Can't Touch This by J. Hali Steele Read Free Book Online

flashed yellow.
“Not sure about what?”
    Confusion wrinkled her brow. “Castle?”
    Mated. “Goddamn it.” No need to be upset with her, or anyone
else for that matter, yet it settled about his throat like a yoke. He didn’t
like it. “Get inside, Harlow.”
    Harli’s eyes misted over and it tore his heart wide open.
“Screw you, bastard.” She stumbled backward into The Haven.
    Castle wasn’t sure how long he stood there staring into the
woods, wanting more than anything to release his animal. It wasn’t until a
burst of laughter reached him from inside the bar that he remembered Harlow was
in there with a bunch of randy-ass shifters. Snatching the door open, Cass
entered and spotted her immediately.
    She leaned across the pool table, butt in the air, and five
or so wolves stared down his woman’s cleavage. “What the fuck are you doing?”
Very inappropriate to show emotion in front of the others, and his anger was
absolutely uncalled for, but it burst from him like a rocket boosting into the
air.
    Grinning, she replied, “Cleaning these boys out.”
    “You need money?” Castle couldn’t stop himself as he reached
in his pocket, pulled out a wad of cash and tossed it on the table. “Is that
enough?”
    All the wolves cleared the area except Hatch. “Come on, man,
let’s take a run,” he said to Cass. He turned to Harlow. “You’ll be okay?”
    “Just get him out of my sight.”
    The snarl Cass emitted came from his animal. He attempted to
step toward her when the Big Bear alpha, Sikes, grabbed him from behind. “Easy,
you don’t want to do this.”
    “Yeah, I do, I want to spank her ass until she cries.”
    Dropping the pool stick, Harlow walked to stand in front of
Cass while the others restrained him. “Is that what you want? You want to see
me cry?” She shoved a lock of hair from her forehead and glowered. Pulling his
hand to cover her heart, she whispered, “I am crying, I’m screwed up… I’m a
freak.” Letting his hand go, she continued to glare. “Don’t ever come at me
with anger again.” She grabbed the pool cue and shook it. “Maybe I’ll ram
something up your ass.” Harlow scooped up the money and hurled it back at him.
“And I don’t need your damn money. Men who have it to throw around always think
it makes everything okay. You can’t buy me, Castle.”
    Well fuck me . The fury he felt dissipated immediately
as he watched Harlow walk back to the table and call out, “Who’s next?”
    Hatch followed him outside. “Are you nuts?”
    “Huh?” Christ, Harlow had balls. He twisted toward his
friend. “What did you say?”
    “You okay?”
    “I’m good. I’m good.” The wolf mate he never thought he’d
find just happened to be dressed in human skin, and damn, she was something
else. “I think you’re right.” He adjusted his dick. “She’s my mate.”
    “You came to this conclusion how?”
    “Did you see her threaten to jam a stick up my ass?”
    “We all did.” Hatch grunted. “I think she may have done it.”
    He smiled as the idea sank in. Harlow Hardison truly
belonged to him. “Yeah.”
    Jumping to the ground, he pivoted to see Hatch scratch his
head. “How do you plan to fix this? ’Cause she’s pretty pissed off.”
    “I wouldn’t have hurt her and you know that. I got hot
seeing them all ogling her, and I guess… Well, shit, I got a little possessive
and domineering.” Again he nudged his cock, which continued to swell. “Only
happens with wolves.”
    “You and that Dom shit. No way in hell you’d let another man
touch her.”
    “ She can touch a man, yes, but not a wolf.” He tilted
his head. “Too much animal in us to be curbed.” Rubbing the stubble on his
chin, he added, “Nobody touches her but me unless I allow it.”
    “Maybe she’s not ready for your dominating bullshit.”
    “She’s more than ready—Harlow is willing and able.” That
brought to mind the truck stop. He damn near invited the man to rub his cock