Feral Mates

The moment they caught my scent, I was theirs.

By the time these alpha shifter brutes surrounded me, their breath hot on my sweat-slicked body as they stripped me bare, I’d already tried fleeing and I’d already done my best to fight them off.
So as these feral beasts spank my ass red for running and then take turns mounting and rutting me, claiming me more thoroughly with every savage climax, I only have one choice left to make.
Take my breeding like a good girl.
Or take all of them at once like a bad girl.