Page 106 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
I exhaled sharply as I leaned on my crutch. “You got Dean a car for his birthday?”
Jonas chuckled. “Oh, Sweet Girl. This is for you. The license plate says so.”
The plate inside the sparkly frame readPLNTPROF.
“Sorry,Team Momwas taken–so wasSweet Girl,” Jonas shrugged.
My knees shook a little as I got a good look at it. It was ultra-fancy and straight out of the car racing movies we’d watched during our snow-cation.
“Jonas, I told you not to buy me a car.” It was completely impractical and even smaller than Grif’s sports car. I wasn’t sure it even had a trunk.
Jonas’ lips curved into a smirk. “You told your sister not to buy you a car. Not me.”
My breath caught in my chest. It was the little details that got me. Like it wasn’t as low to the ground as Grif’s, so it would be easier for me to get in and out. The eyelashes on the headlights. Even the little fairy hanging from the rearview mirror.
Not to mention the personalized plates.
“It’s beautiful, but it’s too much.” I ran my hand over the hood. It wasn’t a convertible, but she was a beauty.
It wasmuchmore expensive than what Mercy teased me with. Also, a car like this would draw attention.
They’d also bought Mercy and mea lotof things to replace what we lost, even though I’d eventually get the dorm insurance money.
He put the bags down on the hood of the 4x4. Pulling me to him, he pressed his lips to the top of my head. “This is nothing. Don’t you realize that I’d do anything for you, Sweet Girl?”
“Thank you, Jonas. No one has ever done anything like this for me before.” I pressed my lips to his, hoping to convey everything words couldn’t say.
He tasted of the candy we’d tried at the market. The scent of moss wrapped around me, as did his alpha pheromones.
Jonas broke off the kiss. His eyes met mine as he swept my hair out of my face. “I know. And it’s a pity. Because you deserve the world, Verity.”
“You don’t need to buy me expensive things. I would’ve gotten a new one, eventually.” I cupped his face with my hand, my thumb caressing the scar on his jaw.
“In this pack, hard work doesn’t go unrewarded, Sweet Girl. Anything worth having is worth taking. We’re yours for the taking, Verity.Take us.” He kissed me again, hungry and needy.
How did I ever get so lucky to have found this wonderful and beautiful pack? One that got me in a way that no one else ever had.
I let my backpack and crutch slip to the ground and unzipped his jeans.
Take him?Yes, please.
“I claim you, you’re mine, Jonas Seong,” I murmured, lifting my long flowy skirt, hoping one day we could formally bite and claim each other.
His pierced cock sprung out of his boxer briefs as his pierced tongue flickered out. “Mmmm, Sweet Girl, my cock is happy to see you. What are you going to do with it?”
“This.” Putting my hand in the center of his chest, I pushed him against the hood of the car, hoping this part of the garage was private to us, or at least the penthouses.
In all honesty, I didn’t care.
I speared myself on his cock. “This cock is mine.”
Bracing myself against him, I took him fast, like I’d be driving this car on the open road. My pussy was dripping, part with need, part with all his pheromones.
“Oh, that’s it, take me,” he gasped.
“One day I’m going to bite this throat, right here, Sexypants.” I nibbled his neck as I continued to thrust myself on him.
“Yes, please. I can’t wait to do the same.” His hands grabbed my ass, helping to both steady me and quicken the pace.
