Elisabeth is a lonely girl looking for some action, but who’s going to want a curvy girl like her?
Then a gorgeous werewolf answers her call and persuades her to meet his other pack members. Elisabeth is overwhelmed. Four men! Now that sounds like a dream come true.
However, when it comes down to it the girl shies away. Fearing what the four will think of her flawed figure.
Elisabeth tries to flee, but the wolves aren’t going to let her back out now. She’s their mate and they’ll stop at nothing to catch her and make her theirs forever.
This 8,300 word story contains graphic love between a bbw and four hot werewolves.
“We’ll give you a head start,” Shaun said and hunched down to all fours. Then his bones cracked and his body twisted as white fur prickled and covered his pale skin. Hands became paws and his snout lengthened.
Lifting his head, his green eyes shone, ears perked and his tail swished.
Sam and Connor followed and shifted.
In a matter of seconds I was surrounded by wolves. Werewolves! Like in the damn movies.
Connor took a step towards me. His form so big he looked like a dire wolf. His amber eyes studied and followed my every move like I was his prey.
Sam sat down and I could swear he grinned. Baring his sharp fangs. His fur was the same chestnut brown with spots of white.
I blinked my eyes and shook my head. No! This can’t be real. Someone spiked that water or something. Although, I wouldn’t know why they’d do that.
I looked behind me and glanced at Brandon. He was still human, but he looked as if he was fighting the change. He ran a shaky hand through his hair.
“Brandon, tell them to turn back please,” I said and walked behind Connor’s desk.
Connor, the wolf with the rusty red coat, growled and leaped in front of it.
I yelped and stood still.
Brandon shook his head. “Can’t,” he said.
“Why the hell not?” I asked.
“You don’t understand. It’s really hard to control the urges,” he said and gritted his teeth.
“How do I know I’m not hallucinating or dreaming or something?” I asked. Hoping he could give me some logic.
“Nope, we’re the real deal,” he said and held his stomach.
I pouted. So much for logic.
“Why aren’t you changing?” I asked as I kept my eye on Connor. There’s no way I’d be able to get past three gigantic wolves.
“I don’t want you to be afraid of us?” he said.
I gave him a look. “Too late,” I said and screamed as the other two wolves lunged at me.