Chapter 04: New Pack

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Braylen's POV

I pull away and notice everyone is staring at us. I blush and hide my face in his chest. He chuckles. My knees feel weak. I bite my lip and pull away from him.

He growls lowly. 'Don't do that little mate.' I stare at him and he smirks at me. Ugh, his smirk is sexy, his body is a temple. Oh, how I would love to run my hands down his chest to his abs. Trail kisses down from his lips, to his neck, down to his chest, lower to his abs. Mm, I bed he taste yummy.

I get cut from my thoughts when I hear a loud growl. I look up at Wyatt, his eyes are a dark blue. Lust. Uh-oh.

I squeal and try to run behind "Marco." I'm calling him Marco, cause I don't know his name. I laugh quietly.

"MARCO! HELP ME!" I squeal when Wyatt grabs my waist and picks me up. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist, so I don't fall. I wrap my arms around his neck and nuzzle my face in his chest.

"Why are you wearing no panties?" He growls lowly. I blush and shy away a little more. He situates me, to where is hands are on my butt.

We get upstairs and he throws me on his bed. When he does this, my/his shirt slides up, to my belly. I bite my lip and rush to pull the shirt down. When I do he growls, and crawls on top of me.

He slams his lips on mine. I moan and wrap my arms around his neck. "Mark me." I whisper breathlessly.

"Are you sure?" He trails hot, sweet kisses down my neck to the spot where I will soon bare his mark.

I nod, wanting him to mark me already. He sucks on the spot where he's going to mark me. I moan, his canines grown and penetrate my skin. All I feel is pain, I bite my lip.

A wave of pleasure spreads across my body. I moan as he licks the spot where he marked me.
He pulls away, and smiles happily.

"You're so beautiful." He leans down and pecks my nose rolling over and pulls me too him. I blush.

"To answer your question, I wasn't wearing any because I didn't have any..." I mutter shyly.

He laughs. I feel his chest rumble. I pout, and look up at him.

"It's not funny." I whine, biting my lip. He laughs and shakes his head.

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