Free Haunted (Wolf Lake) by Alzena Summers

HAUNTED
     
    Book #1 of the Wolf Lake series
    Copyright © 2013 by Alzena Summers
    All rights reserved.
     
    This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit content intended for adults only.  Names, characters, places and events are either fictional or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, places or incidents is entirely coincidental.  The images associated with the cover are stock photos and neither the photographer(s) nor the model(s) endorse this publication.
     
    HAUNTED
    Amelia didn’t look the part of a bereaved widow.  She was young and vibrant, with hair the color of autumn leaves, sparkling blue eyes an d porcelain skin.  At twenty-five years old, she had her whole life ahead of her.  But it was a life she’d planned to spend with her husband, Jake. 
    Her plan – and her world – had come crashing down around her last summer.
    Sometimes when Amelia woke up in the morning she could still hardly believe it.  She’d talk to Jake in her dreams.  He’d seem so close, but then she’d reach out for him and jolt awake, grasping at nothing but the unused pillow beside her. 
    The disappointment that would wash over her as she remembered he was gone was nearly unbearable.  Those first few months had been the toughest.  She’d bury her face in Jake’s pillow and sob until she had nothing left inside her.  The day she’d realized the pillow no longer had Jake’s familiar scent had been particularly difficult.
    She still thought of it as Jake’s pillow.  After all, no one else had used it since that last morning when he’d rolled out of bed, hair askew.  There had been no men since Jake.  How could there be?  Amelia was sure no one else could possibly compare to her deceased husband.
    The pretty redhead had spent a few months in a daze.  Little by little, she’d emerged from the fog that was separating her from the rest of the world…to some extent.  As far as her friends and family were concerned, Amelia was coping well.  Of course, they wanted to see her get back in the saddle and gently urged her to date or at least get out of the house more.  But that was a thought Amelia couldn’t bear to entertain.
    What her loved ones didn’t know was that Amelia couldn’t bear to part with any of Jake’s things.  His clothes still hung in the closet next to hers and his slippers were at the bedside as though they were just waiting for him to come home and slip his feet into them.
    But Jake was never coming home again.  It was a dark, painful reality that Amelia was still struggling to accept, even a year later.
    It was summertime.  As the long weekend approached, Amelia fondly recalled the hot, sweltering summers she’d spent with Jake at their cabin. 
    The cabin at Wolf Lake had been Jake’s parents ’.  He’d talked about it often, reminiscing about the good old days.  He’d spent every summer for his entire childhood at that cabin.  When his parents had given it to Jake as a wedding gift, he’d gotten a little choked up.
    They’d only had the cabin for two far-too-short summers, but the time they’d spent out there together had been magical. 
    Amelia still blushed when she recalled the way her husband would wake her up in the mornings by crawling underneath the bed sheet and nuzzling his unshaven face against her bare breasts.  He loved that she slept naked and she loved waking up slowly to him planting gentle kisses all over her body.
    Once she was fully awake, he’d move lower, eventually burying his face between Amelia’s shapely thighs as she moaned in delight and clutched at his wild, uncombed hair. 
    After his skilful tongue had licked Amelia to an intensely satisfying orgasm, Jake would climb on top of her and thrust his stiff manhood deep into her slick, quivering folds.  She’d cling to him, her hips moving in time with his as he made love to her with the morning sun streaming in the window.
    Usually there would be an encore in the