Wolf's Den - A BBW Shifter Romance Novel

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Authors: D. H. Cameron
climbed towards the peak of bliss.
     
    “Fuck, you feel so good!” Yeager told me, his voice a gravelly rumble. Then I felt him grow inside of me.
     
    “What’s happening,” I asked worriedly.
     
    “I’m shifting,” he told me. I expected him to become a wolf but he didn’t. He did, however, snarl and show me his fangs as inside of me he grew and transformed. “Don’t be afraid, Cassie,” he urged as he thrust desperately.
     
    “I’m not,” I replied as I flew past the edge and fell headlong into pleasure. I cried out as Yeager growled and he thrust into me like a wild animal. Hell, he was a wild animal. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as Yeager held me in place with his strong hands. “Oh fuck! Oh God! This is...fucking incredible,” I screamed as an orgasm unlike any I’d ever experienced before coursed through me.
     
    Yeager stared into my eyes, his sharp fangs bared and his warm saliva dripping onto my breasts. I was beyond words, beyond reason. I screamed and shuddered, shrieked and shook with every powerful thrust. I wrapped my legs around Yeager pulling him deeper. I needed more. Then he bent and bit my breast but not with enough force to break the skin. Still, it sent waves of delicious pain radiating through me. Those mixed with the intolerable pleasure caused me to arch my back and my eyes to roll back in my head. I had little control as Yeager pinned me to the ground and had his way with me. He snarled and growled as he fucked me like an animal, did things to me with his inhuman manhood I’d never even imagined.
     
    “I can’t!” he growled and his words focused my attention. I knew why he protested and I couldn’t deny him.
     
    “Then do it, Yeager. Come inside of me!” I urged him. Yeager fought it and another wild surge of immense delight tore through me. I screamed and Yeager roared as he let loose within me. I bit my lip, drawing blood, as he filled me with his seed. I wailed and went limp as Yeager thrust into me one last time and held himself deep within me, the last of his orgasm flowing from him. I felt him grow causing me some discomfort but not enough to sour the pleasure. Not even close.
     
    Yeager’s fangs withdrew and suddenly he no longer snarled and growled. But inside me, he remained a wolf. “Holy shit!” I exclaimed as my body buzzed with excitement and I felt tears leak from my eyes. Yeager laughed, let go of my wrists and wrapped his arms around my neck pressing himself to me.
     
    “You’re fucking amazing, Cassie. Better than I’d dreamed,” he told me and then kissed me deeply. I pushed him away after a moment, needing to breathe though I regretted it.
     
    “What the fuck? Is it always like that?” I asked breathlessly. I’d never experienced anything as deeply satisfying, as incredibly urgent, as what I just had.
     
    “No. It gets better,” he assured me but I couldn’t imagine it. Every shred of my being had been gratified beyond anything I’d ever known. Whether it was the man, the beast he became within me or the connection I couldn’t deny we shared, or all of them at once, I didn’t know. All I knew was I couldn’t imagine life without experiencing that again.
     
    “What’s going on inside of me? It hurts a bit,” I asked. I felt an unfamiliar pressure that I found strangely pleasant despite, or maybe because of, the slight discomfort.
     
    “It’ll go away in a minute. It’s the knot designed to keep me inside and let nature do its thing,” he explained. I should have been repulsed at such a thing but I wasn’t.
     
    “I don’t know why, but I kind of like it,” I said.
     
    “You’re on the pill?” he asked.
     
    “Yeah, but you should have asked before you did that, you know,” I teased. I felt the pressure lessen and Yeager attempted to pull out of me but I held him there inside of me with my legs that were still wrapped around him. “You don’t need to leave,” I told him.
     
    “Sorry,

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