Bear King's Curves: A BBW Werebear Shifter Romance

excessica publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 38,250
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HIS CROWN. HIS CURVES. HIS FATED MATE.

Lyla Redd has just stolen her last precious artifact from the Klamath Bear Clan. The curvy smuggler got away with it before, but she doesn't know serious danger can arrive anytime in big, dark, and very muscular packages.

When werebear Alpha Nick Tunder lays eyes on the voluptuous beauty he's been sent to kill, he realizes the mission is a bust. Taking back his people's treasure is the easy part. Keeping Lyla away proves much harder, especially when she pursues and ends up in his bed for a thorough spanking.

Then the other Klamath bears find a human woman on their turf. Fur and claws fly as Lyla is sentenced to a darker fate.

Soaring passions hide much to explore, just like the mysterious artifact that brought them together. Deep love, lust, and an answer to their woes in an ancient royal bloodline are almost in reach, if only they can put the pieces together and their hearts on the line.

Destiny makes very strange bedfellows and beautiful fated mates...

This 38,000+ BBW shifter romance contains steam and language that'll make a grizzly roar. Batten down the hatches!

Bear King's Curves: A BBW Werebear Shifter Romance
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Bear King's Curves: A BBW Werebear Shifter Romance

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Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 38,250
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“What the hell is wrong with you?” He snapped. “What did my people do to make you like this?”

I jerked in his hand, refusing to answer. If he was going to kill me, I needed to die without a confession to my enemy.

I wanted to die brave like a smuggler. Not like a scared little girl, breaking down, crying, and begging for her life.

“That's between me and God,” I said in a huff. “None of your f**king business.”

He curled his lips, half-smile and half-snarl. Another jerk at my hair.

Is he enjoying this? Typical brutal bear!

“You really shouldn't have come to our reservation, Lyla. That goes double for my home. If the anyone else finds you, they won't be so forgiving.”

“Maybe to you,” I said sourly. “That's really what you're worried about, isn't it? Saving yourself? It must be a serious crime to do anything with a human girl that doesn't involve your teeth and claws.”
A low growl thundered out his lips, onto my bare, vulnerable cheek.

Despite the courage and sass shielding me, I started shaking. Nobody in their right mind could hear a bear's warning growl so close and stay firm.

“Stupid, reckless, beautiful girl...” He released my hair and cautiously lifted up. “You have no idea.”
Jesus, he was completely naked after all. A very big, swollen erection jutted up between his muscular thighs, angry as the rest of him.

“No? You obviously didn't finish the job last night. You had your chance to kill me and you blew it. Someone's got to be pissed about that.”

Another growl. He shook his head, mostly to himself, and paced quickly to the other side of the room, slamming the door shut.

Nick wanted me sealed in. He stood near it, arms folded across his big, beautiful chest, lording over me like an enormous guard dog.

Guard bear?

“You're right,” he said, stepping forward, a dark note in his voice. “I should've finished what I really wanted to last night.”

He lunged forward. I whimpered as he landed on top of me, cradling me in one big arm. Then he flipped me over, onto my belly, dragging me by the calves toward the edge of the bed.

Nick tore at my jeans. My eyes popped in surprise as he unclasped the brass button and dragged down the zipper.

Before I knew it, the denim was around my waist, exposing the lacy black panties underneath. Nick had an instant glimpse of the wet spot between my legs too.

Damning proof that fear wasn't all I had on the brain. Not by a long shot.

“Hold still!” He roared. “I'm going to spank your big, beautiful ass raw. You're a brat, Lyla, and I'll do you one better than killing you. I'm going to knock some sense into your sweet body, if it's the last thing I do...”

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