The Pirate And The Werewolf — Becca Fanning

His hands grabbed my hips, his fingernails digging into me. Claiming me. His prize. The Lady Brass was feared far and wide. Dozens of ships I've plundered with my crew. We were whispered about in every tavern from Cuba to Haiti. But no amount of fearsome reputation can save you when your ship is sinking. I should've died in that battle. I should've died at sea. I should've died when the Royal Navy sailor found me unconscious on the beach. But I didn't. I don't know what happened, or what kind of beast he is. Nor do I know why I've found my eyes lingering on his body. 18+ only. Over 6,600 words of a BBW pirate queen being taken by a bestial alpha male shapeshifter.