Page 54 of Marked By the Pack
“Front door.”
“If you’re sure...”
I laughed. “I’m sure.” I closed the window, pulled my robe tighter around myself, and checked my makeupin the mirror. Otto had caught me looking like a hermit person last night. But I wanted to look good for him now.
I hurried downstairs, being careful to be quiet. I loved Emma, but I didn’t want a third wheel tonight. Unless the third was Huxley or Ace. I opened the door.
Otto’s eyes scanned down my body. “You dressed up for me.”
I mean…kind of.I’d done it for all my online men too. But I’d been thinking about Otto when I grabbed my best push-up bra. I nodded.
“Hmm…” He reached out, his fingers playing with the sash around my robe. “I don’t really think you need this.” He kicked the door closed behind him.
“You don’t, huh?” I grabbed the box of doughnuts from him. “Last night when you showed up you had recentlyexertedyourself.” I tried to hide my smile as I pulled out a Boston cream doughnut. I took a huge bite.
“Well I haven’t done that today.”
“Oh? You didn’t jerk off in the shower to the image of me with Huxley’s cock in my mouth?” I took another bite of the doughnut.
Otto lowered his eyebrows as he stared at me. “No.”
I wanted Otto to devour me. It was fun being with all three of the guys yesterday, but I hadn’t gotten to feel any of them inside of me. And it was all I could think about. Well, that and other scary supernatural creatures descending on my town. But I preferred thinking about getting railed. “Ah, that’s because you were picturing my hand in Ace’s pants instead?”
He lowered his eyebrows even more. “No.”
“Hmm. Oh, I know. You were fantasizing about me with Bennett…”
I didn’t get to finish my sentence, because he smushed my doughnut right into my face.
I coughed as the cream dripped down my chin and onto my breasts.
Otto laughed and let the doughnut fall to the floor.
“You are so dead.” I reached into the box and grabbed another doughnut.
But he ducked before I could smash it against his face. And he somehow grabbed another and threw it at me.
It hit my left boob. “Excuse you.” Oh, it was so on. I grabbed two doughnuts and lunged for him. But I slipped in the mess on the floor.
He tried to catch me, but we both toppled over. The doughnuts squashed between us as we fell.
Otto started laughing, his body heavy on top of mine.
And I took his momentary distraction to retaliate. I grabbed a doughnut from the ground and smashed it right against his cheek.
He grabbed my hand and pulled it down between us, placing my hand around his length. “If you make a mess on me. I get to make a mess on you.”
Technically he’d started it. If anything, I should be making a mess all over his face. But I’d done that last night. And tonight I wanted him. I wrapped my hand tighter around him.
“Fuck, Zoey.”
I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips down to mine. The kiss was even sweeter than the doughnut. There was something about chocolate andBoston cream that really did something to me. I smeared the mess down the side of his neck as he smeared some down the front of my chest. He unknotted my robe and his hand moved even lower. But he stopped a second before dipping his fingers beneath my thong.
He leaned back and tore his t-shirt off. His Adam’s apple rose and fell as he stared down at me.
Jesus.It was one thing seeing his defined pecs through his t-shirt. It was another entirely to actually see him. My eyes wandered down his six pack and happy trail. His sweatpants weren’t hiding anything from me though. I reached out again, but he grabbed my hand.
He lifted it above my head, pinning it against the floor.
