Squeal: The Squeakquel (Squeakverse, #2)

by Vera Valentine

“Is Seb teasing you, my little flower? Do you want his knot? I can make him give it to you if you really want it.”

The drawn out squeak of our balloon-like bodies sliding together was lost in Seb’s desperate moan as I slid into his tight, warm ass.

I loved them both helplessly, endlessly, and my body chased pleasure into his as he followed into hers.

I didn’t care if this was the magic or organic attraction to one another, this was my family now, and I was more determined than ever to defend it.

open to get some fresh air in the room, which was beginning to smell like an orgy in a bakery.

The twisting in my gut could have made one hell of a balloon sculpture if I’d been fully shifted. Something was coming soon, and it sure as hell wasn’t the storm.

“Keane’s supposed to be the grumpy one, but you’ve been looking at every man here like you want to take a potato peeler to his dick, honey.”

“Think you could get me to come that much? I’ll give you the sweetest breakfast you’ve ever tasted.”

Sure, great. Everything was totally normal. This was definitely super normal.