Bree's Sister · Cuff the Wolves a BBW Supernatural Adult Romance

** Bree's Sister: Cuff The Wolves**

(BBW Paranormal Romance/Werewolf Romance)

Delia's relationship with her sister Bree had always been competitive. They were both Big, Beautiful and competent curvy and sexy women. When Bree announces she's now engaged to a werewolf, Delia's first response was to dismiss it. But after a lot of thought, Delia waited for the next full moon to rise, prepared to meet some wolves of her own. As a Domme, the idea of having sex boy toys who didn't need a safe word because werewolves healed so quickly got her excited on many levels. The moon is full. Howls fill the air. The real question is--will the werewolves survive this determined and very kinky woman? (An adults only very steamy erotic romance featuring curvy explicit sex, BDSM, extensive pegging, cbt and humiliation of three male werewolves. Cuff the Wolves is part of the BBW Paranormal Werewolf Romance series and is included in the exciting conclusion: **Romancing the Wolf**!)

Excerpt:

**Delia**

I will admit I was unhappy--my low-cal drink tasted like shit and what I really wanted was what Bree was having. I had been on my current diet for six days and had lost a total of one pound. Bree did whatever she wanted and remained the same size. I constantly struggled with my weight, just as our mom did, and I remained the same size. What the hell was I doing wrong? And I will admit I was jealous of Bree's new boyfriend. He looked like a fitness model and apparently his only shortcoming was the fact he was a mythological creature like a unicorn. I'll admit she had sent me pictures of them together on Facebook. That meant she really was seeing him, or she had gotten even better at Photoshop.

"So, where did you meet him--a Zoo? A Fantasy and Science-Fiction Convention? Oh--I know--he's a graduate student from Transylvania." I couldn't resist and grabbed the other biscotti on her plate and bit into it. Heaven.

**Bree**

"As a matter of fact, his family is originally from Germany, but they've been here since the American Revolution--not as long as our family (our grandmother is from the Gila River Reservation in Arizona), but pretty much established for such late-comers. And he's a software developer. We met during the full moon when he and his Pack were doing a Run on the Hoh Indian reservation." She chewed on the biscotti she had stolen from me and her eyes told me the only thing she was paying attention to was the flavor of the almonds and chocolate.

We really had met when Mikah's pack was doing their monthly event--I've learned to think about it as the cultural equivalent of folk-dancing. I thought I was completely alone, and had been testing out my new vibrator (which I would highly recommend). Wolves can smell something more than a mile away, and apparently my pussy packed a lot of power. I mean it smelled fresh and inviting enough where I first heard a few howls and then found five wolves in front of my tent. Mikah was the one who put his head on my lap and then rolled over and shifted back to his human form. He provided what we call in science, "empirical evidence" of lycanthrophy.

**Delia**

I so wanted to order a caramel mocha and more biscotti. "And you're telling me this, why?" I could understand her wanting to brag she had bagged a really hot guy, but if I were Bree, I definitely would not bring up how they got their kicks out of her role-playing not so little Red Riding Hood. Oh, Jeez--I wondered if her new boyfriend was a furry?