Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
And now there’s one fighting for my life.
Or, for my pussy according to him.
The third guy begins to shake and grow. I gasp as his AC/DC shirt tears to pieces and a full-grown tiger bursts out.
“Watch out!” I scream as the tiger leaps onto the grizzly bear’s back. His teeth sink into his thick hide and the bear roars out in anger. With a vicious shake of his body, the large cat flies off and the bear lunges on him.
It’s chaos as a second tiger comes running into the fight. All three of the men were tiger shifters and all three of them are now fighting the man who risked everything to save me.
He could have kept driving. He should have gotten back into the truck. But he didn’t. He’s fighting for me and all I can do is watch as he faces off against three giant cats.
The cats are fast and strong, but the grizzly bear is ferocious. With every swipe of his deadly paws, he’s making them pay. It’s a blur of orange, black, and red around him as they brawl in the middle of the street.
One of the cats steps away from the brawl and snarls at me as he limps around on a bloody leg.
The grizzly bear sees this and he doesn’t like it. At all.
With a savage roar, he charges the tiger and collides into him with his jaws snapping and his long black claws hacking at striped skin.
The other two take the opportunity to escape and they flee back to the alley where they first caught me.
When the tiger stops fighting back, the bear releases him and lets him slink away. He’s got bloody patches all over his stripes and I can’t help but hope that his asshole human side can feel all of that pain wherever he is hiding inside.
The massive grizzly bear turns and looks at me for the first time and I feel a tightness in my chest when his dark brown eyes lock onto me.
He’s looking at me in such a territorial way. As if I belong to him. As if he owns me.
But there’s no fear that comes along with the possessive look. A comforting warmth fills me up instead, flowing through my veins as I feel lightheaded and dizzy with excitement.
My brain is telling me to run and hide, but my body is telling me to go to him. I don’t know which impulse to listen to.
The bear’s body starts to tremble and then convulse. I gasp and stare in shock as it begins to shrink in on itself with a crunching sound. With a loud tear, the man bursts out of the grizzly bear and stares at me. This time I can see everything.
He doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on his enormous tattooed body and he’s not covering anything up as he stares at me in awe.
I try to keep my eyes up but they keep darting down to hard sculpted abs, thick muscular thighs, a rock hard pelvis, but more than anything else, to the long thick cock hanging in front of me. It’s huge. My body craves it. My mouth waters as I sneak another quick peek.
I swallow hard as I pull my eyes away from his beautiful package and look back into his eyes.
My hands are shaking. I’ve never seen a man like this before.
I’ve never even seen a man naked before. I’m nineteen years old, and I’ve never gotten to first base with a guy. Hell, I haven’t even stepped up to the plate. I haven’t even been kissed, let alone seen a naked cock up close.
“What’s your name?” he asks in a low deep voice that has my clit aching.
I didn’t realize how hard I was breathing until I try to speak. “Willow Stevens,” I say in a shaky voice.
We’re so focused on each other that we don’t notice the last remaining tiger creeping back over and then pouncing onto my savior’s arm.
I scream as the tiger’s teeth sink into his tattooed forearm and he viciously shakes his powerful head, trying to bring the man to the ground.
“Fuck, I hate tigers,” he growls as he holds his ground. With his free hand, he grabs the tiger’s jaw and peels it off his arm. Blood is leaking down to his hand and wetting the pavement, but he doesn’t even seem to notice as he frees his arm from the tiger shifter’s powerful jaws.
“I’m trying to talk to my girl,” he snarls as he grabs the tiger’s tail with one hand while gripping the back of his neck with the other. He spins around and launches the tiger into the air like he’s competing in the Olympics. The huge cat lands against a brick wall with a hard thud and then limps away to find his friends.