The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Forty–Two

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Two Hundred Forty–Two

Seriously? Wu think Delilah is beaitiful and

a little afraid to speak at this

can feel the strength of my words in the hardness of my dick. She gasps, her eyelids fluttering as a low fire begins to burn in her eyes. “You though,” I start, my voice coming out husky and dark, “you’ve had my attention from the moment I saw you at that campsite. Even when you were wearing all those layers of clothing–she blushes and I smirk-“and I thought you were quite a bit thicker than you actually are. My eyes just couldn’t move past you. I knew right then that I would do anything to protect you. I’d never seen anyone with more

you

to her or not, but if she does, it doesn’t register and her hand comes up, her fingers sifting through my beard. “You wanted me?” she asks. “You saw

“And you have no idea what it does to me to hear that I get to be your first…” I trail off, opening my eyes to study her face. I know all she asked for was a kiss, but I need her to see my meaning in my eyes. “It

looks away nervously. She is so pure and so innocent, Holy shit. I never asked how old she is, but I’m not even sure I care at this point. Fuck. What if she’s like seventeen? The thought is more than a bit sobering, but not enough that I move away from her. But no, wait a minute. Doc Rhodes told me she was eighteen and there’s no way he would have lied about that. “How old are you, Rose?” I ask, stroking one hand over her legs toward her rear and reveling in the feel of her rounded hips

she asks bravely, reaching up with one arm to grab my shoulder as she tilts her chin toward my face, placing her incredibly kissable lips mere inches from my own. feel her warm hand slide possessively over the back of my neck beneath my curls and I shudder, groaning when her nails scratch into

to see her pink tongue dart out against her lips. My hand slides over the front of her stomach to rest just beneath

with pleasure.

to kiss her. I wanted to wait until she knew what I

to die.

more like a

you promise me something?” I ask, stifling a groan as she shifts against me and her boobs push against