Call Of The Moon: (BBW Paranormal Hunters Erotic Romance) (Avalon Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Unless they were seriously into an alternative lifestyle, those cuffs tended to be of the pink, fluffy kind. Mine were police-spec steel. They hadn’t been bought with sex in mind, or anything other than as part of a costume. The sort of creature I hunted, I didn’t get close enough to slap a pair of them on, not if I could help it. Most would happily try to disembowel me at that range. The cuffs were part of my “cop” persona. In addition to grifting and short cons, most hunters were chameleons. We’d impersonate anyone and anything to gain the info we needed to put the monsters down, and to keep people safe. But what could I do when I was head over heels for one of those monsters? I watched Jasen sleep. He’d fallen asleep after our bout in the shower. I wasn’t surprised. He’d been like a machine, the power in his body frightening as he’d fought the beast within, wearing it out the only way we knew how. Lifting his arm, I slipped the cuff around his wrist and locked it. The other went around the steel bedstead and locked with a light “click.”
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