The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

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19.48 Wed, Nov 13

The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates

Chapter Twenty-Seven

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| wake up on Domonic’s hand smooth chest. He is fast asleep, his heart hudding wildly in my ears causingto

Hresting heartrate crazy!

“What the fuck? | whisper.

Tuming my body around to face his sleeping form, | place a hand over his heart and sli

tri calm himself. He doesn’t so much as tw% DE

mind powers of totally nonmagical being. Probably on-thed. The man really needs to get moor sleep...

The events of the night before suddenly flash, though my mind and my mood fakers, hit,” I lens.

| almost left last night. | really wanted to. Pat Domonic demanding to know all those things the way he did, didn’t

really make much sette the sadden need to know who live fucked! Who my eors were???

If | stay which honestly, | do want to do - then | will hot plenty of questions for this asshole when he wakes up.

But just now, as | take in the compin early maming sun, just barely filtering in from the windows edges, and the

steady stand fall of Demonic’s powerfully cut chest, all my

Heide know hemd up

the

smiling down at him, | lean forward to place my lips gently on his Kissing him sly, while stroking one hand over

the side of his face. Lifting my head. | allow mysel to stuck him the way | ye wanted to since | met him. He is so

beautiful like this Auburn hair unbound and softly feathered against the pillow. High sealpred naturally arched

and slashed devastatingly over his barely tied eyes. His lashes are chicker than | realized-prominently resting

upon his cheeks. As migu trails over the place the duvet covers his waistline and the remarkably large bulge that

is dentered there my insides coll Heart stuttering in my chest, | bite my and slide my hand ever one blanketed

cutter thigh and toward the seat of his virility. The closer my fingers get to it, the ligger it becomes and | have to

stifle a moan as his hips jerk upward in his sleep.

Holy shit. | want to tacht

Watching his face for any sign of his waking, | grase my hand over the hardness of he shaft, my mouth watering

at the strength of his unconscious response. | stroke him over the blanket slowly, careful not to squeeze more

than a feather’s touch. With every inch | trace over, his cock comes to life. Hardening and expanding with a heat

that is ely felt above the coverings. My breath is coming in faster, my eyes ging henry as my palm costs the

head of his dick and | moan just a breath above a whisper

fast as | begin to stroke downward, toward the base of of his pleasure, he grab my wat

1 pas, my eyes daring in shock as he lipsonto my back and presses his hips into mine. “Shit,” | hiis, biting

down on my botim lip and staring up into his

ne

He doesn’t smile, doesn’t speak - just presses one knee between my thighs to string are heavily muscled leg

under mine. Trappingagainst the bed with the book of his ankle, he gruam, his hips rolling against my center

eliciting another mean from my lips.

Staring into my eyes as his hips continued their mechanical ministrations, rotating and pressing in to my heat,

he asks. “Do you forgivefor at night?

I nod

The fire in his gate dances across the crop top | am still wearing, his erection pushing against my most sensitive

parts through my pants. God, how | want you,” he whispers, almost as if in wonder, “I want to sink into your heat

and bury myself in you until | forget every fucking thing else in my world.”

Thimie,” I moon, battling back and lifting my hips to meet his

“Fuck,” he hisses, pressing his forehead against mine before sliding a hand under my into liftinto the circular

torture of his hips.

“God,” | whimper, the interse sensations he is creating getting the better ofas hands shout out to grip the

muscles of his arms.

“I could cum just like this, he whispers, his head dipping in next to my ear and his 1 groan, his teeth nibbling,

rating. | slide one hand over the back of his neck, putting feverish in intensity, his weight cnahing into me. |

wouldnt even have to enter you

It steuning the side of my face. His mouth clamps down on my neck and his mouth in Lighter against the side of

my throat. His movements become

cum,” he addit

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says, pats asf he

himself'a not to me. Lifting his

head to watch my face, he begins to

stroke and caress and fireinto

oblivion. His fingers sliding over the

top of my shit to bathe themselves in

my wetness. My hips beck upward

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Domonic,” | moan, my own hand

going over his to press him harder at

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every gasp. “Task,” | shout, as my

climax surges and, stillingagainst

lus hand and forcing my back off the

bed. | whimper, trembling against

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He is panting nearly as heavily as | am, his cock still rock-band and pulsing against my leg. Propping himself up

on both armis, he studies we a

Then, with the clench of his jaw, he shakes himself and quills away is me, leavingin a veritable quivering

mess,

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