En cours de chargement...
Christmas is coming, and Stephanie Nightingale is a single mother of six-year-old Aaron. Ever since she divorced from her abusive husband, she hasn't let any other man in her life as she was afraid to make the same mistake twice, yet at the same time she misses the touch and the warmth of a man. A few weeks before Christmas, her family has a reunion in New York, and after a family lunch she goes into the city to meet her friends, promising her son she will be back to read him a bedtime story.
Unfortunately, she doesn't make it home that night. instead, she is kidnapped and wakes up on an unknown island the next day. The first person to visit her is her new boss, Bernard. He explains that she will have to become a prostitute for werewolves if she ever wants to see her son alive again. She will be living a luxurious life in order to satisfy the unusual clients of the brothel, and she obeys in the hopes that she will see her son again.
Although frightened and concerned for her son, the first werewolf client that she ends up with is stunningly attractive billionaire, and she comes to realize that she might actually enjoy her new job. Surprisingly, though, he is not just there for a short one-night stand; he is interested in the story she has to tell..."Werewolf's Courtesan" is a 6400+ short story about a smart, voluptuous woman who is ready to do anything to save her son.
Anything. The story contains explicit sex between a curvy woman and a sexy gentle alpha male werewolf, and is intended for mature audiences only! 18+------------------------------Excerpt from the story:She wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders as if she wanted to sit on him. Neither of them wanted to interrupt their eye contact, not even with a blink, and every passing second of their connection was a precious event filled with an overwhelming passion.
She rubbed her lower lips on his wolf-cock. She was already wet enough; drops were falling down on his cock, sliding down over the accentuated purple veins. She was burning from the inside as she slowly lowered herself against his hard cock. She let him rub against her slit, but only enough to feel the fire, and then she pulled away, almost as if she was provoking him."Don't hurry. I want you to take me gently.
Leave the roughness for the end."