On The Prowl (A Steamy MMF Paranormal Tiger Shifter Menage Romance) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Evelyn Grey
again, and then his lust covered my chest and neck and body. I moaned with agony; I wanted to feel him burst inside of me, so bad.
But then the beautiful stranger was loving me, and I became lost in him, and the hot touch of his body, and all of him so beguiling and different than the man who protected me. He ravaged me, taking me in my sex, then in a dirty way, and then in my mouth. He left himself all over my body.
When my man was aroused again, he threw me hard against the bed and took me doggy-style like a wild beast. He howled and grabbed my hair, wrenching my head to the side, insane with desire. He took me hard and savagely, and then he deposited his seed inside of me.
I fell asleep between my two lovers, entangled with them both. Taylor's big arm was around my waist, and my hands rested on the stranger's body, with my head nestled in his chest.
****
The rest of my hike was a crazy blur. The three of us traveled together, making love every night. When we arrived at a secluded hot spring deep in the wilderness, we set up camp for a whole month, making love every night and doing things that were progressively wilder and naughtier. By the time our long journey had ended, none of us wanted to leave each other; so we all rented a little shack on the beach, in sunny southern California, and moved right in with each other.
Between the money I made selling dog sweaters, and the young hippy's million-dollar trust fund, we had more than enough money to live comfortably. Taylor got a job lifeguarding at one of the most crowded beaches in the US, specializing in deep water rescue.
Around the time I got sick of making dog clothing, jewelry and other crap to sell online, a beautiful, happy thing happened that changed my life forever: I discovered I was having Taylor's cubs.
Never in a million years did I think my life could be so easy or so carefree, and I was happy.
But then the beautiful stranger was loving me, and I became lost in him, and the hot touch of his body, and all of him so beguiling and different than the man who protected me. He ravaged me, taking me in my sex, then in a dirty way, and then in my mouth. He left himself all over my body.
When my man was aroused again, he threw me hard against the bed and took me doggy-style like a wild beast. He howled and grabbed my hair, wrenching my head to the side, insane with desire. He took me hard and savagely, and then he deposited his seed inside of me.
I fell asleep between my two lovers, entangled with them both. Taylor's big arm was around my waist, and my hands rested on the stranger's body, with my head nestled in his chest.
****
The rest of my hike was a crazy blur. The three of us traveled together, making love every night. When we arrived at a secluded hot spring deep in the wilderness, we set up camp for a whole month, making love every night and doing things that were progressively wilder and naughtier. By the time our long journey had ended, none of us wanted to leave each other; so we all rented a little shack on the beach, in sunny southern California, and moved right in with each other.
Between the money I made selling dog sweaters, and the young hippy's million-dollar trust fund, we had more than enough money to live comfortably. Taylor got a job lifeguarding at one of the most crowded beaches in the US, specializing in deep water rescue.
Around the time I got sick of making dog clothing, jewelry and other crap to sell online, a beautiful, happy thing happened that changed my life forever: I discovered I was having Taylor's cubs.
Never in a million years did I think my life could be so easy or so carefree, and I was happy.
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