Protected by the Packmaster (BBW, Alpha Male Wolf Romance, Paranormal Romance)

Curvaceous Jen Rhodes is scared...and she should be. Winding, dark roads deep in the Green Cliff Forest is no place for a girl to be late at night...especially with a broken down car.

Desperate for help, Jen calls her scumbag ex Bobby to give her a lift...but she doesn't count on a vicious wolf attacking him...and protecting her from Bobby's drunken sexual advances.

But when the wolf suddenly shifts into one drop-dead sexy man, Jen's inhibitions hit the floor, along with her clothes. Find out what happens when the wolf inside takes control, and Jen is Protected by the Packmaster.

WARNING!!!! This 7,000 word story contains white-hot scenes of romance between a BBW and her beautiful werewolf-shifter lover, alpha male domination, paranormal wolf sex, reluctant female submission, and a furious alpha-wolf finish that will have you howling too!


EXCERPT FROM: Protected by the Packmaster

“This is my human form…but…it is difficult for me to maintain.”
Jen just nodded, lost in thought. She hadn’t had a man appreciate her body in more than a full year. Her curves caught her from speaking most times, but now it was the furthest thing from her mind. Rather, she looked down his abs, rippled and heaving, to his loins.
“I think…I think you are doing just…fine.” She stammered out, dry-mouth hitting her mid sentence. The shifter’s cock was standing erect, shining in the moonlight like a sword unsheathed for the first time. It was massive, as if it had been hewn of the rocks from the Cliffs themselves.
“I apologize,” The wolf spoke, “It is, again, too hard for me to control…sometimes…around beautiful women.” He did not break eye contact, but rather intensified his stare.
“No, it’s ok. I’m just not used to men being like this around me…you are just so, different. Heroic, and smart, and well…different.” Jen’s breasts hung as heavy as the sex in the air. The only thing she desired was the shifter’s body, the shifter’s energy inside of her. Never before had she been intoxicated with the mere scent of a man, and this was something else entirely.
“We are not used to seeing…women of your caliber…around the Cliffs.” A low growl interrupted his train of thought, an uncontrolled noise that came from deep within his body. “I’m…I am sorry. I have to shift back now…I cannot…I…”
Jen stepped back in fear as the shifter began to snarl at her, eyes not daring to break. But while her mind was scared her body was screaming for her to rush in and save him as he had saved her.
Despite the pit forming in her stomach she stepped forward against the fear. Her outstretched hand met his broad shoulders. They were scorching hot, searing her fingers with burns, tingling against the chill night air.
The shifter looked up at her with a look of sadness coming from his eyes. “Please…run…now!” His voice shook with fear as another growl pierced her mind. He was losing control of his body by the moment.
Jen stood stricken still. Oh shit, NOW I’m going to die.
But the attack never came. Instead, a command took its place.
“KISS ME.”
Jen found herself unable to do anything but obey. She stepped into the shifter’s body and was immediately enveloped by his warmth. He reached down and grabbed her face, kissing her hard.
His lips were soft but the energy Jen felt was overwhelming. Her whole body twitched as she was unable to break away from the shifter’s embrace. Warmth spread through her bones and down to her loins. She groaned and accepted her place as the shifter’s words wouldn’t leave her mind. His tongue twisted and turned over hers, wet and warm, sending sparks of pleasure to her mind.
He broke his kiss and moved down her neck, growling in his hunger for her human flesh. His tongue flicked up and down her spine, his fangs tickled her neck and teased her nerves with the most dangerous kind of pleasure possible. Jen moaned and threw her head back, her body giving in to her new lover’s every desire.
“Take me, please. Use me!” She whispered,

Author's Note: Enjoy!