Page 70 of Taken By the Pack

I tilt my head, deepening the kiss, savoring the warmth of her mouth and the little sigh she gives as I hold her tighter.

My hands move, skimming up her sides, tracing every inch of her, mapping her curves as she shifts against me.

I groan softly, head tipping back as she kisses along my jaw, then lower, dragging her lips over my throat.

The sensation sends heat racing through me, my grip tightening on her hips as she works my pants down.

My breath stutters when she wraps her fingers around me, teasing, testing, stroking just enough to make me twitch beneath her touch.

“You’re trouble,” I groan against her lips.

She grins. “You like it.”

I do. God, I do.

We only shed the essentials clothing-wise, urgency coming over us the more we touch. I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t get inside of her.

“Should we… like…?” She gestures to our position, and I nod.

She gives me a little smile and lifts herself up, making space to position herself above me.

The light over the oven causes my piercings to twinkle in the dim area around the couch. I hope they won’t be too much for her.

She sinks onto me slowly, her breath hitching, fingers curling into my shoulders. My hands tighten on her waist, holding her steady, feeling every inch of her warmth.

She shudders, gasping softly, her body stretching, adjusting, taking me in. I grip her hips, steadying her. “You okay?”

She nods, biting her lip, eyes fluttering shut for a second before she starts to move, rolling her hips in slow, teasing motions.

I groan, my fingers digging into her skin. “That’s it, baby. Just like that.”

She hums in pleasure, her hands clutching my shoulders as she moves. Every shift, every press of her body, sends fire licking down my spine.

“Oh my god, the piercings,” she says on a moan. “God, that feels good.”

“Told you,” I whisper to her, lifting up to meet her movements, encouraging her to move faster.

A voice breaks through the haze. “Now that’s a sight to walk into.”

I glance up to see Rowan leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips.

I arch a brow. “Thought you were asleep.”

“Just woke up,” he says, dragging a hand through his hair. His gaze flicks to her, watching the way she moves, the way her breath stutters when I thrust up into her.

She makes a soft noise, head tipping back, hands gripping my wrists where I hold her. “Jake,” she gasps.

I reach up, cupping her cheek, guiding her lips back to mine. “You close, baby?”

She nods frantically. “Feels so good. I don’t know why I?—”

I cut her off with another kiss, swallowing her moan. “We’re here to take care of you.”

Rowan chuckles, making his way to the kitchen. “You two have fun. I’m eating my damn food.”

Her laugh is breathless, her body tight around mine, pleasure building fast. “Are you going to knot me?” she gasps out, pumping her body up and down harder.

“Not like this,” I say to her, lifting her off of me.

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