The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter Two Hundred Ninety-Seven

ANASTACIA

Sitting next to Paul as we leave scity called Fauntleroy, I allow myself to finally relax. For the first tin

two years, | actually feel free. No Draco anywhere in sight. Just acres and acres of road and trees up ahead and

nothing behind us but space. | don’t sense the hounds at all. Then again, not sure if | would anyway now that I've

found Paul.

Once he bonds me, | won't have to fear them at all.

If... he chooses to bondI mean...

Paul and | took a ferry across the Puget sound, something that had never even occurred tomight be an

option when | was running from hounds. Had | known, had | paid more attention in geography when | was in

school, | might have been able to map out my escape better. | might have lost the hounds here, had | cup

this way. Then again, had | done so, | may have continued moving along toward Canada and | would never have

cascaded down the mountain, been taken to the jail, and ultimately, | might never have found Paul.

Gazing over at him as he deftly maneuvers his jeep through the streets toward the highway, my eyes are drawn

to the barely concealed strength of his fingers as they glide over the steering wheel. For a moment, | allow

myself to remember the way they felt in the diner. The shock of having them caressso intimately in such a

public and open space only added to the ecstasy they brought me.

It only took seconds.

Thirty, maybe thirty-five.

I've never cso quickly. Never. Not even when | took care of it myself.

“How long before we're in Seattle?” | ask, my eyes traipsing over the front of his pants as the craziest idea forms

in my mind.

« “Fifteen minutes give or take,” he says, his blue eyes scanning the streets ahead of us.

“Hmm,” | murmur, turning my gaze so that my attention appears to be focused on what is ahead of us instead of

what lies between his legs.

As stealthily as possible, | slide my palm toward his seat, my blood pumping loudly in my ears and my heart

suddenly rioting in my chest.

| want to touch him the way he touched me.

But what if he gets upset with me?

After all, he is driving.

Be brave, Ana. You were eating when he touched you, just trying to enjoy your meal, like a normal person would

be at the breakfast table... and

did he care? No he did not.

Did he ask if you were comfortable with it? Nuh-uh. Nope.

It’s no more than he deserves.

Do it. Do it. Do it.

Taking a deep breath, | commit. Soldiering on and lay my hand over the front of his semi-erect shaft and gasp

when it immediately swells behind my palm, rising to the occasion with a swiftness that has Paul nearly swerving

off the road.

‘Anastacia!”

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| don’t look at him, just smile. Keeping my eyes straight ahead, | ignore the blazing fire of his gaze that |

suddenly feel sear along the side of my face as | continue to caress him. In the corner of my vision | see him

panic for second, as if he doesn’t know what he should do. But beneath my palm, his dick pulses and hardens,

becoming thicker and thicker until | finally attempt close my fingers around him, which I'm more than pleased to

find that | cannot easily do.

Fuck. He's thick,

Not at all skinny like Draco was.

Sweet Goddess, what have

you blessedwith?

That's what finally turns my head in his direction. The mind-blowing reality that he may not even fit inside of me

when the tcomes. And it will come. And when it does, so the fuck will I.

There’s not a single spot inside ofthat that thing won't be able to reach There might even be an inch or so to

spare.

“Oh Paul,” | hiss before I can stop myself.

My words have him wriggling in his seat, eyes heavy, knuckles white along the steering wheel, all of which brings

a moan straight to my lips.

“This is not safe,” he says, punching his hips upward with a groan. “But fuck that’s nice.”

“Nice?” | taunt him, squeezing his shaft just enough for him to begin panting for breath. “I wasn’t going for nice.”

He groans, the car slowing down to a crawl as he maneuvers into the far right lane. “I have to stop. | have to...

But | want you to put that fucking hand inside of my pants. Right fucking now.”

“Don’t you dare stop this car,” | snap. “Don’t even think about it. If you do, I'll stop touching you. You are going

to keep driving and | am going to do whatever it is that | am going to do.”

“And what's that, baby,” Paul chokes out, releasing the wheel with one hand to lower his sweats and pull his dick

out. “I'm all yours. Surprise me.”

“Oh Goddess,” | say when the whole of him bounces forth and practically taps the steering wheel.

I've never given a blow job before. Never thought I'd even want to. But just now, staring at him, at this... I'm

fucken drooling.

With a lick of my lips, | unbuckle my seat belt and lift my knees up under me. The jeep is spacious and the

windows are black enough that no one should be able to see what I'm doing, but still | hesitate.

What if | don’t do it right?

What if he doesn’t like blow jobs?

“Anastacia? | don’t know what’s going on in your head right now, but I'm going to need you to focus...”

I'm going to do it. I'm going to kiss it.

“Do you mind if | put my mouth on you?”

“Fuck!” Paul releases a strangled noise somewhere between a growl and a groan, then says, “Now that you ask -

| need you to know that if you don’t put your mouth on me, | might very well die.”

“How do | start? I've never done this before... you know... sucked a dick!

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Paul’s cock twitches, the tip beading with cum. “Fffffucckkk... holy shit. you're killingbaby.”

“I'm sorry,” | reply, deflated.

“N-no! Don’t be sorry. It's a good thing. Great thing, really. | love that | be your first.”

“Will you help me?” | ask shyly.

Paul reaches out swift as lightning and snatches my hand to close it around the base of his shaft, then he

coachesinto a rhythmic stroke before leavingto it and wrapping his fist in my hair. “Hell yeah, | will.”

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