The Moon Knows her Name

{MATURE - mid slow burn with yearning MMC. Knotting, claiming, mate frenzy and rutting. Check the trigger warnings. The FMC is a plus-size woman who insecure about her body, but as the book progresses, she'll learn to love herself.}

SNIPPET

My body hummed with desire as I tilted my head, giving him more access.

"Fuck, you smell so good, sweetheart." He nipped at my jaw, his voice rough and primal. "I want to pound you so hard, knot you, and breed you with our pups."

I gasped, clutching his shirt.

"What are you waiting for? " I whispered against his mouth. "Claim me. Mark me. And make me yours."

His eyes flashed, and a growl rumbled through him. "Careful, sweetheart. Once I claim you, you'll be mine-body, heart, and soul."

"Then take me."