Three Fated Hearts by LNC

Chapter 69

~Mark~

*TAP*

*TAP*

*TAP*

*TAP*

This is so damn annoying. Jenna has been sitting in the back of the office, staring at me since I’ve been here. When the twins left, I figured the door opening was the first meeting they wanted me to handle in their place after putting me in charge. I was very wrong; it was Jenna. She walked into the office, didn’t say a word, and sat in the back of the room.

Jenna has been sitting there through 3 meetings, saying nothing. The tapping just started about 20 minutes ago. Jenna is tapping her nail on the back of her phone. It’s a bit annoying, but I’m more interested in what Jenna will do next.

I continue to work, not looking or speaking to her. I make sure the patrol schedules are taken care of and factor in the specifics from my earlier meetings. I want to make sure the twins are set up with everything when they get back. A throat clears, causing me to look up.

eyes are burning into me, but she says nothing. I look at her for a bit before returning my eyes to the paperwork. A throat clears again, and I slowly look up at Jenna. She continues to stare and say nothing. Jenna finally speaks before my eyes drop

to say.” Jenna sighs and

been sitting here this entire

one asked

for you stop being busy.” I slant my head and look

“Why?”

you can admit

looks back at me, I can see a fire in her eyes. She stands

reject me. I’d say that was a pretty big mistake.” I put my pen down and push my chair from the desk. Jenna’s eyes stay on me as I stalk toward her. I push her into the wall gently. Jenna’s hand automatically grips my

has been quite a struggle with him lately. The sparks I feel on my nose, and lips feel so good and are making me so hard. I gulp but continue my movements. I’m watching Jenna, and her eyes are closed. Her breathing is getting heavier, and she is letting small

grabbing her left b****t. I knead it and pinch her n****e a few times. Jenna’s hands get tight around my biceps. I let my hand fall further down her slim torso. I can hear her breath catching as I make my way further. She is wearing shorts with

harder. I slip my

and out while letting my mouth caress her neck. I insert another finger and continue to stroke the inside of her. Jenna is moaning openly and meeting the thrust of my fingers. I let my tongue graze her neck before targeting her marking spot. I start to suck and nibble at the marking

jeans and walk out of the office, listening to Jenna’s exasperated cries. Cato is whimpering in my head, so I put a block up. I need

~Tia~

gone; is he already claimed? I swear I’m going to start to hyperventilate, and

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