The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Twenty–Six.

FELIX

It’s late and I’m quietly dazing, but I hear him the moment he returns. The low rumble of his voice that is more bass than Baritone seensed to strum the chords inside of me, igniting my nerve endings from my fingers to my Ines and everywhere in between. Alerting me to his presence.

Sitting there in his office alone for the past hour, I had very little to keep my mind busy, My thoughts kept circling back toward the powerful male that I met in the hospital. The sheriff of my wet dreams, Rainier. When he felt here to arrest lector, I’m not going to lie, some part of use was worried. Not for Hector, no, of course not. But… the sexy, no nonsense sheriff himself. Ewe met many a man who thought he could save me from Hector and sadly, none of them are alive today.

But although I was worried for the sheriff, something also told me that this man, Rainier, was different. There was just something about him that screamed danger. Like warning bells that ring upon first sight of a ileadly animal and glow like a self destruct button in the silence of his eyes. A dark brooding stare that is darker than any gaze have ever seent. The brown of them is just a bare shade darker than the black pupils of their center.

I can’t help but wonder what those eyes look like in the middle of an orgasm… God… just the thought is enough to make me cross my legs. III bet he’s the type that doesn’t close his eyes when fucking you. I bet… he’s the type that gets off on watching you cum

Jesus Felix, calm your

At the sound of his heavy booted feet coming toward the office door, I hopped out of my seat and ran my fingers through my hair in front of the mirror. Plumping my lips and adjusting my unkempt appearance as he stepped in from the front office.

“Miss.” I hear him say, “er–uh, Felix…” He closes the door behind him and I turn around. He points toward the seat in front of his desk “Have a seat please. I have a few questions about our friend Hector.”

I swallow my nerves, stepping away from the couch and settling in one of the soft leather arm chairs. “D–did you catch him? Please, please, please tell me he didn’t get away!

Rainier takes a seat behind his desk, jaw flexing as he leans back in his chair. His heavily muscled thighs shift as he legs spread and before I can stop myself, my mouth drops open appreciatively. The bulge there. Just at the center. For some reason, I can’t seem to tear my gaze,

away.

when do cops wear such

carefully, the white

to stick around here much longer. Because the moment Hector’s boss finds out he’s locked up, he’ll be sending his lawyers to get him out and once hes out…all bets are off for me. I won’t get away. So as much as I love the thought of this delicious lawman in front of me, that’s all he’s ever going to be. A thought. A fantasy. A CILF (Cop Id like to fuck) if you will

shaking his head. “Not so fast. I need a little more information from

gush out, hardly able to contain my anxiety. I want out of

be a crack in the ice of his ona as his

his throat, clamping his eyes shut as he draws in a sharp breath. “Uh… L… um…” he trails off, clenching the edges of his desk with his large hands before shaking his head. It takes a moment before he opens his eyes again and centers his bored gaze on my face instead of my tanned legs. “I put out an APB on you after watching the interior footage from the club. I didn’t get a hit. But after watching the tape, it was clear to me that my assumptions about you were very wrong,” the

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mean that I don’t almost crap my pants. He thought I’d been kidnapped God, if only that were the case. Then he might actually feel sorry for me… he might even want to rescue me the way

on. “I apologize for that by the way. It was completely unprofessional of me to judge you the way

excuse for it.

“I’m used to it. Not to mention, despite what happened in the club today, he wasn’t completely wrong in his assessment of me. After all, I have sold myself in the past of my own free will. Only once… but as luck would have it… that’s all it took for me to find myself trapped in

lighting with fire. “But I need to know–how did a beautiful girl like you get mixed up

just know it. And if I have to get up, he will know

and for a moment I think

Knowing that I have to get out of here as soon as humanly possible, I press on. “I um… well… someone who was once very close to powed Hector’s people a lot of money. So I… L…” I trail off, cursing myself as unwanted memories

to sleep with Hector to save that someone’s life.”