Mz. McCain has tapped into a vein of sexy adult erotica rarely attempted in the past, and almost never done with the genitalia-arousing style we see here. Fanciful, dare I say almost humorous, with sly word play and easily-visualized action, her heroines and beastie fellows cavort across a landscape that Harry Potter would be aghast to see,but which, perhaps, Hermione would fall reluctantly into.
Almost scientific in part, the well constructed setups and bestial descriptions are just far enough out of the range of sensibility to be accepted, with enough disbelief suspended, without being comic-book outlandish. Yes, we all know that horse-men and werewolves aren't real. But if they WERE real, it would be great to imagine they'd be rapacious lust-monsters, rather than flesh-devouring zombies.
The sex is explicit enough to satisfy even the most jaded of the so-called "raincoat crowd", and yet might still, in this reviewer's estimation, appeal to most females. I think the unbelieveability of the scenes allows our fantasies to go wild, without repercussion.
I highly recommend this author and all of her works, as both a detour from the standard and omnipresent styles of written porn, and as an example of well-written, intelligent erotica with style, colorful and descriptive content.
Five stars is simply not enough. I'm thinking, maybe Milky Way?