Page 130 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

I am free of suspicion.

Which means that they’re going to start matching me. I’m surprised they haven’t done it yet.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure Wyatt Pack’s fancy lawyers are very good, but I don’t trust the Admin with my future.

Better to ask for forgiveness than permission.

“Hmmm, my sexy bunny, you’re good enough to eat,” Mason says behind me.

Before I can whirl around, his arms encircle me and he pecks sweet kisses along my shoulder.

I grind my ass against him and offer my neck.

“Oh so tempting, aren’t you, omega,” he murmurs against my skin. “How are you feeling after your session? If you’re sad, my shoulders are free for you to rest your thighs on.”

I bump him with my backside, but he dodges and chuckles in my ear.

“Where are the guys?” I ask.

“Trick’s dealing with parking, and Vin’s getting us wine.”

“Hmmm, good,” I purr and turn in his arms. “I’m recruiting you.”

“I’m in.”

“You don’t know what it is.”

“Don’t need to. If you’re involved, then I’m game.”

“This is why I asked you first.”

“Does it involve the bandage on your arm?”

“Hell yeah it does.”

“There’s a bathroom with a lock on the second floor.”

“I’m not... Did you research hookup locations before coming here?”

“Damn right I did,” he says, and the heat in his tone sends my heart racing. “I want privacy when making you swallow my cock. That sight is for the pack alone.”

Chuckling, I say, “You’re too easy to please.”

“Only when it comes to you.”

“Then... ” I suck in a breath of courage and say the thing I know needs to happen. “I want you to bite me. Tonight.”

His breathing speeds and his focus is so pointed, it makes me doubt myself.

“You can’t offer things like that and not mean it,” he says.

“I mean it.”

“Fuck. Me. Yes. A thousand percent.”

“Just like that? No debate?”

“I’ve been ready to bond with you since the moment you wrote your number on my neck.”

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