The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 – No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Fifty–One

ROSE

The moment I say it, he curses, his eyes glittering as they watch me. “This is going to hurt at first, Princess. There’s no getting around that

part.

I open my mouth to tell him that it’s okay, that I can take it, but he thrusts forward and all of my words disappear. A sharp tearing pain forces a scream out of me that he swallows behind his lips. I can feel him. All of him. He’s throbbing inside of me and I feel so full as I gasp for breath behind his lips. “Oh God,” I cry softly, as my body adjusts to him.

That’s it. I’m not a virgin anymore.

Do all first kisses end up this way?

“Shh,” he murmurs, rocking his hips side to side. “It’s okay baby girl. I’ve got you. The pain shouldn’t Jast long. At least I hope it won’t, because I’m dying to get moving inside of you.”

I moan, realizing that the pain is almost gone already. My hips jerk upward, searching for release, and my eyes glaze over as they cling to his powerful shoulders and trace over the tattoos on his chest. He’s so perfect. Can someone like him really want me? Want to put babies

in me?

‘I’ve already marked you as mine. And you will remain mine.‘ His words haunt me in such a way that they have my thoughts spiraling out of control. Something about what he said should disturb me, but instead it makes me that much more aroused.

“Move,” I command him. “Please move,” I moan, leaning up to trap his bottom lip between my teeth.

He growls, not missing a beat as he begins to slowly stroke in and out of me, causing my pleasure center to swell and rise. I can’t stop the shouts of ecstasy from erupting from my mouth as he increases his pace and his groans join my outcry of rapture.

“I’m going to explode baby,” he groans into my mouth. “Come with me.

That’s all it takes for stars to light behind my eyes and my muscles to clench around him. His mouth falls toward my neck and for a moment I think I feel something sharp caress my pulse point and send me into overdrive. He pounds into me and I lose myself into oblivion, forgetting everything that ever came before him in that instant. All my worries, all my fears, they disappear as I feel him latch onto my neck with a growl and a sharp nip of his teeth pushes me toward blackness.

“I think I love you,” I whisper like a fool, as I fall into the deep and all I can feel are his lips on my neck.

“Thank fucking God,” he murmurs as I pass out.

CANE

There’s a light behind my eyes as I wake, but it’s not quite morning and can feel that. I can also feel the press of a very warm, very feminine body against mine and I know without thinking who it is.

Gayle.

smell her. The potently fresh scent of her invades my senses and realize

But where?

is? That she’s here with me?

my eyes, I stretch my arms around her, pulling her in close and blanketing myself in her softness before

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Id be happy just to stay here

can’t have that. When Roman

Roman…

Shit!

all of my memories come crashing back.

remember is being in the jeep, sitting next to Gayle. Right before she and my sister went over the edge of the cliff. But they didn’t though, and Although I can’t

But it is.

for them both as Gayle erupted into the front seat and began to steer the jeep in the wrong direction. Then…I must have reached for her. I must

aren’t I

I die on the floor in

But not in

suddenly have the urge to run and climb

remember being ripped open to the point of no return –

know without a doubt that that must be what has happened. Did she really? Did she get there in time

me. I can remember the ache of pain and longing as I watched her come to pieces over my dead body. The rage that ensued when I tried to, but couldn’t touch her. When I realized she couldn’t hear me

I’d followed her when her brother put her into the back of the jeep, petting her head the entire time. Oblivious to anything

remember her screaming and crying for me. I

inside of her. It was odd and energy depleting. So depleting that what happened

saved them. Because now we’re

to leave her I’ve somehow concocted a heightened sense

I’m still gone and I simply wrapped

them to be. It’s still dark out, and the room around me is draped in shadow, but for some reason I can see every single

the fuck? I

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cast in sort of glowing for. The trees were blurry, the cars and people,

what I see has my blood heating and my

swake,

My heart? What?