PopularNovelChapter Two Hundred Forty-Two ☐ 0 no see a dyson y of w mo Rage y ☐ I of theChapter Two Hundred Forty-Two for it! Not Delilah? Seriously? Wu think Delilah is beaitiful and that are not? Is that what you're saying to me?" She nods, probably a little afraid to speak at this point. "Of course... I know "You know nothing!" I spit, snatching her body back against mine so swiftly that she shrieks in surprise. This tI turn her so that her deliciously long legs go up on the couch and over my right leg. I stare down at her, moaning inwardly at the way it feels when her silken hair falls over my left arm. "You need to understand something, Princess Delilah may be kinda cute and her sassy, flirty, little mouth might have gotten her a lot of attention back in your old high school, but...” I shake my head at her in wonder, my lips turning up in a half smile. "That's all she is. And she does absolutely nothing for me." My head lowers slightly and I pull her in a bit closer, shifting my hips into her so that she can feel the strength of my words in the hardness of my dick. She gasps, her eyelids fluttering as a low fire begins to burn in her eyes. "You though," I start, my voice coming out husky and dark, "you've had my attention from the moment I saw you at that campsite. Even when you were wearing all those layers of clothing-she blushes and I smirk-"and I thought you were quite a bit thicker than you actually are. My eyes just couldn't move past you. I knew right then that I would do anything to protect you. I'd never seen anyone with more sparkling beauty than you." My voice lowers to just a breath above a whisper as I pull her body in deeper, smashing her against my chest and torso by closing my arms around her the way I've been wanting to. "Even before I caught your scent and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that you were mine... I wanted y you I don't know if she realizes what I've just revealed to her or not, but if she does, it doesn't register and her hand comes up, her fingers sifting through my beard. "You wanted me?" she asks. "You sawbefore the attack?" I nod, closing my eyes and pressing the side of my face into the warm flesh of her hand. "Fuck yes, baby," I reply. "And you have no idea what it does toto hear that I get to be your first..." I trail off, opening my eyes to study her face. I know all she asked for was a kiss, but I need her to see my meaning in my eyes. "It makes you even more mine than you already were." She sucks in a sharp breath, biting her lip the way that I love her to, before she looks away nervously. She is so pure and so innocent, Holy shit. I never asked how old she is, but I'm not even sure I care at this point. Fuck. What if she's like seventeen? The thought is more than a bit sobering, but not enough that I move away from her. But no, wait a minute. Doc Rhodes toldshe was eighteen and there's no way he would have lied about that. "How old are you, Rose?" I ask, stroking one hand over her legs toward her rear and reveling in the feel of her rounded hips against my palm.
She laughs anxiously. "I'll be nineteen in two months,” she admits somewhat embarrassed, before the last of the wine she drank glazes her eyes and her gaze darkens. "How old are you?" she asks bravely, reaching up with one arm to grab my shoulder as she tilts her chin toward my face, placing her incredibly kissable lips mere inches from my own. feel her warm hand slide possessively over the back of my neck beneath my curls and I shudder, groaning when her nails scratch into my flesh.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Twenty-three," I growl, peering down at her face just in tto see her pink tongue dart out against her lips. My hand slides over the front of her stomach to rest just beneath her heaving bosom and my nose traces over her cheekbone causing her entire body to shiver with pleasure.
I'm going to kiss her. I wanted to wait until she knew what I was... but if I don't kiss her now I am going to die.
"Bartlett," she whimpers, making it sound more like a prayer than a name.
"I know Princess," I say softly, watching her eyes as I urge her closer. "Can you promisesomething?" I ask, stifling a groan as she shifts againstand her boobs push against my chest.
"What is it?" she whispers.
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I stare at her, watching the maple of her eyes as I battle with my demons. "Promisethat no matter what... you'll never reject me."
She flinches, her eyes glowing with surprise before they seal on my lips. I couldn't wouldn't. Why would I-" Just promise me," I hiss, begging.
She wets her lips, her elegant tongue dancing lazily across her mouth in a move that hasgroaning out loud. "promise," she says, and I believe her. 2/3 The Pack: Rule Number 1- No Mates.
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