And not the vanilla type of fun that could be found with a human female. Reece’s intention was much simpler-sweaty, hardcore sex. All across North America, shape-shifters of all castes were meeting up at designated bars and halls for a night of dancing, drinking, and, for a lucky few, finding their one. His cynical side wanted to snort at the expectancy imbuing the air inside the crowded tavern as folks from all around gathered for the yearly spectacle known as the Were-For-All. The pulsating thought-make that carnal need-had brought him to the town’s bar tonight of all nights. He’s just a guy with a crappy job and a crappy house who happens to be a shifter who also “only bangs hot chicks”, and is disgusted to discover he’s been gifted with a fated mate who is short and curvy.Īrgh! Just writing this has me enraged all over again. He’s not even anything special-not a leader, not particularly successful, not particularly smart. More’s the pity, she eventually lets him catch her. This is a girl with a good head on her shoulders running from a total D who would make her life hell. This isn’t a shy girl letting her insecurity get the better of her. But not until well after he shamed & humiliated her and makes sure she knows how unattractive she is and how he expected to mate someone better. Eventually, he gets over the fact that she’s chubby and wants her as his mate anyway.
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