You’re Not My Mate (Poison Wolves MC #3) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Fantasy/Sci-fi, MC, Paranormal, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Poison Wolves MC Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
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Touching the nipples, he teased the full peaks, as he kissed along her neck, and then going to the opposite side, trying to learn what made her tick. He wanted to learn every inch of her body so he knew what to do to drive her wild.

The scent of her arousal filled the air, and although he wanted to spend every waking second on those gorgeous tits, he knew he wanted to feel her sweet pussy. He kept one hand at her tits, and the other began to trail down, going between her thighs.

Cupping between her legs, he groaned her name and then slid a single finger between her slit. He traced across her tiny nub, and then stroked back and forth, hearing her moan. She shook within his arms, and Rocco had a feeling Rose had never been touched before.

“Rose?” he asked.

He knew he was running the risk of ruining this by just speaking, but he needed to know the truth.

“Yes.” It was so breathy and sexy.

“Are you a virgin?” he asked.

“Yes.”

It was an answer he wanted, and he knew he’d been given a gift he didn’t deserve.

Rose was his. All his. And she was the true gift, which he was only just seeing.

Stroking between the lips of her sex, he focused on her clit, wanting to bring her as much pleasure as possible.

Each time she filled the air with his name, it was like a gift he had been given. He didn’t want to ever hear her stop.

Rocco didn’t know if it was because they were mates, or that by some magical touch he knew her body, but he stroked her in such a way that she melted against him, and with a few strokes of his fingers, she came apart, screaming his name.

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“I don’t like this,” Alpha said.

“You know the first snow is going to come. Those cages are not the place for a human,” Rose said.

“He’s not entirely human anymore. Are people forgetting that?” Alpha asked.

“No, I’m not forgetting that, but you cannot leave him in those cages.”

“Okay, look, Rose, I know you want to help, but you’ve only cleaned up the mess. You’ve not seen the full extent of what these … things do,” Enzo said, putting his knitting on his lap.

Rose sighed. They were at the Poison Wolves MC main clubhouse. Agatha and Amelia had thought she came to see them, but she hadn’t. She’d never been close to girls, no, that wasn’t accurate, she’d never been good at making friends, period. She’d come to approach Alpha in the hope of taking Graham back to her place, hoping to acclimate him a little better.

There was no way they were going to be able to let him go back and live as a human.

They may not know what he was, but he certainly wasn’t human. All the time she was making her case, she felt very much aware of Rocco. Last night had been … very intense. There hadn’t been any sex, but Rocco had touched her everywhere, all over her body, and she had loved every second of it.

He’d brought her to multiple orgasms, and then, when she couldn’t stand it any longer, he’d stopped, and they had fallen asleep in each other’s arms. It was like a dream come true.

This is what she’d always wanted with her mate, as well as sex, but she figured they might get to that. Soon. She didn’t know.

There were still times she was mad at him and hated his guts, and other times, all she wanted to do was get naked and make babies. Yep, her mind was confused when it came to Rocco. Graham, on the other hand, felt like an easy, safe topic.

“I get that you guys have seen everything that’s happened, and I’m not going to take that away from you, but Graham has not reacted the same way others have. He’s still going strong.”

“This is not unusual,” Draco said. “We’ve had some that have lasted a few months.”

“And then…” Enzo did an explosion noise. “It is not easy, and you’re going to become attached to it.”

“His name is Graham,” she said, glaring at Enzo.

“It’s easier to not think of them with names.”

Rose put her hands on her hips, and then Rocco did surprise her.

“I think it is a good idea,” Rocco said, coming to stand beside her.

Alpha’s eyes rose. “This, coming from the same guy who said we had to put them all out of their misery?”

“Yeah, and guess what, I was wrong.” He shrugged. “We all can’t deny that Graham is not like the others, and we can’t let him rot in the cages.”

“He’s barely been in our care,” Boyan said.

“But he’s already different. None of you guys can deny it. Normally, they’re screaming and begging. The pain is unbearable for them. They cannot even stand cooked food. Everything must be raw, and we see them dying right before our eyes. Graham is stronger than even his human side looked. We’ve all seen the picture. He is different. He has reacted differently. Now, I don’t know what makes him different, but while we’re trying to keep him alive, we’ve got to get him used to being near the pack.”


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