Romancing the Wolf (BBW Paranormal Romance/Werewolf Romance)

Other than feeling she's the only sane one in her family, Bree loves her life as a role model recruiting female students into scientific careers. But a camping trip to a remote American Indian Reservation will place her in the middle of a Werewolf Full Moon Run. The Pack isn't expecting to discover a beautiful woman alone in such an isolated place. This encounter introduces Bree to a supernatural world in conflict with all of her years of scientific training. She also finds an instant mutual attraction to Mikah, who goes furry once a month. Her sister is a heavy duty Domme, who enjoys the idea of not having to use BDSM safe words with werewolf boy toys, since they heal so quickly. The question is--can a pack of werewolves survive Bree and her sassy sister?
Warning: This over 27,000 word tale contains scenes of graphic language, a curvaceous bbw and her sister, rough sex, and explicit descriptions of sexual activity between plus size girls and a sexy pack of werewolves. Intended Only for Mature Audiences 18+. This is the first novelization of previously published stories about Bree {a proud and confident BBW} and Mikah).

EXCERPT:

He grinned at me. "I like you. What's your name?"

"Breeanna Cunninghambut everyone calls me Bree."

"Like that soft cheese," Mikah sighed. "You look so soft. You look so pretty." He caressed the skin of my thighs, and I felt as if my Pixielator had just gotten plugged into a 220 volt socket. He raised himself up a bit, giving him better access to lightly touch me. "So soft," he said again. He rubbed his face against my thigh the way Mr. Wiggins scrapes his mouth against me every morning when I get ready to set his bowl down. My vet explained it was the one of the ways a cat marked territory. I only hoped Mikah didn't decide to mark territory by peeing. I'll admit to a few kinks, but golden showers isn't one of them.

He took my right hand in his and lightly kissed it. He looked up and smiled widely, as if he were convinced he had done something very clever. He went back and began massaging me. I moved slightly to give him more space, which meant I ended up lying down on my back. He apparently took that as an invitation to start exploring my body. "I'm so glad I found you, Bree Cunningham."

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