The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

DOMONIC

What do you mean you’re not coming? | hiss into the phone as quietly as I can. After Koda and I unloaded the Hummer, I took off into the woods to make

of private phone calls. One of which was threatening to cost me my new phone. Forcing myself to gentle my grip on the damn thing. I take a deep calming beach. “ pive the reder. We are all to be present for this thing.”

“If I go… and I have to see that och and her spoiled beat of a daughter, Ill unload a home of her bullets into each of their beads,” Rainier apes. 7 mean, fuck. Domenic! Who are they living with??? My dad?”

I sigh, massaging my temple as a headache threatens to surfwy. I don’t know. When Tama ambushed me in the store, Draven was with me. I didn’t wa talking to be.

Kainiet chockles. Good. I hope Draven kills her.”

“Well, Draven is the one

– one who need you here. Not me. My dad says this is the best way to keep her safe in my absence and I

hast bring her the fock home, Dom! Screw that fucking dog pound they ve bail. I hear the shattering of glass before he growls into the phone angrily. Fucking – Christ¦ 11) do it,” he says. “Il be there. For Draven. But if that bitch, or my cheating prick of a father tries to talk to me, I’ll snap their necks and damn the

“Til talk to my dad. I’ll tell him to keep her away from you.”

I can practically see Rainier counting his bullets over the phone. And find out if my dad’s the one who brought her over. Find out if he’s taken her an his

I nod: I promise. But you have to get here to find out or III take the knowledge to the gave brother”

“Fuck you. Don‘

“Once more thing,” I say as I head back toward the cottage. I buried something s

behind the station. Right outside the dumpeon door. I seed

What is it

1 smile to myself as approach the backyard gate leading to Dravens age. “A ring bought it for Draven the day I fucked myself I marked the spot with Shouldn’t be hard to End.”

Rainier laugh. “You marked it? Not with your piss I hope.”

Just bring

Yn, Alphu Domonic live to

Fuck you dickhead

door. Her eyes inter me and I take a moment to relish the way

upon sight

got her frying pan out and

I say, smiling as she wraps herself and me. Her breasts

scent is the only thing

moment, I be up into my am and „_„_ward her bedroom. Have you eaten yet?” I ask

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Chapter Eighty–Nine

throat as she

her bedroom, I kick the door

and set her down on the comt of the bed. “Good, because it’s

frail, biting

eyes the front of my pants. “Donsonic, no, she warms, crossing

to deny

he gone to

baby. Please Dropping to my knees in front of her I stroke my hands over the velvet of her legs, moaning

and Koda are in the kitchen, she

li protests, her head has fallen back and her legs have uncrossed. Sliding my hands greedily anay die hare skin of her thighs, I move closer. Rubbing and massaging until she’s laying flat on her back with her knees bent over the edge of the

herself up on

her elbows and giving me a tantalizing view of her hardened nipples through her shirt. Im not going to fuck

my shirt and pans her back down on the bed with one hand while using the other to drag sleeveless top down over her breasts. The sight of them frives me. They’re just as perfect as I remember. My phone rings in my buck pocket, but 1 ignore in that I demuldn’t.

she moans, and that’s what does it

this moment. It’s been more than thirty days since I tasted her and I want to savor every drop of her honey. The beauty of beer tais my Barath away as 1 pump one finger then two into her pussy with measured strokes. She tighter than I remember, if that’s possible and the realization sends a message stranda to my balls. Fuck, I want to bury myself in her

my tongue lashes her, circling the hud of

tips of them over her the center of

perfect unison with every stroke of my td. Fuck Sh shouts and I smile against

leaving as I press her upward on the bed and kneel between her legs. Her eyes snap open,

entrance. The tip of my dick already

of my body has my spine tingling with need. Her hands fit the bed covers as she

within the searing heat of her core. “Jesus Christ,” I spit, my hands latching oman ter knees with a bruising grip and I pump in and out of her with more viciousness than I intended. I wanted to take it slow, but I don’t think is possibe the raises her hign, covering her mouth with her hands as I plunge deeper and deeper inside. For some mason, the sigh of her fighting to stay silent pulm me over the edge att release her knees to clutch her hips to mine as I pound into her feverishly. The momes her climax hits, her inner walls become viselike, swollen with pressure explode into a river of black starlight. My

before falling next to her still form on the

to mark her again, I should have, and I would have if there

between gasps I

my teeth. “And I think – no more pretending. We are together.” Her body tenses as if she’s about to argue, but I stop her by reaching down to grab her naked mound

lonely perceptible nod sparks a