Virgin In Heat (The Beast's Forced Mating)
While Charlotte is vacationing at her family's lake house she comes upon a beautiful and majestic wolf, discovering that the animal is injured, she rushes to his aid. Suddenly Charlotte is captured and forced into the beast's world - still a virgin and sexually naive, she's unprepared for the creatures sexual appetite. She knows deep down that part of her wants Silas to claim her. More
While Charlotte is vacationing at her family's lake house she comes upon a beautiful and majestic wolf, discovering that the animal is injured, she rushes to his aid. Suddenly Charlotte is captured and forced into the beast's world - still a virgin and sexually naive, she's unprepared for the creatures sexual appetite. She knows deep down that part of her wants Silas to claim her, to possess her in a way that she knows is wrong and forbidden.
She struggles to survive in this feral world, running from horrible creatures and her newly awakened sexual need. Charlotte's shameful lust for the beast's may be her undoing.
Read on for a small taste of what's inside:
Silas reached for her skirt, and in one swift movement he brought it down her legs. Charlotte had never felt more vulnerable or exposed in her life. Part of her felt that she was living in some twisted fairy tale, only she was being taken partly against her will. Silas moved toward her legs, his hungry mouth kissed and licked up her thin creamy thighs, tasting all of her.
“You are mine,” he breathed, “No one can claim you but me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You don’t have to understand. I claim you, Charlotte. You are mine.” His voice was husky and Charlotte felt goose bumps cover her skin at his strange words.
Silas’ hands reached her undergarments and Charlotte panicked. She sat upright, her green eyes wide with fear.
“No, please. Please don’t,” she pleaded with a shaky voice.
“You must let me.” His tone was adamant.
Charlotte covered her face. “No. I can’t. I can’t!”
“It’s not a choice,” Silas growled, and Charlotte cowered from his change of tone.
“Please. I’m a virgin. Please don’t do this,” she sobbed, her body shaking now, her milky skin a stark contrast against the lush landscape.
Silas pried her hands away from her face and cupped her chin. “It must be this way. I don’t want to take you by force, but I will.”
Charlotte began to sob louder, but she lay down in the grass submissively.
Silas slid her underwear down her legs and Charlotte turned her head away, squeezing her eyes shut. She felt Silas’ fingers brush against her sex, and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips. It was a completely new sensation and her eyes popped open wide in surprise.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Silas drawled, but Charlotte remained still, waiting for him to touch her again.
Silas didn’t disappoint and his fingers rubbed her softly, tangling in her pink skin. He changed his pressure from hard to soft, hard to soft and Charlotte felt herself begin to lose control of her body. She began to twist and buck in the grass and she circled her hips in needy movements, desperate for more of Silas’ addicting touch.
Silas chuckled softly, and spread her open like a flower, before he began to rub her clit. This time Charlotte cried out and arched her back off the ground. How had pleasure like this existed without her knowledge? This was a new world and she knew she would never be the same again. An unfamiliar sensation came over Charlotte and she felt as if she would burst. Her thighs trembled and her breath quickened.