Overview

Don't run from a werewolf because he might give chase, especially if you smell like the world's most edible delight.

Marshal
Baking is my passion and my specialty. It's who I am, so what if I have a few more curves? Alpha's don't complain while stuffing their faces with my delicious baked treats. An omega can only take so much. That is until I explode at a customer who calls me a cupcake.

Only I bite off a little more than I can handle when I feel this strange magnetic pull. Maybe pastries really are the way to a man's heart?

Bannon
I could eat him up in one bite! He bakes the most mouthwatering pastries, especially his vanilla cream-filled donuts. When I find out he smells just as good—I want to stuff his curvaceous body full of my 'personal' cream.

All I want is one little taste of my cream puff. Or maybe I'll indulge and have the whole cake while I'm at it.

This is book one of a mini-series, a 20,000-word MM erotic Mpreg story based in the paranormal world with no angst, lots of steamy goodness, knotting, size difference, fated mates, lots of delicious cream and a guaranteed HEA. Intended for adult readers, and see CW/TW inside for kinks and more… does contain spoilers.