Page 7 of Marked By the Pack
“Rub your clit. Now.”
I traced slow circles around my clit with my thumb.
“I want to feel you come around my cock, baby. Move your fingers faster.”
I moaned.
“Fuck, baby, I feel you. Each thrust makes your ass jiggle just the way I like.”
“King…”
“Let me feel you pulse around me.” He groaned.
I knew he was staring at the screen stroking himself faster and faster. Wishing for me.
Fuck.I came with my fingers deep inside of me, picturing King behind me thrusting hard.
He groaned again.
I kept moving my fingers until he told me to stop.
“Slide them out of you. Slowly. Let me see your juices trail down your thigh.”
I moved my fingers out of my wetness, trailing them down the inside of my thigh.
He groaned again.
I looked at him over my shoulder and smiled. He was already perfectly composed. And I was still panting, wishing the whole thing had been real.
His eyes were following my fingers. And I bet if he was here, he’d be tracing the path with his tongue.
I turned around and sat down on the edge of my bed. “Now can I ask you my question?”
“I’m not taking off my mask.” But he smiled. He leaned back in his chair. He was always nicest after he pretended to fuck me. He tossed his tissue to a wastebin somewhere off screen.
“Not that one. Do you know anything about vampires? Specifically, can they control themselves?”
His eyes locked with mine. “Why would you ask me that?”
“Because I was watching this movie and it just got me interested.”
His shoulders visibly relaxed. “Oh.”
I leaned closer to my computer monitor. Why had that question made him so tense? “Do you? Know something about vampires actually existing?”
“I do think monsters exist. That they live secretly among us. And you should stay as far away from them as possible.”
I swallowed hard. I knew he knew because he was rich! He had access to everything. Even secret things. Things normal people weren’t supposed to know. “Because they’re dangerous?”
“They’re called monsters for a reason, Zoey.”
This was bad. Really bad. I looked over at my phone. There was still no text from Emma. “What else can you tell me?”
“I know some people that know some people. I’ll ask around.”
I was really hoping he’d tell me vampires didn’t exist at all. But of course they did. Callum was one. “Thanks.”
His eyes stayed trained to my face. “So it was just a movie?”
