WEREWOLF ROMANCE: Forgotten Flower (Paranormal BBW Menage Romance) Read Online Free PDF

ever
felt before. I liked this, I liked it a whole lot.
    He then got to the hollow
of my neck, and soon he was sucking on the flesh there. I moaned,
bucking my hips and realizing just how good this felt. He smiled as
he continued this, and I knew for sure that he was enjoying this
just as much as I did. He then started to move downwards to my
collarbone, and when he got there, he kissed and trailed his tongue
all over the place, almost like he was tasting me and refused to be
satiated. Finally, he got to an area under my shirt, moving it to
reveal my dark skin before he bit down on it, biting into the flesh
a bit deep. I moaned, a little hiss of pain emitting form my mouth
as well, but then he pulled away, smiling as he looked at the mark
that he left on me. I blushed at the way he stared at me, realizing
that he was turning me on in ways I had never felt
before.
    I loved this, I really
did, and I knew that he enjoyed it as well. He then moved away from
my body for a bit, fumbling with my shirt in a bit of a haphazard
way before he pulled it over my head, revealing my black bra. He
peppered kisses all the way around the orbs, looking at them with a
smile. I had decent breasts, but I was blushing at the way he
looked at me with such a lustful glance. It was hot, I had to
admit, and I knew that he was enjoying this just as much as I
was.
    “ Now for some real fun,”
he said with a low voice.
    Hearing that made me feel
wet and wanting. He pulled the clasp on the black of my bra off,
letting the garment tumble down to reveal my heaving breasts. I
blushed at the way that I looked, realizing that it was happening
this way. He smiled at me, and I knew that it was definitely what
he wanted. He then started to move his lips downward, trailing a
hot trail of saliva all the way to the edge of my nipple. I blushed
at the sensation, realizing just what the hell was going on before
he moved his lips along the lightened edge of my nark nipple,
teasing and caressing the puckered flesh with his tongue. He was
really good at foreplay, and while he played with one of my nipples
using his mouth, the other one was played with by the courtesy of
his hands. He let it trail against the tip of it, just barely
grazing over the puckered part of it. He was purposefully moving
away from the middle of it, almost painfully teasing me.
    He then started to move up
against the edge of the bud, teasing the sides of it before
flicking his tongue over the top of it. I moaned, and soon his hand
that was on the other nipple caressed over the tip of it as well,
letting his finger dart over the top and sides for a bit before he
started to pinch the flesh. It felt so good, so real, and the raw
desire that I had within me was making me go plum crazy with want
and need. I wanted more, craved more, and I could tell from the way
that he was looking at me that he was surely ready for it. He
wanted to tease me even more though, that I could tell.
    He did so for a little
while longer, loving the way that I was reacting to him. I knew for
sure that it was good, really good, but then, he pulled away,
giving my little buds one last pinch before he moved downward to
the edge of my stomach, running his hands over the little flesh and
making me gasp as well. I loved this, and after peppering kisses
along the area, he moved to the hem of my pants, pulling them off
like it was nothing. He took off my panties as well, letting them
fall to the floor, revealing my dark and glistening pussy. It was
shaven, mainly because I liked the way that it felt better, but
soon I felt Dexter move his hands against the edge of it, causing
me to moan and buck my hips with desire. He then started to move
his hands right over my clit, dancing his fingers on top of it and
making me moan. I loved this, and I know that he did as well. He
continued to tease the area by pressing and pulling on the
sensitive buds before his fingers darted over the edges of my
folds, causing me to moan and buck my hips. I