Sunday, May 20, 2012

Swinging With The Wolfman (Werewolf Erotic Romance: #3)

Swinging with the Wolfman (WER3) *LIVE* on Amazon, B&NSmashwords and ARe.  Soon to be up on Smashwords.  B&N will take another day.

Swinging with the Wolfman (Werewolf Erotic Romance: #3)
by Julianne Reyer

Lacey discovers the secrets of a hidden werewolf enclave in the nearby woods, but they have dangerous enemies. Now she’s been separated from her loving husband, Mark and her new mate, Cole. Will they be reunited before it’s too late?

Warning: This naughty 9500 word story is intended for adults only. Contains loving werewolves sharing their wild sides, explicit sex, magic, adventure, and a werewolf foursome (mfmf) you won’t forget!

The vapors cleared and a nude man appeared, sitting on the ground. Mark dashed around the perimeter for a better look. His hand gripped a tree as he realized it was Jeremiah: legs crossed, hands on his knees, eyes shut.

The man’s face was smooth serenity and an aura of dusky green surrounded him. His head tilted down and his body slowly rose into the air. Mark gasped, his mind rejecting what he saw.

Swirling mist cleared in front of the leader and Rebecca strode to her mate. As she entered the circle, her scarlet hair lifted off her shoulders, floating like she walked through water. The glow intensified where her feet touched, lighting the the backs of her legs. 

Unrestrained, Mark’s arousal stiffened as his eyes locked on the soft cheeks of her rear. A hazy drunkenness settled on him and he hungered for her. Fighting the strange impulse, he ripped his attention away, forcing his gaze to his wife. 

She, too, had the look as she watched; her lusty eyes focused on the couple. Desire hung from her parted lips.

Mark shook his head and swallowed, trying to drown the tantalizing sensation. But his eyes returned, the urge overpowering him.

Rebecca cupped her hand on Jeremiah’s knee and looked up at him with passion. His throat and chin gleamed from the intense column of light streaming up from the mist covered ground. Billowing like fire, her hair flitted above her head. She looked angelic, standing before him, her skin glowing with a subtle brilliance.

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