Page 67 of Pack Scratch Fever
My cock turns to stone in my pants. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, tasting me, and my head spins.
Holyshit.
An embarrassing whimper leaves her mouth, and she pulls away quickly, panting. “If this is too much?—”
Now it’s my turn to attack her, chasing the sweet taste of her tongue. Piper groans into my mouth, clutching my shoulders and pressing herself against me until my erection is pushing against her stomach.
“You’re sweeter than I imagined,” I whisper frantically against her. “Sweeter and better than I thought you could be. You taste like sunshine.”
“Mark me,” she demands, tugging at my hair. “Get your scent on me.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice.
At this point, I would do anything she asked me to do.
Including wear a fucking tail and whiskers for her.
I back her into a shelf of cat food, and a bag hits the ground next to us. I lean down and rub my cheek against her mating gland on her neck, taking my time, letting my stubble tickle her.
She whimpers and tugs at my hair, eliciting a growl from me.
“When’s the last time someone marked you besides Avery or me?” I whisper, pulling away.
She shakes her head. “Years,” she pants. “I…” she hisses in pain and grimaces. “Something’s happening.”
“Tell me what you need,” I demand, ready to pull down all the pet beds and create a massive nest for her in the store. “Whatever you want, I’ll give to you.”
I don’t know how close to her Heat she is. All I know is that her scent is filling the entire aisle of the pet store.
I have to take care of her.
It’s early evening; thankfully, everyone else has left the store besides the two employees at the front.
She tugs at my shoulder and kisses me again, grinding herself against me. “I need…”
“Let me take you home,” I whisper. “Let me get you home and take care of you properly.”
“No,” she whines. “No, just make me come. I need tocome.”
Oh,fuck.
There’s nothing I would rather do than make her fall apart. I want nothing more than to scent her after she comes, when her pussy is sweet with slick.
I want to lap up every drop until I smell likePiper.
But I don’t want her to hate me the next day if we do that in a pet store.
“Baby,” I chuckle. “Let’s get you home.”
“Alpha.” Her eyes are wild, her pupils blown wide. “I know what I’m saying. Make mecome.Please.”
I stare at her for a long moment, searching her eyes.
“Maddox,” she whispers. “I need you.”
It’s my undoing.
“I can’t argue with that,” I murmur, kissing her. She runs a hand down my chest, sighing into my mouth. My own hands reach down to grab her ass, and she jumps, causing another bag of cat food to fall.
