WARNING:

There are depictions of hardcore sexual activity involving shifters, paranormal activity, and interracial scenes. Strictly for 18+ readers.



Angela does massages.

She's getting funnier and funnier customers these days, and suddenly it seems she's surrounded by shifters...

EXCERPT..

Angela woke up sore. She had to go to San Francisco for a client. VC, really rich, really generous. She was taking a redeye, so she went into work got some stuff handled, and then went to the airport. As she boarded the flight she thought about her time with David. She wondered if he had successfully bred her. If his sperm had taken root. She was still sore from that session, but she missed him already. He just seemed so sure. So sure. As she got on to the plane she noticed one of the flight attendants kept looking at her. She was a tall black girl with caramel skin and cornrows, whose hazel eyes had flecks of gold in them. She didn’t do or say anything strange, but her glances were a little longer. Angela went to the back of the plane to stretch, and came upon her in the back galley, sitting on one of the folding chairs. As Angela waved hello, she could have sworn she saw..... (buy the book)



(Interracial, shifters, paranormal, rough, breeding)

