New release: His To Play With

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After hunters destroy her home and kill some of her pack, Holly will do whatever it takes to protect those who remain. Even if it means losing her virginity to someone who isn’t her mate—a mean, temperamental wolf who lives alone.

Damon doesn’t like packs, but from the moment he sees Holly, he wants her. There’s just something about this curvy wolf. All she has to do is submit to him. He can have her body, but she vows to hate him.

As long she’s in his bed, on her knees, or in any position he wants her, he doesn’t care if she loathes him. Her pack can stay if she agrees to belong to him.

But what will happen when the full moon comes?

Hunters are closing in, and the pack brings trouble.

Is Damon strong enough to fight them all off for her?

Except:

“Do I look like I care?” He speared a piece of steak and shoved it in his mouth, his gaze on her the entire time.

“Fine.” She held her hands up in surrender. “I’m sorry for wasting your time. We’ll be gone tomorrow morning.”

The children were not in a fit state to move. Holly didn’t know what she was going to do to get them moving.

She ran fingers through her hair, turning on her heel to leave, already making plans.

“You’re not going to offer me anything?” Damon asked.

Holly stopped and looked toward him. “Excuse me?”

“You’re the alpha’s daughter, am I correct?”

“Yes.”

“And you don’t think you could offer me … a peace offering? Or convince me to let you and your rodents stay?”

“We’re not rodents.” Anger rushed down her spine. The need to defend her pack was strong, but she also knew she had no way of winning if she started a fight with this man. She was strong, but not up to his strength. The scent of him cried alpha. It came off him in waves, almost all-consuming the scent was so strong. “What do you want? Money?”

“I don’t need money.”

“Someone to clean your lands?”

“No.”

This was getting more confusing by the second. “If you don’t need someone to clean your lands or your house, what do you want?”

“I want someone to play with.”

This made her frown. “Excuse me?” He was a grown man, she doubted very much he meant playdates.

Damon sat back. His gaze went down the full length of her body before traveling back up.

She knew as a wolf, her body was rare. Most of the female wolves were slender. Holly had been a bigger woman, curvy all her life. As a young child, she’d been bigger, then as a teenager, she’d gained even more weight. After her transformation, she’d kept all her curves and was one of the biggest women within the pack. Her mother was also a curvy woman and Holly’s father completely doted on her. Their love was something Holly hoped to find for herself.

She’d yet to find a mate.

No one within the pack had staked a claim and there was certainly no compelling feeling to mate with anyone.

“You know what I mean,” he said.

“Be blunt then.”

“I want someone to fuck.”

His words echoed around the large hall. Holly stayed perfectly tense.

“Was that blunt enough for you?”

“Is this a joke?”

“I don’t joke about sex.”

She looked past his shoulder. “Do you want to have your pick of the females within the pack?” There was no way she’d ask anyone to bed this man for their safety. It was out of the question.

“Hell, no. You.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I want you. No one else.” He smiled. “Holly, become my fuck toy, my plaything, and you and your pack of rodents can stay here permanently.”

She glared at him. “Don’t call them rodents.”

He shrugged.

She couldn’t believe she was hearing this. It was crazy. He wanted her to become his … fuck toy, and in return, her family and pack were safe.

“What does this mean? Do I have to come to you every single time you call?” she asked.

Damon sighed. “No. It means your family and pack will stay here and you will live here. You will not return to your family. You will remain here. You will belong to me for however long I see fit.”

“And when you’re bored with me?”

“Depending on how well you serve me, you and your family can stay and live out your lives on my lands.”

She hated this. “And if I refuse?”

“You leave.”

“You’re not giving me any options here.”

Damon laughed. “You’re not in any place to have options. You think I should just allow you to stay here out of the goodness of my heart?”

“Yes.”

“The world doesn’t work that way.”

Published by Author Sam Crescent

Sam Crescent is a USA Today Bestselling author who is passionate about romance. She resides in the UK, and loves creating new exciting characters that take her on a journey she never expected. When she's not panicking about a story or arguing with a character, she can be found in her kitchen creating all kinds of havoc.

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