremendous burst of shifter seed that shot straight towards my womb.
     
    I collapsed to the floor as he shakily slumped against the wall. I lifted my head just enough to see him reach for his wound, pulling back a clean hand.
     
    “Is it…is it done?” I asked, trembling for a variety of reasons.
     
    “The wound is healed,” Craig smirked at me. “You’ve saved my life in kind. I am eternally grateful.”
     
    My head rested against the furs, and the other two shifters cuddled up beside me. “Good…now I just have to figure out how to get off of this island…”
     
    “Do you really want to leave, if you could find a way?” Craig asked, regarding me softly in the semi-darkness of the cave. “Would you go if you could?”
     
    I hesitated, squeezing Lars and Sven’s heads in the crooks of my arms as I thought. “Well, if you’ll have me…I guess I wouldn’t mind staying after all.”
     
    And as the words left my mouth, I realized how true they were. I didn’t know how long I was going to have to stay on this island — maybe my entire life — but I knew that I’d be protected, cared for, and thoroughly fucked every night in the meantime!

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    Between Three Alphas
     
    To this day, I’m still not sure how I survived the landslide.
     
    The first thing I remember is opening my eyes, coughing against the choking smell of stirred dust in the air. I became gradually aware of my limbs, mostly buried along with the rest of my body, and in horror I realized I could barely move. Panicking, my alertness sharply increased as the endorphins pumped straight into my head. Circumstances be damned, I wasn’t willing to die in a pile of dirt and rock, and I immediately struggled to wrench myself free from the ground.
     
    The going was rough — I had been mostly buried in a jumble of my own, sprawled limbs, unwilling to shift from under the crushing weight. It took every ounce of strength to shift the heavy debris aside just enough to slowly, painfully pull myself free. Desperation drove me for several painstaking, testing minutes before I finally pulled my

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