| Author: | Francis Ashe | ISBN: | 9781476048598 |
| Publisher: | Francis Ashe | Publication: | March 29, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Francis Ashe |
| ISBN: | 9781476048598 |
| Publisher: | Francis Ashe |
| Publication: | March 29, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
In the second Jungle Wolves adventure, alpha Bolton and new wolf Mathis receive orders to infiltrate and observe a camp of Communist, anti-government mercenary troops. The twist? They're vampires.
Bolton and Mathis plan to infiltrate the camp, and let the vampires have their way with their bodies so they can learn what's going on and - more importantly - how to stop them!
Warning: this 5,000 word erotic adventure story features muscle-bound werewolves, explicit oral and anal sex, double penetration, triple penetration, double oral penetration, one-liners, a cocky alpha, an incredible vampire-on-werewolf gangbang, and a daring escape! Get ready for the invasion!
Excerpt:
I came to a few seconds later and realized that I’d been stripped naked. “Tie them up.” Same voice, the only one of them I’d heard so far. “Get them ready. I’ve needed this for a while. Now! What are you waiting for?” Shortly, I was hoisted up into the air and thrown into some kind of wheel barrow. We were dropped unceremoniously on a dirt floor, bound foot-to-foot by a thick length of rope around a heavy pole. Satisfied we weren’t going anywhere the brute that tied us up removed the hoods and laughed at us as he turned to leave.
“Mathis. Listen to me.” Bolton hissed as soon as we were alone, “These things, they work the same way we do. They have the power to turn humans into vampires. Of course, we aren’t humans, so we’re safe. But, they can charm you. You’re going to – hell, both of us are going to enjoy this. I think I’ve figured out what’s going on, but we can’t get out just yet. Gotta make sure. And anyway, we may as well have a little fun with these monsters while we’re here, right?”
Just as he fell silent, the tent flap was thrown open and the leader slunk in, followed by six or eight of the creatures, maybe more. It was hard to tell.
The shadowy figures closed the distance between us and one of them crouched down behind Bolton, licking the back of his neck and sniffing, obscenely, over him. “Can I have this one?” he hissed and rubbed his palms together. “Can I, master? I want this one. Last time you said I could have my pick!”
“Fine. Do whatever you want with him. Doesn’t matter. This one though, this one is mine.” The leader dragged one of his slender fingers down my jawline and over my chest. He hooked his finger around my collarbone and pulled me to him, smelling me as the other one had done to Bolton. “Mmm... he’ll be fine.” Another sniff.
He rose and paced back and forth in front of me. Before long, I noticed that I had begun to really want him. In the back of my mind I remembered about their charms, but as the monster descended on me, my senses exited. All of the vampires were attractive, if pale, and all looked rather similar to one another – short hair, high cheekbones and lithe, lean bodies. Another thing: they were fast.
Before I knew what was happening, I was shoved to the ground, my ankles freed from the rope. A muffled sound to my left told me Bolton wasn’t having much more luck. In the darkness of the tent, the vampires seemed to come more to life than they had outside. A few seconds after I hit the ground, fingernails scratched down my back and three hard, marble cocks prodded me. I was scared, but I was also completely overwhelmed by a randy need to fuck these creatures. I wanted them, just like I’d wanted the Wolves.
In the second Jungle Wolves adventure, alpha Bolton and new wolf Mathis receive orders to infiltrate and observe a camp of Communist, anti-government mercenary troops. The twist? They're vampires.
Bolton and Mathis plan to infiltrate the camp, and let the vampires have their way with their bodies so they can learn what's going on and - more importantly - how to stop them!
Warning: this 5,000 word erotic adventure story features muscle-bound werewolves, explicit oral and anal sex, double penetration, triple penetration, double oral penetration, one-liners, a cocky alpha, an incredible vampire-on-werewolf gangbang, and a daring escape! Get ready for the invasion!
Excerpt:
I came to a few seconds later and realized that I’d been stripped naked. “Tie them up.” Same voice, the only one of them I’d heard so far. “Get them ready. I’ve needed this for a while. Now! What are you waiting for?” Shortly, I was hoisted up into the air and thrown into some kind of wheel barrow. We were dropped unceremoniously on a dirt floor, bound foot-to-foot by a thick length of rope around a heavy pole. Satisfied we weren’t going anywhere the brute that tied us up removed the hoods and laughed at us as he turned to leave.
“Mathis. Listen to me.” Bolton hissed as soon as we were alone, “These things, they work the same way we do. They have the power to turn humans into vampires. Of course, we aren’t humans, so we’re safe. But, they can charm you. You’re going to – hell, both of us are going to enjoy this. I think I’ve figured out what’s going on, but we can’t get out just yet. Gotta make sure. And anyway, we may as well have a little fun with these monsters while we’re here, right?”
Just as he fell silent, the tent flap was thrown open and the leader slunk in, followed by six or eight of the creatures, maybe more. It was hard to tell.
The shadowy figures closed the distance between us and one of them crouched down behind Bolton, licking the back of his neck and sniffing, obscenely, over him. “Can I have this one?” he hissed and rubbed his palms together. “Can I, master? I want this one. Last time you said I could have my pick!”
“Fine. Do whatever you want with him. Doesn’t matter. This one though, this one is mine.” The leader dragged one of his slender fingers down my jawline and over my chest. He hooked his finger around my collarbone and pulled me to him, smelling me as the other one had done to Bolton. “Mmm... he’ll be fine.” Another sniff.
He rose and paced back and forth in front of me. Before long, I noticed that I had begun to really want him. In the back of my mind I remembered about their charms, but as the monster descended on me, my senses exited. All of the vampires were attractive, if pale, and all looked rather similar to one another – short hair, high cheekbones and lithe, lean bodies. Another thing: they were fast.
Before I knew what was happening, I was shoved to the ground, my ankles freed from the rope. A muffled sound to my left told me Bolton wasn’t having much more luck. In the darkness of the tent, the vampires seemed to come more to life than they had outside. A few seconds after I hit the ground, fingernails scratched down my back and three hard, marble cocks prodded me. I was scared, but I was also completely overwhelmed by a randy need to fuck these creatures. I wanted them, just like I’d wanted the Wolves.
