She grasped for an effrontery—anything to make Wolf hold her arms against the forest floor and plough harder into her ravenous cunt. “You gut-monger!”
Wolf pulled out of her as quickly as he had entered. “Am I that, now?” he asked with a cruel lilt in his voice. Lally kept her cheek to the ground. “So the wee alley cat wants to be buggered, does she?”
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday~A Tale of Fur and Flesh, Shapeshifter Erotica
I am in love with a Scottish wolf.
He's one of the shapeshifters from my new erotic fairy tale, A Tale of Fur and Flesh, and this Six Sentence Sunday I'm going to share him with you. The sex scene between the wolf and Lally, my princess on the run, is so hot (to me) because they really go at each other verbally before (and as) they go at each other physically. I'm a sucker for the dirty.
Here's my six:
Oh baby, does she ever!