Werewolf in a Suit book 2 (Werewolf,Romance,Paranormal)

Werewolf in a Suit book 2 (Werewolf,Romance,Paranormal) by Kelly London

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Authors: Kelly London
Copyright 2013 Kelly London
     
    Werewolf in a Suit book 2
     
    This Ebook is a work of fiction. Characters, names, and places are the product of the author's imagination and not to be projected as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead and events is purely coincidental.
     
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    Other Books written by Kelly
     
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    Chosen by a Vampire book 1
     
    *Disclaimer*
    This 8300+ erotic story contains scenes of graphic sexual nature and is written for adults only (18+). This book contains shapeshifting, oral sex and very hot steamy sex with a werewolf and a young lady.
     
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    The sky was starting to glow orange as I turned around a curve in the road and found myself in a dead-ended street; the clump of too-green trees behind the last house took me by surprise. As my car got closer to the end of the road, a little rustic cottage came into view, right in front of the unusually located forest, and my heart thudded in my chest as I spotted the sign out front that read ‘Wilson’.
     
    I was finally going to get to see his house.
     
    Marcus and I had been together for just over a month now, but thanks to chaotic schedules and busy workdays, we’d only been able to see each other in short, fifteen-minute intervals. Granted, we’d almost always been naked during each of our ‘breaks’, but as much as I’d enjoyed getting to know the ins and outs of his body, I’d been a little disappointed that I hadn’t gotten the opportunity to just hang out with him in private.
     
    Then, earlier in the week, Marcus had invited me over to his place for dinner. I’d been too busy trying not to make a sound to fully appreciate the enormity of the situation – unsurprising, considering the fact that he’d had me pinned against the wall in one of the supply closets, right next to the managing partners’ offices. It had only been later, when I’d gone back to my desk, that his offer had sunk in; in all honesty, staying quiet in that moment had been a lot harder to accomplish than when I’d been in the closet.
     
    I pulled up outside the cottage, taking in the wrought iron fence that ran around the front and the trees that swayed in the backyard. Unable to keep the smile off my face, I left my bag in the backseat and jumped out of the car; in my haste to get to Marcus, I nearly forgot to lock the doors.
     
    Stepping onto his front porch, I inhaled the scent of freshly cut grass and turned to knock on the door, stopping short when I saw the windows were completely dark. Puzzled, I peered through the glass, searching for any signs of movement or life, and my mood deflated when I realized that nobody was in. A small voice in the back of my head couldn’t help but wonder if he’d changed his mind and forgotten to tell me.
     
    My head snapped up when I heard muted sounds drift from the backyard, and determination steeled my spine as I walked off the porch and went around back. The noises started to sound distinctly animalistic, and as I got closer to the rear end of the house, I spared a brief moment to ponder the notion that I was about to get myself killed, just to prove that Marcus hadn’t stood me up.
     
    The wolf was the first thing I saw when I rounded the house.
     
    My hand shot to the wall next to me as I struggled to understand what I was looking at. The animal loped towards me, moving unhurriedly, and as its tail swished from one end to the other, I felt my knees tremble. Even though it should have been impossible, even though it didn’t feel the slightest bit real, the wooden

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