Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 5 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

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Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 5 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

Harper is faced with the shocking truth of the past and the destruction of her family. The weight of all things – Red, werewolves, love – comes to bear and she realizes what she needs.

A change.

This 14,000+ word story is part five in a hot new werewolf erotic romance series from Emily Cantore. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a curvy bbw girl and a sexy werewolf alpha. Intended only for mature audiences 18+!

EXCERPT:

“Take me to the bedroom. I want to change.”

Red walked backwards and almost collided with a door frame. He stopped us in the lounge, only a few feet from the kitchen sink where I’d first seen his glowing eyes.

“You can’t go back Harper. You need to be sure.”

I saw the concern in his face, heard it in his voice and all it did was strengthen my resolve. All my life I’d felt slightly out of place, never quite fitting in. It was probably why I became a writer. I’d always been on the outer, looking in, not being who I was meant to be. The Finch family were werewolves and I would have been one too if not for a crime in the dark past.

“Practically my entire family was killed. You know this. And now I am here, alone and facing the pack that was responsible. I am strong but I need to be stronger. I need to be my true self. I want you to help me.”

Red looked into my eyes and then he leaned forward and gently kissed me on the lips.

“It’s going to be intense. Do you trust me?”

“I trust you.”

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Mr. Money: The Complete Series (A BDSM Billionaire Erotic Romance Box Set)

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Mr. Money: The Complete Series (A BDSM Billionaire Erotic Romance Box Set)

Ettore Zane, AKA Mr. Money AKA Billionaire “King of Sex”, has just bought the company Allie Davis works for. Now she’s his right-hand associate in his sex toy and club empire. And he has no problem mixing business with pleasure.
Ettore also knows something Allie doesn’t… her boyfriend is a cheat. And there is nothing he hates more…
As Allie is swept up in the world of billionaire sex-mogul Ettore Zane she finds herself falling for him, even though she knows it is a mistake. But when your business is pleasure, pleasure soon becomes your business…
This is the complete series of Mr. Money collected in one box set. It features a billionaire alpha male, explicit scenes and it intended for readers 18+ only!
This complete version of Mr. Money comes with a bonus story, Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 1.

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EXCERPT: 

“Ms. Davis, are you ready?”

I leaned back in my chair and saw Mr. Zane sitting with his feet up on his desk, sipping a coffee. The cup could have had whisky in it from how he looked. His top button was undone, his shirt sleeves rolled up and I saw on his right arm tattooed black lines spiraling upwards. I wondered how far they went.

I turned back to my document. I’d had it ready for the last fifteen minutes and had spent that time trying to work out how to talk about this vibrator without turning every shade of red there was. That wasn’t entirely true. I’d also spent a chunk of that time trying to think of boring things so the tingle between my legs went away. Ice-burgs. Local politics. I’d failed at that.

I printed two copies, the machine on the other side of my office quickly spitting them out and then grabbed my notepad, bottle of water and took a deep breath before walking out to Mr. Zane.

“Watch out, there’s a seat there,” he said with a hint of a smile, sliding his feet off his desk.

I sat down and handed him one copy of the report. He reached into his drawer and pulled out a large black stapler. He put the report in and then slammed his hand down on it, the echo crashing through the room.

“Should I do you too?” he asked.

“No thank you.”

A very mischievous part of my brain took hold of the second meaning and hit the button for temperature increase.

Mr. Zane flipped over the first page of the report but barely looked at it. “Can you take me through this?”

“Certainly.” I was going with ultra-professional to get me through this. They were just words. Like brick or hat or tree. Any sexual connotations was only happening in my mind.

“Fifty-three survey responses. Nine out of ten rated it at higher than nine out of ten overall.”

“On what scale?”

He was looking at me with those green eyes and I knew he wanted me to say it. I also knew that he’d already read the survey results.

“Satisfaction.”

“And?”

“Number of orgasms. Speed of orgasm.”

He nodded as though we were discussing nothing more interesting than toast.

“A common response was feeling like they had had sex after using the vibrator.”

He looked down at his page and I saw him read what I didn’t say.

“You’ve written something else here.”

“Yes, you can read it there.”

He smiled and put the report down. “In a few days, if you’re willing, we’re going to be visiting some sex toy manufacturers and having meetings with people pitching new products at us. You are going to need to be able to say-” he looked down at the report “I feel like I’ve been fucked harder than I’ve been fucked before without stumbling over it.”

I bit my lip and looked down at the report. Bad enough I had to read this out with him smirking at me but he was doing that double sentence meaning thing with if you’re willing. I looked up and held Mr. Zane’s gaze.

“Participant 21 reported I feel like I’ve been fucked harder than I’ve been fucked before. She also said that she enjoyed the Silent Z in her pussy while her boyfriend fucked her ass and she went on at great length about how she’d fuck the creator of the Silent Z senseless if she could find time away from her now favorite toy.”

Somehow I managed to hold it together, only glancing down to quote her directly.

“That’s the kind of results we want.” He lowered his voice and leaned in closer to the desk. “Wasn’t that the hottest thing you’ve read? She’s completely uninhibited, loves to fuck and is happy to tell everyone about it. This is the kind of woman we need in the world. This is the kind of woman I’d love to fuck.”

He sat back and then pulled open the drawer the stapler had come from. This time though he took out a Silent Z. It looked tiny in his hands.

“Have you tried it?” he asked.

I shook my head, afraid to speak unless a squeak came out or a moan.

He pressed the base but I heard nothing. Then he reached out with it and waved for me to give him my hand. Like it was a on a string, I lifted it up and he clasped my wrist, pulling me forward in the chair. He pressed the tip of the vibrator against my palm and immediately, the buzzing sensation jittered up my arm, closely followed by goose-bumps.

