Page 105 of Pack Rivals, Part One

I can't help myself, I reach between us, dipping my finger inside her panties, swimming it through her juices and bringing it up to my mouth and sucking.

Flavor explodes like fireworks across my tongue and my eyes roll right back in their sockets.

Because, Christ Almighty, she tastes like the sweetest caramel I've ever tasted.

I groan as I lick every molecule of her slick from my digits and when I open my eyes she's all flushed, breathless and staring right at me.

I stroke my hands down her arms and purr for her.

"Are you okay, sunshine? Was that okay?"

She manages a lazy smile for me, one full of satisfaction that has alpha pride swelling in my chest.

"More than okay, actually."

I kiss her nose.

"I'd better get you home then, to that bath and to that movie."

Her fingers reach down to my fly. "But shouldn't I return the favor?"

I take her wrists in my hands. "Sunshine, that's not how it works. It's not aquid pro quoarrangement here."

"But aren't–"

"I liked getting you off," I growl. "I liked watching you come."

"And that's enough for you?" she asks, clearly surprised.

I don't tell her I'll be tucking away that memory in my mind. Yeah, I'll be reliving that over and over again. She looks so fucking fine when she falls apart. Especially falling apart as she sits on my cock like it's a fucking throne.

I lift her up and return her to her own seat.

"Maybe I want to touch you," she says with a pout, "make you come."

"And maybe you've told me enough times how messed up these omega hormones are making you feel. That you need time and space to work things out."

"I'm regretting those words."

"Hey baby, you can't have your way every time."

Although, I'm lying. Once she's ours, she can have it her way every time she fucking wants.

23

Bea

The driveback after our little encounter in the back alley should be awkward and tense. I should be a bundle of messed up emotions.

But I'm not. I feel more content than I have done in weeks. Maybe it's the recent orgasm still buzzing in my blood, calming that frantic need that's been driving me crazy. Maybe it's the presence of the big, strong, and darn right sexy alpha sitting next to me in the car. His scent tastes satisfying and every now and then he purrs. The noise is like a sedative, relaxing every one of my muscles and making me sleepy. I wrap his jacket around my shoulders and sink into the material, into his scent and into the warmth, and before I know it I'm asleep.

"Too much excitement for one day," a voice whispers later and when I open my eyes, Axel is scooping me up into his arms and carrying me to the door of my apartment.

"I can walk," I say half-heartedly, resting my head upon his shoulders and sucking in his scent. I love doing that, love the way it makes my blood sing.

"My lady, you couldn't possibly," Axel says, as I type in the entrance code and he shoulders open the door and carries me up the staircase.

At the top he halts, and I open my eyes, ready to dig out my key from my purse. But the door to our apartment is hanging open.

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