The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Three Hundred One

GAYLE

I think we drove your brother out of the house, Kitty cat, Cane says from above me, his shaft still pulsing deep between my legs

Circling his hips, his eyes grow dark as they settle on my boobs and he dips his head downward to take one nipple between his teeth I moan, scratching at his back as the pleasure of his lips becomes more intense. I’m not going to even ask how you know that.”

His tongue plays over the sensitive peak and I feel him hardening inside of me again, one of his hands riding up alongside my ribs to cup the swell of my breast greedily. Tuck, kitty cat. I want to put babies in you. Stroking his fangs upward and over my collarbone, he begins pumping inside of me again, feasting on my neck as he groans, “Maybe we’ll have twins, like your friend. Stroking deeper, his thrusts become more powerful, my headboard banging against the wall with the force of his excitement. “Or maybe… triplets. Fuck…” he growls, pounding into me harder. “I love the way you feel beneath me.”

Triplets? What the fuck is he talking about?

And who’s having twins?

What?

I start to ask him, but that’s when he decides to slam his mouth down over mine and plunge deeper than before, dragging my hips up from the bed so that he can explode as far back inside of me as possible. When the hot flood of his release splashes against my walls, that’s all it takes for me to come again and I scream my climax loud enough to shatter glass.

Taedora’s angry voice bellows down the hall, “It’s eleven in the fucking

morning!!! For fuck’s sake!”

• Ignoring her, my hands stroke over the muscles of Cane’s back as he stills inside of me and I smile.

God I love this man.

He is panting in my ears while trembling above me, the exquisite feel of his powerful chest pushing down on my breasts reeking havoc inside my core. I flip him onto his back and straddle his girth. He smiles up at me, his expression lazy and sated as his hands cup my breasts and he bites his lip. “Fuck… you are beautiful, Gayle. I love you so much. In so many ways.” He thrusts upward, gripping my buttocks to keep me sealed against him as his eyes flash with new heat. “All ways… and positions…”

With a chuckle, I grind down on him, making him tense and hiss. “I love you too, but…” I suck my lip into my mouth and moan as his hips jerk upward and roll into my own. “Jesus… that’s good.”

“Fuck yes it is,” he groans, guiding me into a steady rhythm as his cock swells with new life. “Damn it…”

“Taedora’s going to hunt you. She’s going to try and behead you of my penis,” I say tauntingly.

“Mmm…” With his hands tightening on my hips, he snarls, “She’d never be able to catch me, baby.”

He’s right. As a shifter, Cane is a force to be reckoned with.

A beast in the forest and in the bedroom.

“Fuck,” I gasp. Moaning as my back arches and my head tips back, my mind goes hazy with lust and I decide to forgo my question about the mysterious twins in favor of another orgasm. Losing myself in my mate, I come undone and ride him like a bull into oblivion.

ANASTACIA

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house. My gaze flicks over the ten bags of clothing in the backseat, wondering if there’s any chance he’s angry over the money that we spent Could that he the reason for his prolonged silence? Sadly, I can’t use my new gifts on him because he’s my mate, so I’m simply left wondering

his dick.

girls who sucked cock weren’t ever respected. They were popular enough with the guys, for sure, but they were talked about like they were garbage. Could I

bought, but he insisted. There were shoes, jeans, sweaters, tops, jackets… lingerte… a house robe for Goddess sake! All of which I picked out by myself, and all of which

inside, but he never did. When I finally emerged fully dressed, my

sexy I might look, nor a suggestive smirk in my direction. It was awful,

in favor of gazing out at the rain. It’s pouring now. Coming down hard like

nagging at me and it feels like a warning.

Draco just up and leave?

his shadow form, why would he

two years on me… he wouldn’t

Are shadow hounds drawn to powerful Mystics the way that sharks

to blood in the water?

have to assume they are.

warriors maybe? Could it be that I haven’t actually

gasp out, the possibility of Draco leaving to gather more hounds suddenly

is it?” Paul asks, finally granting

a number of

at hand. The shadow hounds. “I’m just starting to wonder if I’ve met all

on the road. “Couldn’t he have just called them if that were

it. That’s

inside telling me that it wasn’t as easy as all that. No. Draco would have to do something… some sort of ritual… and on the night

Paul says shortly, as if it’s some common knowledge that every being should possess.

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not, but you’re a damn Mystic, Ana, and it definitely

bite me,

quietly. So then

would he board a plane in the midst of his hunt for me?

just lost one of his pack to these

the sea must have pissed him off something fierce. He wouldn’t just leave with his tail tucked between his legs. So then, why would he?

I slap both hands over my mouth to prevent myself from

My sister.

Chelsea.

any magic, but does

he… would he use her to get

Ana,

the dash and

you doing, Anastacia?”

I command. “What’s your