Claimed at Breeding Ground Lodge

Chapter 1

Briar

“Do you see the two men behind the bar?” Aspen asks as she takes a sip of her drink. We look at the tall muscular men talking behind the bar. They’re both at least six feet tall, have dark hair, and have scruffy beards.

“They keep looking our way. They’re definitely interested. We might get lucky this winter, Bri.”

“God I hope so. I could use a good fuckin—”

“Bri, act cool. They’re coming our way!” Aspen says as she interrupts me.

I grab two handfuls of her tits and bounce them up and down. “Briar, you stop that!”