Submission to the Wolf (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Alpha Male Erotic Romance) by Billie Kasper Read Free Book Online

love to you…”
     
    He was shirtless, clad only in a torn pair of jeans. His chest, powerful and so well built, looking like a marble statue built by one of the old, great masters, stood tall and prominent, dusted with his wolf’s hair while his abs seemed somehow more defined—he must not have been eating well, but I couldn’t feel bad for him when he looked like… like that.
     
    “I don’t care, Wisdom,” I replied. “This is my life now. This is what I want.”
     
    I slid off my shirt, revealing my naked torso. I hadn’t bothered to wear a bra or anything else to shield me from the cold, dark night. All I wanted was to be as close as possible to Wisdom—skin to skin.
     
    “No. No… No…” he whispered, taking his head in his hand. I went to him, feeling the crunch of leaves and grass on my bare feet, wrapping my arms around his waist.
     
    “Wisdom, this is happening. There’s no time for regrets. Only time for this.”
     
    I took his hand and placed it on my belly. Wisdom’s eyes widened.
     
    “That’s…”
     
    “Our son,” I whispered, drawing him into a kiss. He kissed me hard, fiercely, holding me tight as his hands tightened around my waist, pulling me close.
     
    “He’s yours,” I whispered again as Wisdom kissed down my neck, hungrily, nibbling and biting at my flesh without abandon. I whimpered, leaning my neck to the side, offering more of my soft, pale flesh to him to slurp and suckle at. I gasped in delight as he kissed me harder and harder, taking his lips in my own and running my hands down to his ass, feeling the firm flesh, the musculature tight and tensed under his jeans.
     
    “God,” Wisdom whispered back. “I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long… I want you.”
     
    “I want you too,” I replied, digging my hands into the back of his jeans. I found his firm ass, pulling him tight into my embrace, feeling the bulge growing in his pants and pressing into my own crotch, pressing into my jeans.
     
    My breasts pressed against his chest and I gasped, feeling the coarse hair of his pectorals pressed against my nipples, teasing my sensitive nubs. I threw back my head in the beginnings of the ecstatic, bestial pleasure that I knew awaited me.
     
    “Please, Wisdom… Make love to me again…”
     
    “That’s what I want… I want you…” I whispered, whimpering and offering him my breasts, arching my back and pulling his head down to my nipples, his mouth catching my nubs, suckling me like a babe, biting at my soft, sensitive pink flesh.
     
    “Ah… Oh, god…” I gasped, my hips jerking involuntarily. I was already soaked, I knew it. I found myself rubbing against Wisdom desperately, grinding up on him like a teenaged girl at a high school party, just discovering the pleasure that lurked in the man in my hands.
     
    No. Not a man. But not a wolf either.
     
    A werewolf.
     
    I wanted him.
     
    I dug my fingers into the flesh of his bottom, gasping as his mouth engulfed my sensitive nubs over and over again, showering my flesh with delight, with passion—with the kind of sinful wolfish desire that I had only dreamt about.
     
    Sorry, Ryan—but this is what I am now.
     
    I grunted in surprise as I felt Wisdom’s hands grasp my ass, giving it a strong, powerful squeeze. Before I knew what was happening, Wisdom was stripping me naked. I gasped in delight as the cold forest air blew over my hot skin, scintillating and gentle, giving rise to goose bumps of anticipation all over my burning flesh.
     
    “Wisdom…” I groaned as he held my ass cheeks tight, squeezing hard as we kissed, squeezing hard as I felt my wetness press against the coarse, denim covered bulge in his pants.
     
    I dropped to my knees, unable to go any longer without tasting him. I needed him in my mouth. I needed my wolf.
     
    Well, I didn’t exactly drop to my knees—I started to, but then I was distracted by Wisdom’s body, by his sculpted muscles and the scent of the forest, vaguely