THE WILD by K Webster
I brought them to the wilderness because we couldn’t cope with our reality.
The plan was to make a new life that didn’t include heartache.
No people. No technology. No interference.
A chance to piece together what was broken.
But the wilderness is untamed and harsh.
Brutal and unforgiving.
It doesn’t give a damn about your feelings.
Tragedy lives there too.
No escaping the truths that won’t let you go.
All you can do is survive where love, no matter how beastly, is the only thing you can truly count on.
Confusing. Wrong. Twisted. Beautiful. Sick.
Love is wild.
And we’re going to set it free.
The Wild is an extremely taboo story. Most will find that the themes in this book will make you incredibly uncomfortable. This book is only for the brave, the open-minded, and the ones who crave love in even the most dismal of situations. Extreme sexual themes and violence in certain scenes, which could trigger emotional distress, are found in this story. If you are sensitive to heavy taboo themes, then this story is not for you.
THE WILD by K Webster
Before you read this review you should know that this book is not for everyone. Seriously. But for those of you who enjoy it…you are my tribe.
O…M…G… This is one of the most taboo and amazing books I have ever read.
Seriously. And that’s saying something considering that I dedicate around 80% of my waking hours reading and reviewing these kinds of books, lol.
I could not put it down.
You know that feeling when you’re reading a hot and dangerous scene and you can literally feel your own heart pounding in your chest and hear your blood whooshing through your body?
Yeah…the whole way through this book I felt like that.
Devon is a really sweet girl. She lost her twin brother when she was 10 years old and it affected her greatly.
She’s smart and kind and well behaved but she feels like a burden to her mother.
Her mum never really recovered from losing Devon’s brother and is deeply depressed. In fact she closes herself off from her family most of the time and sleeps the days away.
Poor Devon is desperate for her love and affection.
I feel so bad for her.
After losing one of the twins he’s had to step up big time. His wife has basically checked out and left him the responsibility of raising Devon on his own.
In a last-ditch effort to save his marriage and keep his family together, he moves them all to the middle of nowhere, Alaska.
No civilisation for hundreds of miles.
They’re going to start fresh without social media, tv and pretty much everything else we’ve all come to rely on.
Everything does not go according to plan.
God, it was awful! It really had me gasping and I felt for them all.
Like I said before, this was feckin’ amazing. Ma wee heart was a-pounding and I’m pretty sure my husband knows what I was up to in my wee nest…if ye ken what I mean?
I swear to god if I was ever lost in the wilderness all I’d have to do is drop knickers and my husband would somehow show up “just wondering what I was up to”.
I get no peace.
My skin is on fire now. I should be moving away. I definitely shouldn’t be wiggling my butt again just so he’ll stay hard. It fascinates me that a man can have an erection in his sleep. “Sabrina,” he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep. He’s trapped within the dream world and he thinks I’m Mom. I don’t wake him or correct him. I bite my lip and revel in his soft possessive touch. The way his hips have begun slowly bucking against me. His hand abandons my breast, and I almost pout, but then my flesh ignites as his palm slides along my toned stomach to my panties. They’re soaked and I’m horrified how turned on I am right now. The moment his fingers rub me in the spot that feels good over my wet panties, I jerk in his arms. Explosive sensations shoot through me, far more powerful than the lightning and thundering outside. It feels a thousand times better than when I touch myself. My body is squirming and moving against his touch, desperate for more. More of what? I’m not sure, I just want more. His breathing is quiet now and I realize he’s awake. I had my chance to move away but now he’s awake and will flip out once he realizes what is happening. Still, I can’t be the one to break the spell. He kisses my neck and murmurs my mother’s name as his fingers slip past my panties. “So wet Sabrina,” he breathes against my flesh. My eyes roll back in my head the moment he begins pushing his finger between my drenched folds seeking entrance to a place even I haven’t touched. Fire blooms deep in the pit of my belly. As he enters my body with just one of his fingers, the burn is almost too much to bear. I let out a whimper as a tear leaks out, but I don’t want him to stop. His entire body goes completely stiff and still. Slowly he pulls his finger away. I feel him pat me and then my mother. “Fuck!” he snarls in the dark. “Fuck!”
FINAL THOUGHTS on THE WILD by K Webster
I loved this story with all of my heart and girly bits!
I loved how it shows us that without society’s rules and judgement we would go back to being primal. Life would get real simple out there, real quick.
I, myself am closer to the primal side of me when fucking and there are days where I wish life really could be that simple.
Anyway, enough about me.
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