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Serving The Werebear
(WEREBEAR SHIFTER BDSM STEAMY ROMANCE)
By Nikki Wild
Copyright 2015 Nikki Wild
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SERVING THE WEREBEAR
(WEREBEAR SHIFTER BDSM EROTIC ROMANCE)
This darkly romantic short story features a sophisticated shifter with dominant passions, and the woman who learns the difference between fairy tales and her own twisted fantasy…
Rafe's amber eyes twinkled as he ran the length along his hands.
"Silver," he said, "it's pure silver. And it does nothing to me… Do you see that? Yet another fairy tale humans still tell themselves to imagine they are safe. Silver can not hurt me."
He grinned, showing me his pearly white teeth, sharp and hungry. "But it will probably hurt you. You would like that, wouldn’t you?"
“Yes, sir,” I whispered.
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SERVING THE WEREBEAR
To be perfectly honest, I was expecting a filthy cave… Even in my wildest fantasies, I didn’t imagine finding myself at the door of the most incredible mansion I had ever seen in my life.
But once I thought about it, it made sense.
Of course Rafe Lowell wouldn’t live in a cave. He was much too refined and well-bred for that. The rest of the shifters at the club may be rough and un-civilized, but Rafe wouldn’t let himself stoop to that level. What little humanity he retained was of the highest breeding
That was why I was here, of course. I would’t have come home with any of the usual customers. Humans and shifters don’t mix. It’s a rule I survived by for a long time…
But Rafe was something different.
"I'm so glad you are here."
His voice thrilled through me, sending tingles down my spine. This was why I was here too. Because shifters, as dangerous and unpredictable as they were, turned me on like nothing else. "I'm glad too," I answered, trying not to squirm on the leather sofa. I knew his senses were more acute. He had to be able to smell my desire.
I swallowed hard and ducked my head as his strange amber eyes raked over my body. I couldn't tell if he liked what he saw or not. Certainly I had done my best. My dark locks were piled high up on my head, setting off the swoop of my long neck. I knew I looked my best, appetizing even. Appealing to shifters was part of my job description. I had worked at the club long enough to figure I knew exactly what I was in for tonight. Although I will admit, Rafe had me nervous.
It's the unpredictable ones you have to watch.
I shifted on the sofa again, and felt the squeak of the leather underneath my thighs. I wiggled slightly, very aware of the fact that I wasn't wearing panties. I wondered if Rafe could tell. The thought of him sensing my nakedness was accompanied by a sudden downward surge of desire.
And then I saw his nose twitch and a slight ripple of his taut, bunching muscles and then I was certain he knew
A normal shifter