I have always been a fan of paranormal books. Vampire, shifters, demons love them all. So when I had the opportunity to read a shifter book I said sign me right up! I read it the same day that it hit my kindle, and for me who usually has a ton of books to read for reviews or just for pleasure, that should tell you how bad I needed a good paranormal read at that moment, and Accidentally Wolf didn’t disappoint. It was a quick, funny, sexy read that I read in one sitting.
I love how Cora became an accidental wolf and her past made me feel for her even more because she didn’t think Zayne wouldn’t want her because of it and his response was perfect. Zayne was a little aggravating at the beginning, but let’s be serious here for a minute shall we, what male is ever not aggravating at times. Not a single one. While he may have been aggravating at first that quickly went away and that is one sexy wolf.
I have a new series that I am going to be reading and if the rest of the Mystic Wolves series is as good as Accidentally Wolf was, well then this reviewer will be one happy gal.
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ExcerptNo stranger to touching herself, Cora needed relief. For every beat of her heart, she felt an echo between her legs. She sucked two fingers into her mouth and swirled her tongue around each digit before reaching under her lace briefs. Her body jerked as she unerringly touched her swollen clit. “Oh, yes,” she whispered. Trailing her fingers down farther, she gathered more of her own juices and rubbed in small circles, not wanting to come too quick. A male groan shattered the otherwise silent room. Cora stilled her fingers, and her head turned toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Standing in a pair of loose sweats was Zayn. His eyes seemed to glow from the moonlight shining through the huge picture window, but his gaze didn’t meet hers. No, they were focused on where her fingers were. Instead of being embarrassed, she decided to give him a show. With her free hand, she pushed the lacy fabric down, exposing what she was doing to his rapt attention. She used one hand to open herself up, showing him how wet she was, then retraced her fingers to her opening, plunging two fingers into her pussy. She couldn’t hold back the cry from how good it felt to be filled by anything, even her own fingers. Her eyes slid closed, unable to watch to see if he enjoyed the show. She pumped in and out with one hand, using the heel to rub her clit. “Fuck,” she panted. She was on the edge of orgasm when her hand was removed to be replaced by Zayn’s tongue. “What are you doing?” Cora asked, near the edge. “You taste so good.” Even though he didn’t answer, she didn’t care. She wanted to come. God, when was the last time she needed to come this badly? She ran her hand through his hair, amazed at how soft it was. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.” A rumble was her answer, and then he pressed two of his fingers into her. She forgot all about his hair or hers. She was all about sensation. She screamed as she came harder than she’d ever come in her life, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted, no, she needed, more than his fingers filling her. “Zayn, I need you. Please, please, don’t leave me. I’m begging you to fuck me. Now.” In the bright light of the day, she knew she was going to kick her own ass for the whining and begging, but at that moment she didn’t care. Her body was like a living flame, ready to burst into a million pieces if he didn’t fuck her. “You don’t know what you’re asking. It’s just the fever. Here, let me take care of you.” When Zayn rubbed his fingers on her oversensitive clit, Cora tried to pull away. With strength that shocked her, she flipped their positions, sitting astride Zayn with only a thin pair of sweats separating their bodies. She grabbed the hem of her tank and jerked it above her head, loving the way his blue eyes riveted to her breasts. Her nipples had always been sensitive to the touch, but with his gaze tracking her fingers as she pinched them into tighter points, they became hard peaks. She ground her wet core against his extremely hard erection, an erection that would’ve scared her if she was in her right mind, but she was hornier than she’d ever been. “If you don’t want to take care of me, then I will just go out and find me another man who wants me, Zayn.” With each word she rubbed up and down his shaft. He growled and reversed their positions so fast her head swam. “Mine,” he growled. The deep rumble had her pussy quivering in need. The impatient way he shoved his sweats down and kicked them off had excitement flooding her system. The vision of a naked and erect Zayn made Cora wetter, if that was even possible. She spread her legs wider in a display of wanton need. “Then take me, Zayn.” She wasn’t sure what she’d expected. Being flipped on her stomach and onto her hands and knees wasn’t it. Again, she didn’t care as long as he filled her. The sound of foil ripping open almost made her whimper at the loss. She wanted to have his seed bathing her insides and shook her head. “Are you changing your mind?” Cora looked over her shoulder. “What? No, hurry for the love of God.” With that, Zayn wasted no time, and for that Cora was pleased. If she had more time to think on her irrational thoughts, she wasn’t sure she’d have wanted to continue. Of course that was before he began. Zayn surged into her in one thrust, filling her to the point of pain. “Damn, you’re so fucking tight. Don’t move.” That was a truly laughable thing for him to say. Cora felt like someone had shoved a two by ten into her. She literally froze, hoping he’d back out slowly without ripping her in half. Her arms shook from the strain of holding herself up. How long would it take for him to go soft and get out? “I’m sorry I hurt you. Just hold still. Your body will adjust,” he grunted. “You’re not the one with a fucking baseball bat shoved up your hoo-ha.” Zayn laughed. “Relax, baby. I promise to make you feel good.” He reached between their bodies and touched Cora’s clit, but she jerked away. “Don’t do that, honey.” The endearment made Cora feel special and eased some of her tension even though she knew it was silly. “That’s it.” Zayn strummed her clit.
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