After being held captive for days in the Werewolf's den, an incredible secret is revealed to Sophie about her true identity. She must undertake a perilous journey even deeper into the forest, sucking and fucking whatever creature she must to stay alive.
Sophie's saga comes to a dirty raunchy end in this third and final chapter of the Forced, Fucked, and Bred Trilogy.
Read on for a small taste of what's inside:
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Sophie thought she heard a door creak and she wondered who was entering her room. She stretched in her bed, wondering if it was Brandon playing a joke. Sophie could tell it was still dark without opening her eyes. She felt someone move closer to her in bed and suddenly her eyes flew open remembering where she was and what bed she was sleeping in.
Sophie let out a small shriek at her intruder. A man was standing, or rather glowing at the end of her bed. Since he was glowing, Sophie assumed he must be a fairy, though she could make out just a small glimpse of a wing. For some reason, his wings were smaller than Aurelia’s. The fairy held his fingers to his lips in a sign of silence as he moved towards Sophie on the bed.
He was the most glorious specimen Sophie had ever laid eyes on. He was shorter than Sophie, which made Sophie think maybe all fairies were small since Sophie was already short herself for a human. He had white-blonde hair to his shoulders and bright blue, smoldering eyes. His face looked chiseled from marble and his lips sat in a permanent sexy pout. He was bare-chested, and each pectoral and abdominal muscle was clearly defined, as were his biceps. He wore brown shorts, which accented his sculpted ass.
Sophie gulped as he moved towards her, unable to take her eyes off him.
“I am Liam. I have been sent for your first examination,” he whispered. Sophie felt his warm breath against her skin, and she felt a familiar tug in her groin. Liam stared at Sophie seductively. “You must sleep with a fairy to help us better determine what you are,” he stated softly.
Sophie’s mind swirled with confusion and desire as she tried to find the right words through her muddled thoughts. Liam was so gorgeous that she could barely put two thoughts together in his presence.
“Sleep?” she asked, unsure of what he meant.
“Fuck,” Liam said slowly, rolling the word around in his mouth as if it were something delicious.
Sophie felt a shiver down her spine. This was a task she was certainly up for, and gauging from Liam’s promising bulge, he was up for the challenge as well. Liam crawled onto the bed with Sophie and reached his glowing arm around her back, wrapping his hand in her hair, before bringing his mouth to her mouth. Sophie kissed back fiercely, feeling a burning desire within her limbs at Liam’s touch.
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