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Wolf Tales III

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Packs a punch... I highly recommend this story to all lovers of erotic fiction! -Sensual Romance Reviews EXTREMELY erotic. The love encounters are intense, fiery, and passionately HOT! -Just Erotic Romance Reviews Absolutely superb...so steamy I would not have been surprised to see smoke rise from the pages. -Coffee Time Romance

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Bio of Kate Douglas

A life-long California native, Kate Douglas has been lucky enough to call writing her career for most of her adult life, but it wasn't until she discovered the world of the sexy paranormal that she really found her niche. She's having such a terrific time creating more Wolf Tales for Kensington's new Aphrodisia line as the imprint's lead author, that she's still waiting for someone to call and tell her it was all a big mistake. Married for thirty-five years to her very own hero, Kate is mother to two amazing adults and "Dabba" to four perfect grandchildren. Kate gives credit for much of her success to the fantastic cadre of generous and talented authors who have helped her over the years. She is a firm believer in the philosophy of "paying it forward."

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Imprint

Kensington

Filesize

675.99 KB

Number of Pages

256

eBook ISBN

9780758222985

Excerpt from: Wolf Tales III by Kate Douglas

Chapter One
She really needed to get the ceiling patched. Shannon Murphy stared at the ugly crack running from one corner of her bedroom to the light fixture in the middle, only vaguely paying attention to the man diligently licking between her legs.
His short, coarse hair irritated her inner thighs. He had a death grip on her buttocks that would surely leave bruises, and while he slurped and licked her pussy with enthusiasm, his tongue managed to miss her clitoris completely.

Shannon tilted her hips, hoping Robert would take the hint and lick where it counted.

That doesn't sound right. Robert? Richard?

Shit. She couldn't remember his name.

Whoever, he missed his cue. His tongue stabbed her pussy, then he sucked her labia between his lips. His slurping grew louder and his fingers tightened on her butt.

Bruises. Definitely bruises.