my spine and into my legs. It was a slower, sweeter climax but no less intense. Nolan shook against me again and he came deep inside my ass, just as my orgasm began to fade. He bucked hard against me, sending waves of pain and desire through my body. He howled gently, and thrust into my ass one final time.
“Your sweet, curvy body was made just for me, my dear,” he said, pulling out of me and gathering me into his strong arms. “Stay here with me tonight, and I’ll show you the ways of my inner wolf. I have never before taken a mate, but your perfect curves … your strength … your sexuality … I need it beside me as I lead my pack.” I should have hesitated. After all, I barely knew this man, this dangerous and unpredictable shifter. But I felt it too. I was made to be his, and fate had led me here to serve him and take his seed. My body was ripe and full, ready to be appreciated and used by this shifter.
“Yes,” I said, ready for whatever was coming next. I knew he would need me again soon on this powerful night of the full moon, and I’d be ready to be filled by the packmaster once again.
EXCERPT FROM "STAKING HIS CLAIM," A SIERRA WOLF SHORT
Read here for a BONUS EXCERPT from a new short story, “ Staking his Claim .” If you liked “Filled by the Packmaster,” you’ll love this sexy shifter story, filled with action and mystery:
When an Alpha male catches the scent of an innocent curvy girl, he'll do whatever it takes to have her...
Moving out to the middle of nowhere for a new job, vet tech Rosalie finds herself the center of attention for all the guys around . Unfortunately for them, she's still untouched and she's holding out for the right one to take her innocence .
When the mysterious and sexy Jacob Moreno protects her from a rowdy group at the local watering hole, she's completely entranced by his rough yet gentle ways . And when a lusty Alpha-male beast shows up at her clinic by the light of the full moon, she's about to find out there's much more to Jacob than meets the eye, when the Hunt is on and the chase for his mate begins…
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The neon lights of the bar glistened at me from down the street, drawing me in like a moth to the flame. My job wasn't bad, as the only vet tech in a clinic run by a crotchety old veterinarian named Dr. Andrews, but it wasn't all kittens and sunshine. And now my first week here was over and I finally had a night off to relax.
My new apartment wasn't even unpacked yet, but somewhere, somehow, a glass of whiskey had my name on it. I glanced up at the sign before I opened the banged-up wooden door. Black Wolf Inn . It was a strange name, but then, I'd seen more than a few oddities since moving to the backwoods of Pennsylvania.
I opened the door to a cloud of haze, lights flashing behind the mirrored bar. My eyes were drawn upwards to the ceiling, where the phases of the moon had been painted in foiled silver in a perfect circle overhead. The music wasn't to my taste, but as far as I knew, this was the only bar around.
I seated myself and took off my jacket, revealing my burgundy t-shirt stretched over my ample breasts. My wide hips and ass were packed snugly into my favorite jeans. Usually I would feel self conscious about my tight clothing, but I'd realized over the week that being a bigger girl out here didn't seem to be that much of a deal.
I caught the bartender's eye and ordered my glass of scotch while I looked around. A few men my age were seated a few feet away from me, and I looked away when one of them leered at me. I've been pretty shy my whole life..not to mention a virgin. The last thing I was looking for out here was someone to try and romance their way into my pants.
I stared into my whiskey while the men whispered, their drinks steadily disappearing. The amber liquid seemed to pulse with the flashing lights, and left a pleasant burn down my throat as I sipped. And then a pleasurable chill ran down my spine.
I felt his presence from