Page 136 of This Pack of Ours

Jhin and Vander were back when I slid off Adrian’s knot.

Good. It was my turn with them. The ache in my stomach returned as I crossed over to them, kneeling beside Vander and putting my hand on his thigh.

“Never thought I’d see you sub, Vander,” I said, raising an eyebrow at him. “You gonna wear a collar for me, too?”

“You wish, Cherry Bomb,” he retorted, a half-smile on his face.

“You sure? I wouldn’t mind getting a strap-on and teaching you a lesson, too.”

Vander folded his arms, his eyes flashing with interest. Kit let out a choked gasp from behind me.

“That’s not a no,” I said.

Vander shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t think I’ve got my fill of seeing you ruined beneath me.”

“Very well,” said Jhin, a spark of amusement in his dark eyes. He reached over, unlatching Vander’s collar and letting it drop to the floor. “Go and ruin her.”

Our eyes met, and for a second we both froze. My heart was pounding as I retreated backward on the bed, but he was prowling after me, his ice-blue eyes heated. I reached the headboard and he straddled me. He palmed his cock, biting his lip as his eyes looked me up and down. There was heated fire in my veins, surging and tingling to my already swollen groin. I was playing along, glaring up at him, and his finger traced my frown.

“You look really sexy when you’re angry,” he said, grinning. I snapped my teeth at him, and he only narrowly managed to avoid my bite.

“Fuck you,” I said, my heart racing. He looked really fucking sexy too. I couldn’t look away from him and his wide frame, his chiseled muscles and long lashes. His cock was flushed and red, already dripping onto my stomach.

“You gonna fuck me or just stand there?” I asked.

He gave a little growl as he leaned down, his lips crashing into mine. His kiss was firm and fierce, our tongues clashing together as I reached up to cup his face and bring him closer. We were fighting for dominance, his tongue invading my mouth. I nipped him again, and he pulled back, his hand curling around my neck as he gazed at me, panting hard.

Fuck.

He moved, pushing my legs apart, and then looked down, eyes hooded. His arms were propping him up on either side of me, and his lovely, white-blonde hair was stuck to his sweaty neck. His muscles were tense as he pressed against my entrance, teasing me. His eyes were fixed on mine, a challenge in them.

I snarled, digging my nails into his back as I tried to pull him closer. He bit his lip, his eyelids lowering, but remained just on the edge. That was fuckingit.

I pushed him off, growling as I surged up. I swung my leg around, trying to shift us around so I was sitting on top of him. He struggled with me, my nails leaving more scratches in his skin. His breaths were hot in my ear, and he threw me down like a ragdoll, driving the air from my lungs. He had me pinned on my front, his teeth grazing my ear as he purred in satisfaction. I strained toward him, letting out a whine as he teased me with his cock again.

“Yes, darlin’?” His voice tickled my ear, amused. “Something you need?”

“Knot me, you fucking asshole,” I spat, and then let out a gasp as he started invading me, spearing me on his long cock. I was moaning, my voice breaking as he slid all the way inside. He slid all the way out again, and I snarled, trying to free myself as he left me empty. God, I hated this and needed it. For him to take me, to fight me and claim his victory from my body as his prize.

“Gonna make you mine, Cherry Bomb,” he panted, sliding into me again, and perhaps he needed this just as much because he didn’t tease me again, instead circling his hips as he worked his knot inside me. I whined as it entered me, swelling and locking me with him. I felt wild, my breaths coming in desperate pants as he circled his hips again, rocking us so he was moving in me. It was so tight, as he tested the knot holding us together, the result sending sparks of pleasure in me.

“Got you pinned and now you’re gonna take it as I fill you up. Claim this tight little pussy, stuff you till you’re bursting and dripping and ruined for me?—”

The words tore through me, and my orgasm crashed like a wave, Vander pinning me down as I screamed through gritted teeth and bucked against him. He hissed, his back tensing, and then he was filling me, pulsing in me as his knot locked everything inside.

“Fuck, Vander,” I panted as I came down from the high, trying to catch my breath. He let out an amused huff.

I took a moment to rehydrate as we waited for his knot to release me. I peered over my shoulder at him and found him looking at me with soft eyes. He slipped out of me but didn’t let me go. He shifted and laid down by my side, gently moving my hair off my shoulder. He nuzzled into me as his arms wrapped around my chest.

“Got you now,” he murmured. “You’re stuck with me. Forever.”

The words filled me with a happy buzz. He’d murmured a similar promise to me before, when his arms were around me, but this time I could believe it. Enjoy it.

“Lucky me,” I replied. “Always wanted a pet.”

“Don’t you already have a kitten?” he said, nudging me to look over to the other side of the bed. My heat throbbed as I saw what was going on.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy.” Ez was behind Kit, his mouth kissing up his neck, his hands trailing down Kit’s stomach as Kit arched and groaned on top of him. I watched as Ez’s hand came down, running up Kit’s length in a lazy stroke. He was driving Kit wild; I could see Kit was lost, his eyes hooded and dazed, his cock was leaking onto his stomach.

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