Turning Wild: An Aesir Shifter BBW Romance (Standalone)

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Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 30,000
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Drawn suddenly and violently into a world of shifters hiding among humans, Holly is learning that there’s more than one type of were to beware of. One is a threat to her life, another to her heart….

Curvy girl Holly Parker’s life has become a series of simple choices that somehow change the course of her entire future. Taking a shortcut home puts her on a collision course with a maniac who is not what he seems. Keeping her mouth shut about her attacker's fur and fangs lands her a job with a covert agency that tracks and exterminates supernaturals preying on their human neighbors. And now her decision to rely on her intimidatingly sexy neighbor, Dustin Berg, for protection when her wolfish stalker returns opens her eyes not only to the untamed power and passions of the were-soldiers known as Odin’s Wolves but to her place among them.

Caught between her duty to protect people from the kind of attack she suffered and her irresistible attraction to the man—the shifter—who has risked his life to save her from a creature he insists is an aberration hunted by other wolves as well, Holly must decide who is on her side and who is merely using her for their own purposes.

From Bestselling Erotic Romance and Erotica Author Erika Masten Turning Wild is a standalone BBW shifter romance novella introducing The Aesir Shifters BBW Romance Series

Turning Wild is an erotic paranormal romance containing strong sexual content intended for mature readers only. All characters depicted in this story are 18 years of age or older, and all sexual activities are of a consensual nature.

Bonus Material: Includes excerpt from the full-length erotic romance The Ringmaster: Cirque De Plaisir and the standalone sci-fi domination and submission romance Flower-And-Willow In New Angeles by Erika Masten, available now.

Turning Wild: An Aesir Shifter BBW Romance (Standalone)
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Turning Wild: An Aesir Shifter BBW Romance (Standalone)

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Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 30,000
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Dustin’s carnal revelry subsided when he recognized the quiver that passed over Holly’s plush lips, the slight shiver along her shoulders. She was wearing just a blue, zipper-front track suit, no coat, hair loose, probably coming back from the bin herself, but it wasn’t the kind of shudder that came from being cold.

“You okay, lupa?”

She wasn’t looking at him, head down. “Yeah, I’m just….” Then she raised her face, her bright honey brown eyes narrowed. “What did you say?”

More than he should have. “What’s wrong, Holly? Bad day?”

Whatever was really bothering her, she shrugged it off. “Long day.”

Long life, her tone said. “Yeah, I know.” And he did. Dustin knew all about Holly’s background, from growing up with a father who thought drinking and armed robbery qualified as vocations, to losing her grandparents and her mother before she was even a teenager. He knew about the were attack—the varg attack—almost a year before and that fact that she was very likely working for an Agency cell, considering the people who had approached her soon after that bullshit report she’d filed with the police. No mention at all of the fact that the man who had “mugged” her in that parking lot on her way home had been a shifter. But Dustin and pack leaders Ron and Eric had seen the hospital file and the photographs of the bite wound on her left shoulder. “I know,” he said again, but he couldn’t convey to her how true it was, how sincere.

Then he bent down to pick up the tattered trash bag just as Holly leaned down to do the same, and their hands and cheeks brushed at the same moment. Dustin’s senses filled with…with lavender and cedar, the memory of hips swaying to “I Want Some Sugar In My Bowl”, a naughty word like fuck from those bee stung lips, and the anxious tremor along her flushed skin and ripe curves. Holly and Dustin both straightened, gazes flared and locked, only he stood up with a step forward into her. He couldn’t keep the growl out of his breath, the rumble reverberating gut deep, from the root of him, his swelling cock. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end as the wolf in him pushed hard to free itself, to rise up right through his bristling skin. Dustin’s shoulders settled and shifted back as his hips strained forward and his hands clenched into fists, the only thing he could do to keep from grabbing her, jerking her against him, or throwing her to down onto the grass and….

She can’t pretend we’re not flirting now, he thought as he angled his face down over hers and took the luscious pad of her lower lip so slowly, so carefully, but so hungrily between his teeth. He snarled but didn’t bite; he held her still and sucked while she trembled against him. The wolf inside him thrilled at her reaction, at the musk of lust mixed with fear. He scraped her lower lip gently with the edge of his teeth and sucked again, then lapped upward with the tip of his tongue to taste her upper lip, sweet with wine, coppery with the blood coursing beneath her skin. Holly’s eyes sank closed, millimeter by millimeter, and she held her breath one full heartbeat, two, three. He distinctly heard each one, felt them in the most minute pulsing of her blood. Dustin lost track of the beats when his own throbbing pulse began pounding in his head, as she sighed into his mouth and went pliant and submissive against him.

It was the worst thing Holly could have done, like she’d rolled over and offered her belly—or her sweet, vulnerable pussy. Their very first kiss was Dustin forcing her submission, biting his little lupa, and she didn’t even understand what was happening, so he couldn’t…. Fuck, he couldn’t do what his body wanted to do and strip her bare and put her on all fours, couldn’t work himself wildly, brutally into her tight core from behind while she bucked and bounced against him and whined at the burn and the stretch and the need between her legs. If she submitted to him fully, like that, she had to know what she was doing and what it meant.

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