Page 77 of Pack Fever

“You get a prize if you aren’t naked.”

“Well, we may have a problem, then.”

“Seth!” Her eyes widen, her voice playful. “You knew I was sharing the bed with you. Why would you go commando?”

I’m grinning at her. “We started something the other night, back in my room…” I leave the rest unspoken to tease her.

Something about the way she blushes drives me crazy. The quickening of her breaths has my heart racing. My gaze slips down to her parted lips, hair messily framing her gorgeous face. She’s absolutely beautiful, and the urge to reach over and stroke her cheek tingles across my fingertips.

“You tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen,” I say, grinning at the idea of collecting her into my arms.

Her lingering scent almost has me pulling her to me without hesitation. I inhale deeper, filling my nostrils with her. Omegas all have their own unique fragrances, but none smell as delicious as Danica.

“Show me,” she asks bravely, then nibbles on the corner of her lower lip, a blonde lock tumbling over half her face before she quickly pushes it aside.

“You understand what will happen if you go down this path,” I say, being realistic about where this is going to end—me buried deep in her sweet pussy.

She’s inhaling quicker, her gaze on my hand where I’m clutching the blanket at my waist. Her delicious heady fragrance intensifies, the one with hints of lavender and mandarin.

She will destroy me.

“Actually, on second thought, don’t worry about it,” she says. “I don’t need to know what you’re wearing underneath.” A smirk dances on her lips, and the flutter of her eyelashes sends my heart into overdrive. She shuffles on the bed, turning her back to me, a graceful swirl that has her settling in on her side of the bed, ready to sleep.

My mind’s reeling. What the fuck?!

I don’t think so…

I shift closer to her, ready to give her a rude surprise, when she twists her head, glancing at me over her shoulder.

“Can you get the light?” With another teasing smirk, she twists back around, flopping down onto her pillow, letting out a long, relaxed exhale.

To hell with the light. I’m driven like a lunatic on impulse. With my arm sliding under the blanket, I reach out and snatch her around her middle, my grasp looping around her stomach. Then I wrench her to me so fast, she has no time to protest.

She crashes into my chest with a gasp, with her back against me, her body burning hot, her breath quickening. Thrashing to escape, I tighten my hold, rocking my hips forward, gracing her ass with my rock-hard cock. It jams against her, and she yelps.

“Oh my God, Seth,” is all she says while giggling and wiggling to escape me.

My hand slips under her shirt to cup one of her luscious breasts. Fuck, they are everything.

“You’re not going anywhere,” I whisper in her ear, feeling her body quaking in response. A moan slips past her lips, her nipple hardening in my palm.

“Seth,” she moans, her voice different now, more of a song of need than one of protest.

“Yes, my sweet?” My mouth is on her neck while she pushes her ass into my cock, presenting herself to me.

No words come, so I release her breast and reach up to cup her jawline, gently turning her onto her back so she’s looking at me. Fire engulfs me at the hazy sex in her eyes, at the arousal in her heavy scent as I pin her on the mattress.

My hand slips down to her throat, where I hold her tenderly, my thumb and middle finger pressing ever so lightly on the soft spots of her jawbone. There’s a purr in her throat that vibrates up my arm.

Her skin is feverishly hot. A vulnerable hunger in her eyes stares back up at me, and she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“You know what you’re getting into, what I want from you?” I murmur, then lick her lips with a stroke of my tongue.

“Yes, Sir.” A moan spills past her throat.

My cock pulses at her response. I fucking adore her.

“Let me hear it then,” I ask, holding her stare while my balls are fucking tight from holding back from claiming her.

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