Page 133 of The Packaged Deal

“Good. We’ll be in the car,” Sven says evenly. With that, he rapidly takes us out of the room. We’re down the stairs before I can think. He takes me straight to an SUV with its windows blacked out. He gets in the back and reaches immediately for the first aid kit.

“Sven,” I whine.

“It's all right, baby, I’m going to clean this up so it heals nice and easy.”

He dabs a wet cloth to my neck, and it burns. I whimper, but he presses his head against my shoulder and whispers to me.

It takes me a while to hear what he’s saying.

“I’m sorry. I was so scared. I’m so sorry.”

He says the words on repeat as I sit there, stunned to finally hear them.

“You mean it?” I croak out.

“Yes. I mean it. I’m sorry I was scared.”

I twist in his arms, throwing myself at him. We end up sprawled in a twisted mesh of limbs against the back of the door.

“I want to bond you,” Sven whispers the words, and my heart jolts in my chest. “I am your alpha, and I belong to this pack.”

“Please, bond me,” I whimper. “Now. Right now.” I can’t go another moment without him.

Sven presses a kiss to my temple. “Are you sure? We can wait. I've been seeing a therapist since I met you. I've been trying to change. I’ve taken classes and spoken to people like me. I’m a mess, Jade. Are you sure?”

“Yes, you are. You’ve been all alone, fighting this war on your own, and you didn’t have to. But you’re my mess, Sven. I’m a mess. Adrian has his issues, Kandi has hers. But we make each other stronger when we’re together.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Then stop running from me. Stop hiding. I want you to do it now. Alpha, now. Please.”

Sven leans in closer and presses his lips to mine. The kiss is long and sensual. It’s just me and my alpha. Nothing’s going to hurt me.

He kisses down my jaw to my neck on the other side. He brushes his teeth over the spot.

“Take your pants off,” Sven whispers.

I hurry to do it. It’s not easy in the back of the car, but I get it down. By the time I turn back around, Sven has his pants down. His cock is in his hand, and he’s slowly stroking himself.

“Come sit over here,” Sven purrs.

I don’t have to be asked twice. With his help, he gently pulls me up so I’m straddling him, and then plunges up into my dripping pussy. I’m aching everywhere, but all that matters is this. I put a hand on his shoulder and a hand on his cheek and stare into his eyes.

“Sven!”

“Hold on, love, this will not last very long.”

He thrusts up while he’s guiding my hips down. Each movement shoves me more completely onto him. I pant as he sucks on the spot on my neck on the other side from where Trevor tried to destroy me.

The anticipation is driving me crazy. I need him.

“You’re so fucking wet. I love it. Shh,” Sven presses his lips to mine. “You’re moaning so loud, we don’t want people to know you’re here.”

I clench around him, laughing lightly as he hisses.

“Fuck, you like knowing people are out there and might be listening to us fucking, huh?”

“I like it,” I admit.

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