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He filled me with his seed in a snowy cave!  

An avalanche on a ski slope trapped me in a cave with a large, powerful man. Or was he something else? My fertile state aroused his supernatural senses, and he revealed the truth—he was a werewolf, and his imperative right then wasn’t just to survive, but to take me rough and unprotected, breeding me until I screamed.

An erotic short featuring werewolf seed and rough, raw, unprotected creampie with a stranger in the snow.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

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A Werewolf Bred Me! #1: Snow Bunny

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A WEREWOLF BRED ME! #1: SNOW BUNNY

JADE BLEU

He filled me with his seed in a snowy cave! An avalanche on a ski slope trapped me in a cave with a large, powerful man. Or was he something else? My fertile state aroused his supernatural senses, and he revealed the truth—he was a werewolf, and his imperative right then wasn’t just to survive, but to take me rough and unprotected, breeding me until I screamed.

An erotic short featuring werewolf seed and rough, raw, unprotected creampie with a stranger in the snow.

Genre: Erotica/ Paranormal-Werewolf

Length: Around 2,816 words

Copyright © 2017 by Jade Bleu

First eBook Publication: January 2017

Cover design by Jade Bleu

All cover art and logo copyright © 2017 by Jade Bleu

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

ABOUT THE E-BOOK YOU HAVE PURCHASED: You do not have the right to distribute or resell this book without the prior written permission of the author. This book cannot be copied in any format, sold, or otherwise transferred.

A WEREWOLF BRED ME! #1: SNOW BUNNY

JADE BLEU

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Getting trapped in an avalanche was the last thing I’d dreamed of while planning my ski trip. Being trapped there with a werewolf intent on breeding his offspring into me hadn’t even been a remote possibility.

It was late in the day, and I almost didn’t take that last run down the slope...except for him. There was a hot as hell guy who’d also been skiing alone. We hadn’t been flirting, exactly, the stranger and I. We hadn’t even spoken. It was more like a series of exhilarating chases down the mountain, him coming after me like a game of cat and mouse. Or, as I was to discover, snow bunny and wolf.

He was hot on my tail when I heard the rumble, a deep, ominous roar that shook me on my skis. Out of nowhere, the guy who’d been keeping just enough distance to let me win all afternoon was suddenly beside me. His expression was grim, his eyes flashing with something dark, unnatural. His skill and reflexes as he flanked me made it plain he’d been toying with me. He grabbed me, my ski pole went flying...and he yanked me hard to the side. We careened around, and he shoved me into what I’d thought was a deep snow bank off to the side.

It was actually a cave.

“Hey!” I called out as he threw himself in alongside me.

I didn’t get any more words out, as he clamped a large, bare hand over my mouth and cocked his head, listening. He’d been skiing for hours without gloves, I just realized. And his hands weren’t even cold. In fact, his palm felt hot. Feverish, even.

He was listening, and I stopped trying to argue as the rumble grew. I felt the quake then. Something slammed hard into the back of our little cave, and with a yelp, I scrabbled for the front of his jacket, automatically seeking protection when the giant tidal wave of packed snow thrust us into a life or death situation.