Wolf Read Online Free Jessica Gadziala (Henchmen MC #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Biker, Crime, Dark, Erotic, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Henchmen MC Series by Jessica Gadziala
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Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 83961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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Wolf pulled out, pressed me forward, and roared as he came, hot and wet, on my back.

"Fuck," he said a moment later, his hand squeezing my ass cheek.

"Yeah," I agreed, my brain feeling more than a little fuzzy, and my legs a little wobbly.

Wolf chuckled, reaching around me and pulling one of his tees out of the wash. He rubbed it against my back, cleaning up his cum, before throwing it back in the machine, reaching for the knob, and turning it on.

"See?" I asked, turning and pulling my panties back up, needing to unbutton my jeans to pull them up as well. "Now what are we going to do for the next hour?"

Wolf chuckled, grabbing me and pulling me against his chest as his lips descended.

Well, then. That worked for me.

I'd happily kiss him till the end of time.

Janie

2.5 Years-

"Seriously, Lo, you can't have a third fucking shot," I said, shaking my head at her.

It was her wedding day.

I'd seen Lo in a lot of situations over the years. I'd seen her doing deals with bad guys in back alleys; I'd seen her with a gun in her hand, shooting her way out of a bad situation; I'd seen her going toe-to-toe with one of her men who disagreed with her. I'd seen her in every kind of sticky, tricky, dangerous situation imaginable. Not once, not ever had I seen her the kind of nervous she was sitting in her bridal suite in the hotel above the reception hall where she was going to marry Cash.

Summer and Amelia (Shooter's girl. Long story. Good one too. Manwhore to monogamous man) had fussed over her for hours, drying her hair, straightening it, doing her makeup then having to redo it when she insisted it was too much until they got her looking like her everyday self with a bit of extra eye makeup and sleeker hair. Her dress was understated, of course. No one who had ever met Lo would expect her to wear a full on princess or mermaid dress. Actually, it had taken everything Summer, Amelia, and Alex had it in them to convince her to wear a dress at all.

I had sided with Lo on the matter, but even I had to admit that she looked beautiful in the simple tea-length dress they had all chosen. It had a sweetheart neckline and a simple light pink lace over the bodice before the skirt swept outward. Her feet was where she drew the line. She wouldn't do high heels. She had on light pink ballet flats that matched her lace.

She had a hell of a time with her bridesmaids. Summer and Amelia wanted to wear dresses. Alex was cool with a dress, but insisted it couldn't be too short because with her long legs she would 'look like a streetwalker'. And me, well, there was no way she was getting me into a dress.

So, in the end, Summer and Amelia each had a dress- Summer's was something called "A-line"; Amelia's was something called a "sheath". Neither were terms that meant anything to me except to point out that they were different from each other because, apparently, certain styles fit certain figures better or some shit. Both were in the color of the pink on Lo's dress. Alex and I got to wear rompers in the same color, hers a little more loose-fitting with a flared leg and a tiny white belt in the center. Mine was straight legged and skin tight from bodice to ankle. It was, apparently, my punishment for throwing such a fit about not wearing a dress in the first place.

"Come on, we can all have one. For good luck," Lo said desperately.

"Don't try to drag us into your debauchery," Alex laughed. "And I'm sure our resident drug and alcohol counselor here would agree that alcohol isn't the answer," she added, waving a hand at Amelia who had been mostly silent, still really new to the girls club, but definitely a member. Any woman who could neuter Shooter was a badass bitch in all our estimations.

"I'm Swiss," Amelia said, holding up her hands.

"Just saying, you need to be able to walk a straight line. You know... the aisle," I insisted. "We all do."

"Stop being a bunch of pussies and have a shot with me," Lo declared, getting up and moving toward the sidebar. She was clearly on a mission and there was no stopping Lo when she got an idea in her head.

"I think she might be the only bride in history to say 'pussies' to her bridesmaids on her wedding day," Alex said, smiling.

And with that, we were handed shots, and like the good bridal party we were, we threw them back.

There was a soft knock on the door. "Everybody decent?" Shooter's voice called through the door and we found it opening before anyone could answer. "Damn," he said, shaking his head when he saw us all fully dressed. Then his gaze fell on Amelia and his dark green eyes went soft. "Oh, angel," he said, moving across to her and dropping down by her feet. He took her hand and kissed it dramatically, making Amelia almost wobble on her feet. They'd been together for several months, but apparently there was no way to build immunity to his kind of charm. "Beautiful," he told her quietly. "Anyway," he said as he linked his pinkie finger with hers, "things are about to start. I was sent to rally the troops."

Summer rushed across the room toward the propped up pack-and-play, reaching inside and pulling out the very pudgy, dark haired, gray eyed Ferryn in her pink dress and matching diaper cover and socks. I'd never given much thought to babies, but if you saw her without a little weird feeling in your empty uterus, you weren't human. It was hard to imagine a man like Reign with a baby, let alone a daughter, but from the second he saw her, saw himself and his wife in her, he had been putty. And she was an equally big fan of her father. Summer told me they chose the name Ferryn because it meant 'adventurous' and they figured that if there was anything her life was bound to be filled with, it was adventure.


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