Werewolf Orgy / Bad Wolf (Do You See What I See?) The Werewolves of Miller's Pines (Moon Dance Series, Book 2)

By Kerry Flynn

approx 4800 words, Did you read book 1? In long awaited book 2, Sarah Davis' secret is out, her entire life is turned upside down. Can she settle into her new life as a werewolf? As the mate of a werewolf? And with one obsessed werewolf hot on her tail? Raw werewolf sex. Be ready! Some cravings are raw, raunchy and unstoppable. (And we wouldn't have it any other way!) Warning: Graphic sex

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kerry Flynn
• Release date: Jan 28, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311701381

Kerry Flynn

Kerry Flynn loves erotica - romantic & sensual. Whether it takes place today in this world - or a thousand years ago in a world of her making, Kerry Flynn invites you to join her on a magical tour of erotica! Whether she is writing tales of sexy Faeries on magical quests or of naïve Disciplinary Assistants learning the consequences of breaking the House Rules - or perhaps experiencing the pleasures and rewards of obeying All the Rules, Kerry Flynn will remind you why you enjoy reading erotica! Sensuality, spanking and submission - take your pick! Some are sweeter, more innocent....others sizzle from the very beginning and leave you panting and wanting more on the last page! Kerry believes true love conquers all and tries to interweave this theme in many of her stories. She also believes that you can be naughty AND nice! A transplant from Ireland, she resides in the North Western United States with her husband and 2 dogs. Enjoy! Email her [e-mail]

Book preview

CHAPTER 1

The woman chained to the floor in the center of the room was still, curled tight in a pseudo-fetal position; covered in a fine sheen of sweat, she appeared to be sleeping.

But he knew she wasn’t. She was waiting.

For him.

The beast stalked around the perimeter of her chain, the only sound the faint, unidentifiable clicking of his wolf-like nails as he traversed the concrete floor. She is stunning, something whispered in his mind. His old self perhaps…

He laughed but it came out a strangled, low howl. My old self?

I can’t remember an ‘old self’, he thought, fighting his growing need. Where was Parks? The beast’s nostrils flared as a scent undetectable by a mortal man teased his senses: He could smell her musk. His cock stiffened.

She smelled delicious.

The slender girl moaned and drew her body up, all long slender legs and arms, curling into herself. The beast stepped closer, his acute night vision enabling him to see the soft curve of a tiny waist…the slender arms pulled up against soft, full breasts. Erect nipples seemed to quiver ever so slightly in time with her heartbeat sending his own erratic pulse skyrocketing. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold back.

Moaning again, louder this time, she turned, rolling now onto her back and seemed to stretch, thrusting her chest up toward the ceiling of her chamber, breasts firm but jiggling nicely, inviting the casual observer to approach and partake.

But Russ