Summary

"It's knotting time, sweetheart." The scent of black roses and bergamot awoke something inside me... something primal and unhinged. Astrid was a lonely spirit, living on the outskirts of the small town by her farm. Just her and the animals, but that all changed one fateful night at a bar with her friends. The moment he set foot in the bar, he captivated her. He was a behemoth of a man with an enigmatic aura and physical features that made the voluptuous woman question her virginity. The moment her eyes locked with his silver ones from underneath his red hood, she knew something was off with him. There was a connection between them. Her mother used to tell her bedtime stories about soulmates, and how she will feel it one day, but what Astrid never expected was for this soulmate thing to double. Her farm was close to the borders of the dark, and mysterious forest, and two certain beasts lurk these grounds as if they owned it. Their glowing eyes watch the fertile blonde woman, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce... for things to heat up.

Genre: Fantasy,Erotica

Author: 🔥C.B. Blackburn🐰

Status: Excerpt

Chapters: 2

Rating: n/a

Age Rating: 18+

Prologue

The feeling of claws brushing over my porcelain skin made me shiver. I should have felt cold from the sharp winter wind, but the heat which bloomed in my belly made me feel like I stepped into the summer sun on the hottest day. My eyes were closed as I felt their hot breaths hitting my flesh and their tongues leaving trails of saliva, marking their territory. Clamping my thighs shut, I shuddered as I felt the wetness drip down my legs.

“So responsive,” One of them growled out, pressing his chops on my shoulder, his hand descending down my abdomen while the other one’s hands moved down my back only to stop at my buttocks, grasping the plump globes into his rough hands.

“Never saw a human female get so wet,” Another lewd comment, and the hand on my belly continued south. A high-pitched moan escaped my lips as he cupped my mound.

“She’s so warm here,” He groaned, careful with his claws so as not to cut my sensitive skin. “And fucking wet too.”

“P-Please,” I whimpered, feeling how my heartbeat increased with each stroke of their fingers, each drag of their tongues over my sweaty skin, and each brush of their sharp canines over my sweet spots.

“You sound so cute when you beg, sweetheart.” One of them purred into my ear, and my insides twisted as the blunt part of his claw brushed over my clit, making my cunt gush arousal all over the thick fingers.

They growled in unison. “Tonight, you’re ours, little mate.”