TAKING ON FOUR SHIFTERS (Steamy Werebear Shifter BBW FMMMM Menage Romance) by Willow Wilde Read Free Book Online Page B

My moans rang out now, uninhibited by shifter cocks controlling my throat, or lips keeping mine busy. As my sensitivity ramped up into almost unbearable levels, he slipped his fingers free of my hood and clamped them around my mouth, sliding one against my tongue. I gratefully licked my wetness off of his leathery skin as his thrusting launched into a new stratosphere of crushing speed.
     
    The final seconds before my mind-blowing orgasm were a complete blur. Frizz brought the tempo to its maximum threshold before finally burrowing himself as deep as his cock could possibly go. Meanwhile, the sensations of the body-wrenching climax racked my curves as I rode wave after wave of fulfilling, blinding orgasms. I felt his hot load infiltrate me, pumping ropes of cum that splattered across my inner channel towards my womb. After about the seventh climax in succession, I dropped into a sweaty, heavy tangle with the shifter pack in the furs of the cave floor.
     
    Held in their collective arms, my mind reeled from the intensity of what we had done. Sleep began to descend upon me as I lay in their warm, rugged grasp, and I fought the pangs off with every fiber of my being.
     
    I’d spent my life killing them, and these shifters had forgiven me — claimed me back as one of their own. The road ahead of me was filled with regret, and I knew I’d have to spend the rest of my life atoning for all the sins I had committed, and all the shifters that I’d slain. I didn’t know what the future held for me now, but I knew that one thing was certain above all others…
     
    I was now part of the pack.

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    E ver since we had moved to this boring little mountain city, the only thing of any real fun had been the Snowpine Resort. It was our private little Disneyland – tucked away up in the mountains, it was the badge of honor to any worthwhile winter to have spent at least a weekend up there. Most of the kids in my classes learned how to ski or snowboard at an early age, hitting the carefully-groomed trails and coming back occasionally with a broken bone but always with a good story. The richer kids practically lived up there during the seasons, coming back down for classes and spending their Fridays blowing through the classes and planning their festivities.
     
    If I sound a little bitter, it's because I had to watch that crap my entire adolescence. Not once did I ever get to go up there...not until a particularly life-changing weekend during my single year of college.
     
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    After blazing through our finals, my best friend Jenn and I saved up enough money to finally scrap together a weekend. As we drove up to the resort, we commiserated over the endless late nights of waiting tables at the borderline awful steakhouse in town. All those side salads whipped together in the kitchen, those soul-wrenching Kids Eat Free Tuesday nights, and enough indecent tippers to practically bankrupt us outside of paying our bills and incrementally adding to the collective “Ski Resort or Bust” pot…
     
    As we stood in line that Friday afternoon, finally ready to hand over our hard-earned cash, we knew the weekend was going to be fucking amazing. Jenn had already been once, when she first moved to town for college. I wasn't much of a drinker, which was pretty much all that there was to do here. Jenn didn't mind so much, and dragged me along to the occasional club during the summers, while I'd drink a virgin coke while she slammed down mixed drinks and danced with the guys.
     
    This year's fashion? Lumberjacks, apparently.
     
    I didn't get