The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Eighteen

CANE

Satisfied that she means what she says, I fear my eyes away from hers al drag my gaze lower the heading beneath me and seen anything more beautiful. My ryes catch on the swell of her breasts behind the thick cotton sweater and I want to tear it off of her, but I’m not a lion shifter so I doubt it would go so well. I’ll bet she could tear mine though, especially with those nails of hers.

Fuck, she is sexy.

want to keep you under me forever, I confess, stroking one hand down from her face to graze her neck. “Just in case you decide

change your mind about me

“That would never happen,” she whispers. “That’s not how mates work.

“No?” I ask, reaching down to caress her stomach under the sweater, “foes that mean you’re stuck with me?

“That means you’re stuck with me. Because I’m more than a little territorial. I can be kind of….

“Evil? I suggest, smoothing my

my hand upward to trace the underside of one breast with my thumb.

She histes, “Sometimes. Maybe.”

“Figures,” I say, “So then all I have to do if I want some girl killed, is flat with her?”

She tenses, one hand reaching down to grasp my wrist and push it higher so I can cup her full breasts, I hum with approval, my dick spiking against the outside of her thigh as I grip the splt heavy flesh of her mounds. Gayle grumbles, “That’s really not funny, I nearly mangled your sister in the creek because I thought she might be your girlfriend.”

I can’t help but giggle. “You’re not serious.”

“Ask her,” she says.

I stare into her liquid gold eyes, my hand on her breasts still kneading he is serious. I squeeze a bit harder and she gasps. “I want to fuck you so bad right now, but I know there isn’t time.”

“We can be quick,” she whispers, biting her lip.

1. me.

Fuck. She’s perfect for e

“Hut I don’t want to be quick,” I rasp, dipping my head down to kiss her. I want to take forever”

“Well I want to have both,” she argues, drawing her leg up to trap both of mine inside.

“But I’m a virgin, remember?” I tease, falling against her and bucking against her sex. She her too many clothes on. “You have to go easy on

She laughs into my mouth, then distracts me with her teeth on my earlobe while she reaches into the front of my shorts and palms my dick. I groan su lood 1 hear Delilah fake retching in the kitchen.

“God that feels good,” I whisper, pushing myself into her hand as pleasure zaps through me.

“Yes it does,” she agrees.

Gayle continues to kiss me, her mouth going lower and tasting my thro. All I can do is moan into my pillow as she continues to massage

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1. like her hostage, not being able to move at all

continues to work my shaft. Jesus.” I hiss, pushing myself harder and harder into her hand. Then she stills and I nearly start weeping. Don’t stop,” I whine. “Why

A car I think,” she says,

-shit.

How far?

“Half a mile.”

hand out of her shirt and lower my shorts. Closing my hand over hers, I continue to stroke myself.

down, her eyes going black with heat as she whimpers at the sight. That’s all it takes. A surge of arousal rides up my spine, pleasure barreling into me as I slam my lips down on hers. I

I mumble, wrapping my arms around

in jeans and a black t–shirt and Gayle in a pair

more

definitely likes me a little than I thought. Because Gayle is like

the front of my shirt so prominently I almost want to grab her a sweater instead of my shirt.

by the door and snatching her into my arms before she can open it. “He’s a shifter too, isn’t he?” She leans back into me and I slide my hands up the front of her,

trasts.

she shudders, pushing her tight round ass against the front of my jeans.

him staring at my nipples,” I whisper, kissing

to worry about that,” she chuckles. “He’s pretty devoted to your sister.”

of her words settling

She’s his mate

shifter’s mate? It’s one thing for me to have a

right,” Gayle says, turning around in my arms and studying my face.

she can’t see the conflict in my eyes. “Nothing, I lie. “Let’s go.”

her is not going to be something I get away with. I sigh, pushing her into the

I admit, then kiss her lips

him to pass judgment,” Gayle

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don’t like

spirit animal and tear off his head for

heartily and I can’t help but smile back at her, “Come on!”

the dining room there is an incredible spread set out

to get all this done in the hour had to work with. Even more so that she actually cooked the meat that she

looks amazing!” Gayle says, taking a seat,

the kitchen and I hear my name whispered more

to Gayle, I call out to my sister, “What, no grass? What

Behind her looms a beast of scle to suggest the

than hers are and for some reason I don’t think of a

I see

TA woll

of them. The wolves of Port Orchard that Roman was telling me about. The pack

sights set

He thinks it will be the

from me

next to hers. Before I

into his