The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

k: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Forty–Eight

ROSE

Bartlett’s jaw lightens and after a strung out moment of silence in which I’ve been holding my breath, he downs both glasses of liquor himself. Placing both tumblers on the coffee table in front of me, he plaps down next to me on the sofa.

Tell you about Roman, he repeats my request like it’s a joke, even smiling when he looks at me. “Why do you care about Roman, Princess?”

My eyes narrow on him as I study his demeanor. Does he think I’m stupid? ‘My family is a member of an Elite Hunting Club called the Elder Few. One of our instructors, one of the council members, his name is Roman and after what Delilah said at that house…about Cane…I’m curious, because Roman took Cane as his personal second. Most pledges are made to train with all the Elders. Cane was picked especially for exclusive training. If something happened to Cane, it’s easy to assume something may have happened to Roman. So tell me about him. Tell me about this Roman that your brothers‘ are holding.”

His eyes sparkle at me in the dim light, a lazy smile stretching across his lips. “An Elite Hunting Club, is that what you people call it?”

You people? What?

“Yes, I hiss. “That’s what we call it.”

He laughs, his hand going from his lap to the top of my thigh where he begins drawing little figure eights over the fabric of my jeans. I ignore the tremble of pleasure I get from it, keeping my face hard and guarded.

“You’re done being a hunter, babygirl,” he whispers, meeting my eyes. “I won’t let you go back to that. I told you so in the hospital.”

What is he talking about?

“You don’t own me, Bartlett,” I say carefully.

His hand freezes. “Oh no? Well, you definitely own me,” he says so quietly I’m not sure he meant for me to hear. Taking a deep breath, he slides his hand in between my thighs and pushes it up against my jean clad slit. “I kidnapped you, remember? You’re mine. I’ll keep you here until you realize that if I have to.”

kidnapped me to

studies me, stroking the press of his hand up and down my sex and causing me to wiggle despite my promising myself not to. It feels good, really good and before I

the long run, yeah, that’s true. I kidnapped you to protect you from being arrested, because your entire ‘Club‘ is going down soon enough and if you’re with them when they do…” he trails off, his gaze falling from my eyes to my lips. “And yes, you would have been arrested at the hospital when you woke up, so

him breathlessly, my legs falling open just a touch as his stroking becomes more

a heady masculine scent that has me feeling a bit dizzy. “Because

it and tugging me forward so that I’m basically laying down. Then he climbs over the top of me, drawing one muscular thigh forward to separate my legs as he settles above me, most of his weight is resting on his forearms, but the lower half of him is heavily pressed into me. As I pant for breath beneath him I can feel the urgent steel of his erection pushing into my thigh. My hips thrust upward reflexively and my hands go up to clutch his powerful chest. His shirt sticks to him like a

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ginana, grinding homell

start, but he choses that

dancing with my mom as his

stan are wantonly. Moisture erupts between my legs

and I gap against his mouth,

air as I feel the

his hot mouth over my car where he begins to nibble and

of my pants to stroke over my bare sex. My clit pulses and I moan, my hips jutting upward and into the heat

nipping at the side of my neck. “So wet for me. My body goes slack as his fingers begin to circle my bud of pleasure and I can

want that. I want him just as insane as he’s making me, so I draw one hand out of his shirt and close it over the top erection. He spasms against

in the kitchen and we both freeze, panting against each other like there aren’t other people in the house.

this. I’m going to take care of

a bite of my

on the second floor. The entire way he watches me, his eyes a glowing blue that almost seems unnatural. Once inside, he kicks the door shut and deposits

begin to feel nervous with him staring at me the way he is and I sit up against