| Author: | Andi Binks | ISBN: | 9781476019116 |
| Publisher: | Andi Binks | Publication: | August 22, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Andi Binks |
| ISBN: | 9781476019116 |
| Publisher: | Andi Binks |
| Publication: | August 22, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Born with a floppy ear and a blunt nose, the werewolf Seff's is rejected by his pack for being a dog-like "freak." As a lone wolf on the eve of a brutal winter, he is is certain that he will perish. Everything changes when he is rescued by a humble shepherd who mistakes Seff for a sheepdog. The werewolf resentful of being forced to live as an animal, but under Sean's gentle training Seff surprises himself by accepting both his new role in life and the shepherd as his Alpha .
Then, when he witnesses the shepherd having brutal sex with the aristocratic landowner, Seff realizes that he has also come to desire his shepherd.
Will Seff ever be able to reveal himself and declare his love (and his lust) for his beautiful Master?
Warning: This 11,000 word erotic romance contains multiple explicit sexual encounters between two men, a man and his hand, and a man and his werewolf.
Excerpt:
Seff woke slowly. There were no glass windows in the hut and the wooden shutters were shut tightly against the winter's chill. Even so he could tell through some sixth sense that dawn had not yet come. As he lay motionless, wondering what had woken him, he realized that the blanket he had wrapped around himself had come unraveled in the night and he was now lying completely naked under the blanket he shared with Sean. What had woken him was the shepherd's hand slipping slowly and somewhat tentatively over his chest. He shifted and turned over. His superior night vision allowed him to see Sean's face and wondering expression.
“Is this OK?” Sean asked.
Shivers of anticipation ran down Seff's spine. The scent of arousal was unmistakable- his beautiful Master wanted him! “Yes, anything you want, Master... if you are well enough,” he said, shyly.
Sean smiled. “I would ask you if it's what you wanted, but I can feel something that is a pretty good sign.” He pushed gently, his knee pressing against Seff's cock which had started to harden as soon as the shepherd's hands first touched him. Seff looked down, glad that Sean could not possibly see the painful blush the bloomed on his cheeks. He was shocked out of his embarrassment when the sandy haired shepherd caressed Seff's face with his work hardened hand and drew him in for a deep and lingering kiss. Seff's werewolf nose was hard at work even in his human form. He smelled the lusty, needing smell on his master, mingled with the tangled mix of beeswax, wind, air, and of course, sheep. The primal, sexual smell excited Seff, but it was the familiar, homey mingling of scents that warmed him. He loved his Master. He was home.
Born with a floppy ear and a blunt nose, the werewolf Seff's is rejected by his pack for being a dog-like "freak." As a lone wolf on the eve of a brutal winter, he is is certain that he will perish. Everything changes when he is rescued by a humble shepherd who mistakes Seff for a sheepdog. The werewolf resentful of being forced to live as an animal, but under Sean's gentle training Seff surprises himself by accepting both his new role in life and the shepherd as his Alpha .
Then, when he witnesses the shepherd having brutal sex with the aristocratic landowner, Seff realizes that he has also come to desire his shepherd.
Will Seff ever be able to reveal himself and declare his love (and his lust) for his beautiful Master?
Warning: This 11,000 word erotic romance contains multiple explicit sexual encounters between two men, a man and his hand, and a man and his werewolf.
Excerpt:
Seff woke slowly. There were no glass windows in the hut and the wooden shutters were shut tightly against the winter's chill. Even so he could tell through some sixth sense that dawn had not yet come. As he lay motionless, wondering what had woken him, he realized that the blanket he had wrapped around himself had come unraveled in the night and he was now lying completely naked under the blanket he shared with Sean. What had woken him was the shepherd's hand slipping slowly and somewhat tentatively over his chest. He shifted and turned over. His superior night vision allowed him to see Sean's face and wondering expression.
“Is this OK?” Sean asked.
Shivers of anticipation ran down Seff's spine. The scent of arousal was unmistakable- his beautiful Master wanted him! “Yes, anything you want, Master... if you are well enough,” he said, shyly.
Sean smiled. “I would ask you if it's what you wanted, but I can feel something that is a pretty good sign.” He pushed gently, his knee pressing against Seff's cock which had started to harden as soon as the shepherd's hands first touched him. Seff looked down, glad that Sean could not possibly see the painful blush the bloomed on his cheeks. He was shocked out of his embarrassment when the sandy haired shepherd caressed Seff's face with his work hardened hand and drew him in for a deep and lingering kiss. Seff's werewolf nose was hard at work even in his human form. He smelled the lusty, needing smell on his master, mingled with the tangled mix of beeswax, wind, air, and of course, sheep. The primal, sexual smell excited Seff, but it was the familiar, homey mingling of scents that warmed him. He loved his Master. He was home.
