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Bree: Wolf Run BBW Paranormal Romance
Too many guys looked at Bree and just saw a big girl with a pretty face. Little did they know how much she enjoyed her very active life. She spent so much time hiking and camping she thought she should have become a forest ranger. But her carefree times are about to change when a full moon rises on Bree during a Werewolf Pack Run. (an adult paranormal romance for those over 18, featuring a confident BBW who reacts to being surrounded by werewolves exactly the way most beautiful women would. The question is—will the werewolves survive? (An adults only story with explicit sex involving a curvy big girl and a sexy werewolf! This is the first of the Bree Paranormal Adult Romance series which concludes in Romancing the Wolf)
Excerpt:
Mikah
I loved touching her. By now the Ecstasy had been metabolized and I was as normal as I'd get. If it hadn't been for Kevin's pill pushing, I wouldn't be here now, and god knows the others wouldn't have followed me to the sensory delight of Bree. I might have some explaining to do to the Pack Leader as to why I didn't return with the others, but I didn't care. I loved her size. When I've been with a skinny girl, I've always been afraid I might snap her in two. Bree was strong and solid. I knew I could make love to her and not end up breaking her. And she just felt so fantastic when I touched her—such incredible softness.
I could track her response by sense of smell and being able to listen to her heart beat. I knew she was getting gushy in her ladyparts—always a good sign. Her heart beat and body scent told me she trusted me—she had no fear. I took the next step and ever so gently teased the tip of my cock in and out a little—then in and out again.
“I have a condom,†she whispered.
“One of the advantages of being what I am—I can't catch human STDs or pass them on. I also know from your scent, you're not in your fertile time. I'll be glad to use a condom if that's what you would like—but there really isn't a need for it.†I kissed her once again on her neck.