Were My Mark (Paranormal Erotic Short)

By Dawn Wilder

Simone knew the weres didn't want them in their territory. But she couldn't have foreseen the uneasy alliance that came with an...interesting condition.

***Erotic Short, Adult Reading Material

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dawn Wilder
• Release date: Feb 15, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310948343

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WERE MY MARK

By

Dawn Wilder

Copyright 2014 Dawn Wilder

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This book is fictional and any resemblance to persons, places, or events is coincidental.

Adult Reading Material

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Mate Me

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

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Chapter 1

Stretch out on your front.

He obeyed without a hint of hesitation, climbing on the enormous bed and laying down on his stomach.

I contemplated the tanned expanse of his back, the clean lines of his body unbroken by clothing. He’d relaxed deliberately, but his muscles were still clearly defined. He had a swimmer’s build. Broad shoulders tapering to a small waist and narrow hips. Long and leanly muscled arms and legs.

His six foot two inch frame didn’t dwarf the bed. When I’d had it custom built, I’d made certain it was large enough for anything I could dream up.

Put your hands together above your head.

I pulled out the padded cuffs and fastened his wrists together before attaching a length of chain to the reinforced bars of the headboard. I smiled to myself as I saw his shoulders flex, checking to see how sturdy it was.

Opening the bedside drawer, I took out the bottle of lightly scented massage oil I kept there. He flinched at the first touch of it as I poured a thin line down his back, not stopping until some of it dripped onto his ass. Those deliciously rounded muscles clenched before relaxing.

Pouring some more in my cupped hand, I set the bottle back on the table. I quietly pulled off the thong I’d still been wearing before straddling