“Completely silent,” he whispered. “Feel how powerful it is?” He moved the tip of the vibrator across my palm and towards my wrist. The vibration was buzzing up my arm and all I could think about was how his hand felt around my wrist. His hand was so large and my wrist so small in comparison.

“How does that feel?” he said.

Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 4 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

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Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 4 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

Harper is trying to explore the dark past of her family in Hot Springs but after a night with Red, something wild is awakened inside her. When Red invites her to the Mayor’s Ball, the night ends with a challenge he must face. Will he fight for Harper?

This 13,000+ word story is part four in a hot new werewolf erotic romance series from Emily Cantore. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a curvy bbw girl and a sexy werewolf alpha. Intended only for mature audiences 18+!

EXCERPT:

Memories of what we did before he asked me rose up and I felt myself edging into hot and bothered. I was staring at the blackness outside when I saw a pair of golden eyes in the darkness. Just an instant and then they disappeared.

Red.

I don’t know how I knew it was him and not some other werewolf (or forest creature). I just knew.

I had a towel wrapped around me and my hair was damp from the shower. I was suddenly very aware that I was close to naked and Red had been watching me from outside. I even had my feet up on another chair and at the right angle, Red may have caught a little glimpse.

My mind had already been thinking about Red and my body was well on the way to hot and bothered. So he was watching me? He vanishes into the forest and ignores me instead of coming to have a conversation?

I was up and on my way to the bedroom before I’d formulated an idea of what I was really doing. He was watching so I’d walk past the window in not much clothing and then he’d what? Come inside?

 

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Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 2 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

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Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 2 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

Harper Finch is meant to be settling in to her new life. Part-time job as a waitress at Greasy Manna and writing her novel. Simple. Uncomplicated. Until she met Red Guile. Builder. Alpha werewolf. Unbelievably hot.

But there are other werewolves in town interested in her arrival. One is Freyr: tall, dark and dangerous and soon things get complicated.

Red invites her to a dance at the Historical Society. It’s meant to be a chance to meet new people and to maybe get closer to Red. But the past for the Finch family is everywhere in Hot Springs and Harper has stepped in the middle of a war that has been brewing for decades.

She just doesn’t know it yet…

This 9700+ word story is part two in a hot new werewolf erotic romance series from Emily Cantore. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a curvy bbw girl and a sexy werewolf alpha. Intended only for mature audiences 18+!

 

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EXCERPT:

The world slipped away and it was just the two of us. Red moved with grace and power, spinning me away, pulling me back. The song was short but in those few minutes I went from a low simmer to a boil. Red in front of me. His hand on my back. Red behind me, our bodies touching for a moment. A final twirl and the song ended. The world returned with a hall full of people cheering and me seeing no one but the cowboy in front of me.

I took his hand and pulled him off the dance floor, heading for the back of the hall. Crazy ideas were running through my mind and most of them were based on the open door and set of stairs back there. Finding somewhere to be alone.

I stopped and turned around, Red’s hand still in mine. He smiled at me and the look on his face sent tingles rushing through me. I noticed the cut on his face from yesterday was nowhere to be seen and then that thought vanished a moment later when he stepped forward and kissed me.

Spice and heat.

His hand was on my lower back, pulling me forward. I could feel the strength of his body, the raw power within him.

The kiss ended too soon, Red pulling back. His eyes were tinting golden, fixed on me. He moved forward and his lips touched my ear.

“Upstairs. End of the corridor. Take off your underwear.”

He didn’t have to add now but I could feel it in his voice. I wanted to obey for some mad reason.

“I will be there in a moment.” He gently pushed me on my way before turning around and walking off into the crowd.

Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 1 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

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Hot Springs Werewolf, Part 1 (BBW Werewolf Erotic Romance)

Aspiring novelist and self-proclaimed curvy girl Harper Finch has been given the opportunity of a life-time thanks to her recently deceased Great-Aunt Millie – a cabin in the woods, rent paid in full for a year and a job working three days a week as a waitress at Greasy Manna. She has time to write and time to heal her recently broken heart.

The cabin sits on the property of Red Guile, incredibly hot neighbor, builder and Alpha werewolf of a pack closed to outsiders until Red changed the rules. Now he has curvaceous BBW Harper living next door and their attraction is undeniable. But it was no coincidence Millie sent Harper to Hot Springs. The town holds a history for the Finch family and a dark secret.

This 8500+ word story is part one in a hot new werewolf erotic romance series from Emily Cantore. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a curvy bbw girl and a sexy werewolf alpha. Intended only for mature audiences 18+!

 

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EXCERPT:

He came back over to the table and looked like he was about to sit down when I suddenly decided to wash the dishes and take a break from the crazy thoughts that were thrumming through my mind. I knew, somehow, that if he sat down that I’d be kissing him a moment later.

“I’ll wash up! The cook doesn’t wash.”

Even to my own ears I sounded a little crazy.

I bolted up and went to go by him but the gap between him and the table was too small. I turned away from him and brushed across him as I shuffled by. It wasn’t intentional. Was it? I made it to the sink and turned the hot water on before gripping the cold metal like it was a lifeline. I’d felt his body as I passed him. The strength of him.

Those were the rules, right? The cook doesn’t wash. I was just washing the dishes as a quick thank you and then … and then I’d get the hell out of here before I blushed to death.

Red hadn’t spoken at my sudden rush for the sink. Staring down at the plates and the running water, I could feel him standing behind me. I hadn’t heard him move but I knew he was there.

I looked up from the sink into the reflection. Red was standing behind me, his eyes glinting golden in the light.

Our eyes met and all thoughts of keeping it platonic evaporated out of my head. My body must have been one step ahead of me. I felt my hips tilt, just a few inches, but it was enough. I moved my foot and arched my back. Just small movements.

Completely innocent.