A Wolf of Wall Street (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance) Read Online Free Page A

out of the shower, pausing briefly to grab the towels and dry us off. He carried me--water dripping from my hair--down the hallway to the master bedroom. Laying me down on the bed, he pulled his chair close to face me.
     
    “That necklace you wear, that’s my mate’s necklace.”
     
    “What like your friend’s necklace? Your ‘mate’s’?”
     
    “No. My soul mate.”
     
    My heart dropped and I fought back tears. Oh god I just fucked a married man . “I’m sorry.” I sniffled as I reached back and fumbled with the clasp of the necklace but it wouldn’t budge. “Let me just take this off and I’ll give it back to you.” Justin’s hand on the back of my neck stayed my hand.
     
    “I don’t think you’re understanding this right Marie.” He grabbed my hand and pulled it back down into my lap. “That’s your necklace. You are my mate.”
     
    “How the hell do you know that?”
     
    “The night you were attacked, I was there.”
     
    I shot to my feet “What?”
     
    “I was the guy that came to your rescue. The necklace must have fallen off during the struggle.”
     
    “That means I found your necklace, not that I’m your mate.”
     
    “No. That necklace doesn't just fall off. You were meant to have it.”
     
    I rubbed the pendant, worrying the letter with my index finger until the realization came to me. “J.B. that’s you! Justin Blakenship!”
     
    “Yes darling.”
     
    “So why do you have a magical necklace that tell you who your soul mate is. Are you some sort of wizard?”
     
    He grinned and shook his head. "Close. I'm a werewolf.”
     
    “What?” I laughed “Now you’re going too …. Oh my god!” I went from looking at a naked man to a black wolf. I blinked a couple of time, trying to clear my vision. Nope still a wolf . “Holy shit!”
     
    Justin turned back into a man, holding his hands out placating. “Now Marie, don’t freak out…”
     
    “What happened to those three men?”
     
    “Dead” Justin’s teeth snapped together with menace.
     
    “Really?”
     
    “Yes.”
     
    I sunk back onto the bed. “Oh thank god.”
     
    Justin hovered anxiously above me. “Are you ok with this?”
     
    “It's..." I'd be lying if I said I wasn't weirded out but at the same time, my curiosity got the best of me. "It's just a lot for me to process. Is this attraction just some sort of voodoo magic or is this for real?”
     
    Justin pinned me down to the bed, planting kisses on along my neck. “It’s real, Marie, more real than the feeble 'love' humans have come to realize. This is something deeper, something more...” He paused for a moment, searching for the right word. "Primal."
     
    The word elicited images of him fucking me from behind, holding my hips so hard that it left bruises for days and my arousal ramped up again but I decided to play it off.  I giggled and playfully batted at his shoulder “Primal…Rawr.” My giggles turned into laughter as his kisses became playful tickles. “Ok, I give, Uncle!” I rubbed my hands over his arms and shoulder, tracing the contouring of his muscles with my fingertips. “So what now?”
     
    “Now since the thought of me fucking from behind so hard that I leave bruises appeals to you, I plan on fucking you until you can’t move then I plan on keeping you pregnant for the rest of your life.”
     
    “You want children? Wait how did you know what I was thinking?”
     
    Justin’s gently started thrusting into my pussy “I just do."
     
    “But you work seven days a week and will I be able to do it too?”
     
    “How are you able to talk right now?”
     
    I scraped my nails across his nipple, eliciting a hiss and an extra forceful thrust. Oh yeah.
     
    “Guess you better work harder. So you can read minds? Is that how you got to the top of your company so fast?”
     
    Justin flipped me over to my stomach lifting my hips as he thrust in again.
     
    “Well is sure as hell wasn’t just my business management