The laws of the moon state each alpha must pick a mate before the age of thirty-five. If no mate has been chosen for the alpha and his pack then the beast takes control for eternity.
Tom has one year to find a woman, claim her, and bind her to his pack. His brothers do not believe in the curse but he does. Time is literally running out. With each passing moon he feels the control of his wolf growing stronger. He needs to find the woman destined for his pack.
Kitty Evans has been dealt a bad hand. After her mother died swallowing up what little money she had, Kitty has been living from place to place, never settling down.
After one brief encounter, Kitty is bound to men who could be her salvation. Can she really give herself to six men?
Be Warned: menage mating (MFMMMMM)
It hadn’t been a week, and yet she was falling in love with them. Tom was so dominant that he grabbed her attention from simply walking into a room. She knew he was the alpha. Stuart, during their time together, explained all the finer details of the pack. Tom was alpha, with Roy as the beta and the next in command going down the line. Joey was the youngest as he was born minutes after Mark.
If she went through with the claiming she’d have all six men at her mercy. She smiled thinking about having all of their hands and gazes on her body. Kitty wasn’t a small woman, not at all. She had curves, and she loved food, always had and always would.
Shaking, she closed her eyes thinking about what it would feel like to have all six men caressing her, stroking between her thighs or against her breasts. She let out a moan, squeezing her thighs together to stem the flow of cream she felt pooling out of her cunt. Fuck, she’d not been this turned on for a long time. Her hands shook as she reached out to the window frame to hold on to.
“What’s the matter, baby?” Tom asked, startling her.
Opening her eyes, she looked behind her to see the man who’d taken her from the boring world she lived in to the orgasms and love he promised were in her future. Taking a deep breath, she kept her gaze on him at all times. He walked further into the room.
“You know I can smell you, don’t you, baby?”
“Yeah, I can scent that sweet cunt of yours flowing. You’re killing me with need, Kitty. I want to be a kitten to you and lick you until you scream against my mouth.”
Her nipples tightened at his words.
Within seconds his hands were on her hips pulling her closer toward him. She didn’t resist him. Kitty wasn’t afraid of the man in front of her. He’d shown her more kindness than she ever expected from him.
This was like a fairy tale story where she’d been taken by a beast but fallen in love with him at the same time. There was more to Tom than the domineering alpha. He was sweet and always took care of her. In his arms, she felt cherished.
His hands moved down to her ass, cupping her cheeks tightly.
“Stop getting turned on,” he said, growling against her ear.