The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates novel Chapter 250

Chapter Two Hundred Fifty 

BARTLETT 

If she looks up even once she’s going to know… 

As she begins to suck even more greedily, I know I’m going to come, that there’s no stopping it. So reach forward and grab the back of her head, slamming myself into the back of her throat roughly and keeping her attention on my cock while I will my fangs back in. Fuck she’s beautiful. Her moans dance across my shaft as I explode across her tongue. She sucks every little piece of my soul back into her neck and I nearly crumble over the top of her in ecstasy. 

“Jesus Christ, Princess, I gasp. Her hands on my thighs tighten, her hardened nipples trekking over my muscles and causing me to spasm as another second climax rides free. “Shit baby!” I swear, pushing her off of me so that I don’t actually kill her by coming a second time, down her throat. 

She falls back onto the bed looking vulnerable and hurt, as if she thinks she’s done something to upset me when she hasn’t. 

“I–I’m sorry,” she says. 

I’d love to argue with her, love to tell her that she has nothing to be sorry for, but my dick is spurting cum all over her bountiful breasts and just the sight is enough to rip every word I want to say from my throat. So I place a finger to my lips as I finish, then I fall down over the top of her, dropping my weight over hers as all of my energy disappears and all that’s left is the delicious way that she feels beneath me. My mouth finds her throat and I suck a tantalizing amount of flesh onto my tongue as I groan into her neck. 

“Sweet God,” I murmur. “You’re fucken amazing.” 

She stiffens beneath me and I feel her breasts spike against my chest. Was that okay? I thought maybe you were disappointed because-* 

“No, baby, no,” I gasp against her flesh, nibbling greedily on her earlobe. “You were perfect. Everything was perfect. More than perfect. I’ve never come that hard in my life.” I draw in the scent of her, burying my nose in her hair and shuddering in her grip. 

“Oh,” she sighs happily and I feel the tension leave her body as she arches up against me. Her nails trail up my back, causing me to shiver and my dick to harden against her thigh. “Then why did you push me off?” 

“I didn’t want you to choke to death on my second flood,” I hiss into her ear, before slamming my lips onto hers and stealing her gasp of surprise right from her mouth. “I’ve never come twice in a row like that. In fact, I don’t know any males that have.” 

“Really?” She coos with delight, right in my ear. 

I suppose I’ve said the right thing, because the next thing I know, she’s flipping me over onto my back and climbing on top of me. As she straddles me I can’t help but fondle her boobs, as they’re practically begging for my touch. “Fuck. You really were made for me,‘ I growl, shooting up into a sitting position so that I can taste her breasts. “So fucking beautiful.” 

She tenses, but I ignore it, continuing to feat on her bountiful mounds until she says, “You shouldn’t say things like that to someone like 

me.” 

“Why the fuck not?” I snap, flipping her over to grind myself against her sex. ‘It’s true. You just don’t get it yet, but that’s okay with me.” 

“I don’t get it! You’re right,” she gasps, as I suck one hardened nipple into my mouth and caress the globe beneath it with one hand. She moans despite herself, and I position myself at her entrance, ready and willing to show her just how perfect we can be together. “What happens when I go back to my life and I’m not allowed to date you. Or will that be okay with you, too?* 

I freeze. Even my dick stutters. I growl, “There’s no going back to your life, Princess. I thought I made that clear. And not allowed to date 

me? What?” 

Her eyes dampen and I’m momentarily knocked off guard. What the hell? 

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Chapter Two Hundred Fifty 

have to go back, Bartlett vint de 

ferstars! what will happen 

I grew, I can’t help myself, and my fangs tingle wanting to be expened 

arting to th 

1. c. You aren’t going mywhere and I don’t give a fuck what you way 

happen to you? To last part by pushing the head of my dick between her folds and that swiftly my anger dissipates, riding on the pleasure skates through my body. 

“I don’t care what will happen if you don’t. Do you know what will happen if you do? What 

She whimpers and moans, shifting against me until I’m a little deeper inside of her. “You can’t truly mean the like you…you can’t possibly want me past tonight.”