Guarded by A Savage Shifter (Back Away From My Girl #1) Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Back Away From My Girl Series by Olivia T. Turner
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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I want to help him, I want to calm his beast, but I can’t stop moaning. I can’t stop thinking of the incredible way his massive cock feels plunging in and out of me.

He licks my neck as he fucks me and I moan, knowing exactly what he wants.

“Mark me,” I say with a gasp as I tilt my head to the side, giving him access to the needy demanding spot under my ear.

He drags his tongue along it and then bites down hard. I cry out when I feel his teeth sinking into my flesh, but it feels sweet and perfect like finally scratching an unbearable itch.

An orgasm hits me out of nowhere, rocking me to my core. I’m suddenly crying out as I cum on his raw thrusting cock for the second time in minutes.

Finally, he releases my neck and gently kisses the spot. The feeling radiating through me feels warm and welcoming and just right. I’m his now. I’m his forever and there’s no going back.

He squeezes my breast as he pins me against the wall, mercilessly thrusting in deep with hard punishing strokes. I moan in bliss as I feel his muscles tightening. He’s on the verge of cumming…

“Yes,” I moan. “Cum in my pussy.”

He roars out as he releases, cumming deep in my pussy and filling me with his hot seed. His hard muscular body shudders as his cock jolts one last time, giving me every last drop.

I groan when he pulls out of me a few moments later. We both collapse to the ground, moaning as the warm water washes down on our trembling bodies. I crawl into his arms, which are back to normal, and he holds me like he’s never going to let me go.

I touch his mark on my neck and realize that nothing will ever be the same.

I’m his mate and he’s mine.

We’re in it together now and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

EPILOGUE

Ryker

A Year And A Half Later…

Gracie grips my hand under the table as her category is presented. I’m more nervous than she is. My heart is thundering in my chest.

I can’t believe my baby is up for a Pulitzer Prize.

After we had dealt with Hector Contreras and fled back to the hotel, Gracie wasn’t ready to leave El Nicanduras. We returned to the jungle village and stayed there for three weeks, interviewing the locals with the help of a translator and my brilliant girl put together all the pieces of the puzzle, breaking down the complete structure and operation of Los Lobos de la Muerte. She figured out the smuggling network that led all the way to the United States and discovered several political figures who were in on the criminal operation.

Her old boss Walter had fired her when she refused to return to New York, but she knew this was a juicy story and refused to let it go. She stayed at my place in Montana and spent several weeks writing the story while I impatiently waited for her to take breaks so I could ravage her on every surface of my house.

She sold her story to Time Magazine and it made the cover. It was such a big story that it took down eight corrupt politicians and dozens of criminal collaborators all over the US. She had her choice of jobs, but my girl refused them all. She found her passion which was working independently to uncover big complex stories.

I would have followed my girl anywhere on the planet, but I’m glad she chose to stay on my ranch in Montana. It’s been the best year and a half of my life.

Four months ago, we had an adorable baby girl we named Kate and she’s changed our lives for the better. She has my soft brown eyes and her mother’s tenacious personality. I never thought I could love anyone as much as Gracie, but my Kate is really putting that to the test. Sometimes I feel like my heart is so full it’s going to explode.

“The award for international reporting,” the announcer says behind the podium, “goes to a bold, adventurous journalist who changed a country for the better through her daring, fearless work. Through journalism, our winner took down a violent criminal organization, freed an enslaved village, and paved the way for manufacturers to open in the area, which now provides the locals with a better way of life, including the building of new schools and a hospital. For her wonderful international reporting in El Nicanduras, the Pulitzer Prize goes to Gracie Windward.”

I stand up and holler, clapping louder than anyone else as my girl heads to the podium. Tears of pride fill my eyes as I watch her claim her prize.

I’m so proud of her. It’s no surprise that she won. Of course she did, she’s the most amazing woman on the planet.


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