This adventure picks up where book one of the Wolf at the Door Chronicles left off.
After her carnal encounter in the woods, curvy Daphne finds herself longing to be with the werewolf once again, seeking someone or something to sate her lust. But after a midnight tryst with a stranger, she discovers that only the wolf's bite can satisfy her now...
She took a step toward him. "There was something else I needed."
"Someone else I needed," Daphne admitted.
The werewolf approached her then, and she was finally able to see his eyes shining at her in the dark. She thought there was a suggestion of a smile at his lips. That was all she could make out before he bowed his head and kissed her.
Daphne shivered. The kiss pierced her to her very core, sending pleasure coursing through every fiber of her. Her body had been craving him, and now he was here, and it was all she could do to hold herself up as his tongue entered her mouth. She moaned, leaning into his arms, eager to feel the pressure of his cock on her belly once more.
He held her, pressing her generous breasts against him. One hand kept her steady while the other roamed, exploring her flesh once more. He moved his mouth to her shoulder as he slipped one of her straps down.
"Please." Daphne heard the word come out of her mouth and realized she was begging him already. But his mouth on her felt so good.
She felt him nip at her shoulder, and then his lips curved into a smile.
"I need you to bite me."
WARNING: This story contains graphic language, a sexy girl with REAL CURVES, erotic exhibitionism, masturbation, oral sex, and explicit descriptions of wild sex between an eager BBW and a handsome werewolf. MATURE CONTENT! Adults only, 18+