The Wolf and His Wife Read online Penelope Sky (Wolf #2)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wolf Series by Penelope Sky
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Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 70661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
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My fingers fisted his hair, and I brought his lips to mine, kissing him just as passionately as I did last night. He’d found me in my most vulnerable state, my fingers striking the keys of the grand piano. I’d sung under my breath, whispered a tune from my weeping heart. My walls were down, and I was exposed for what I was—a heartbroken woman. He accepted me that way, admired me that way.

He kissed me so good, caressed my lips like I was the only woman he ever wanted to kiss. Heated breaths fell across my lips, and a sensual tongue entered my mouth. Everything he did was sexy, from the way he breathed to the way he touched me. When he was on top of me like this, it was the sexiest thing in the world, to be pinned down by this animal with nowhere to run.

Not that I wanted to go anywhere.

When my nails started to slice his back in longing, he pulled away and grabbed a condom from his drawer. With expertise, he ripped open the packet and secured it over his base, leaving a large tip because he expected to produce a big load. Then he slipped inside me, stretching me like he’d never taken me before. Slowly he sank, inch by inch, until his balls tapped against my ass.

How could I take another man to bed when Maverick was the best?

When every other man was a disappointment?

When no one could compare to this man?

I couldn’t focus on my lips on his because he felt so good between my legs. My mouth rested against his, and I breathed through the pleasure, feeling like a real woman when I was stretched like this. “Maverick…” I could feel the tears in my eyes already, feel the climax before it even arrived.

His eyes looked into mine, as if he was waiting for the tears to fall. “I love it when you cry, Sheep.”

I sat at the dinner table alone, hoping Maverick would join me. He’d been at the office all day, on the opposite side of his property inside the factory where he made Italy’s most exclusive cheese.

Abigail set the table—for one.

“Maverick won’t be joining me?” She seemed to be the only person who knew anything about his schedule.

“No. He’s working late.” She set the basket of bread in front of me, along with a new bottle of wine.

After the sex we’d had, it seemed like everything was fine. Our old relationship had returned, and our connection had stabilized. We weren’t enemies anymore. I didn’t want to sleep around with men who would only disappoint me, so that meant I wanted to be with Maverick more…but there were boundaries. We couldn’t be regular lovers, just casual sex. If it ever escalated into anything more, he would push me away instantly. “Have you seen Caspian?”

“Not since the day he and Maverick bloodied each other.” She poured the wine then left the bottle on the table.

“Where does Caspian live? Is he close by?”

She straightened then raised an eyebrow, confused by my question. “Why?”

“I know Maverick hasn’t talked to him, and I wish they could work it out.”

“Mr. DeVille is stubborn. And his father is even more stubborn. I don’t think their story has a happy ending. Ever since his wife died, that man hasn’t been the same. Not to me, any of the other servants, and definitely not to his kids.”

I’d forgotten Maverick had a sister. He never talked about her. “Maybe I could talk to him…”

“And get yourself killed?” she asked incredulously. “That won’t do anyone any good—unless you kill him on your way down.” She didn’t hide her venom for the man who was so cold to Maverick. She clearly had great affection for her employer.

“I just want to talk…not fight.”

“I don’t think you’ll have the option.”

I wanted to press her for information, but I knew I wouldn’t get anything. She was far too loyal to Maverick to give me any help. And if she knew what I had in mind, she would tattle on me right away. “Thank you for dinner.”

I sat on the couch in my room with the TV on. It was getting late, and I suspected Maverick was home by now. A part of me hoped he would come to my bedroom, even if it was just for a quick chat. But the silence continued, leading me to believe such a visit would never take place.

I grabbed my phone and texted him. Do you have company for the evening? This man was so handsome, so confident, and so sexy that he was magnetic. He attracted the attention of every person in the room, like honey attracting a swarm of bees. Finding a beautiful woman for a night of meaningless passion was easier than opening a bottle of wine. He could get laid whenever he was in the mood. So it wouldn’t surprise me if he were already with someone else, forgetting about our night together like it didn’t happen.



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