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. being able to move at all because her touch is that gratifying

latching onto the side of her neck as she continues to work my shaft. Jesus.” I hiss, pushing myself harder and harder into her

car I think,” she

-shit.

How far?

“Half a mile.”

of her shirt and lower my shorts. Closing my

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 explode behind her hand, groaning into her mouth and ruining her sweatsuit. My body writhes against her as 1 pant for breath, my hips grinding into her to curb the edge of my climax.

need a new sweatsuit,” I mumble, wrapping my arms around her and

in jeans and a black t–shirt and Gayle

more

glimpsing her body when she changed, I’m pretty sure I might be one of God’s anointed. He or she definitely likes me a little than I

prominently I almost want to grab her a sweater instead of

up behind her 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

trasts.

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

nipples,” I whisper, kissing her

that,” she chuckles.

freeze, the implication of her words

She’s his mate

me to have a shifter mate, it’s a little different thinking

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

can’t see the conflict in

falls and right away I fee that lying to her is not going to be something I get away with. I sigh, pushing her into the door and pressing my forehead against hers.

just worry about her is all, I admit, then

you meet him to pass judgment,”

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don’t

spirit animal and tear off his

can’t help but

dining room there is an incredible spread set out on the table. Biscuits

able to get all this done in the hour had

looks amazing!” Gayle says,

kitchen

out to my sister, “What, no grass? What will you

my question. Behind her looms a beast of scle to suggest the regular consumption of steroids. He’s good looking. I suppose,

are a bit more yellow than hers are and for some

I see

TA woll

as I realize he’s one of them. The wolves of Port Orchard that Roman was telling me about. The pack of Alphas

had his sights set on for

it will be the greatest coup

from me

I even realize what I’m

glaring into his