enturing into werewolf country during a full moon was asking for it...
When I ignore the warnings and head up werewolf mountain to help an old friend, I get more than I bargained for. Ty is chained to a bed in a remote cabin, and he’s not happy to see me.
The full moon has the werewolves in a mating frenzy, and in the chaos that follows I’m forcibly bred by a monstrous werewolf. The filthiest, hottest, most taboo sex of my life awakens dark desires I never dared acknowledge, and that’s only the beginning.
Ty isn’t who I thought he was, and there’s no escaping what I’ve unleashed tonight. I have to submit to survive. But can I convince my monstrous new mate I’m more than prey?
This was my first try with a Jenny Palmetto book on Smashwords (all on sale for July - 25% off.)
Shifted and partially shifted erotica, frenemies-to-lovers, noncon, dubcon, chained to a bed, breeding in the forest, big "I'm not gay" vibes, crazed, frenzied wolves.
I enjoyed the storyline and the shifted sex, the writing was a bit awkward, and I did get tired of reading the word rape (23 times in a 43-page novella is a lot.)
Fun for fans of shifted sex erotica.
Highlights:
My cum lanced across the forest floor, lacing the fallen leaves in pearly white.
We were both wolf fuckers now.
"Ty,” I said. “I’m not gay, man. I’m not–”
I sat on the bed beside him. I couldn’t take my eyes off his werewolf cock. I traced the tapered length with my eyes. It was thick and virile, undeniably alien, but weirdly elegant.