Page 33 of Wild Darlin'


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“Your perfume, sweetheart. How could you ever think that you smell bad? Damn, it’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever scented.”

Her eyes glaze over, and she licks her bottom lip. “What perfume? I’m not wearing any.”

I chuckle darkly. “This one is all you. You smell so good, I want to eat you up.”

It’s not planned, but the words do something to her, and she pounces on me. I’m stunned when her lips come to mine, but I’m a smart motherfucker, and I won’t let that end in a soft peck. I forget where I am and sink my fingers in her hair, keeping her from pulling away. My lips open to hers, my tongue seeks her taste, and it all clicks into place when she kisses me back.

Veda is just as sweet as her perfume. Her kiss is soft, but I can’t hold myself back. I ask for more. My teeth graze her bottom lip, and I lose my goddamn mind when she whimpers against me. Yes, this woman is mine. She and the pack will learn that very soon.

“Now, what do we have here?”

Veda gasps and jerks away, and I curse internally. Three rapid knocks on the car's hood let me know we are definitely not alone anymore. If I thought we had a little privacy at this secluded section of the dirt road, I'm just about to be proven wrong.

I swallow all the naughty thoughts I have about the woman in my arms and turn to the window, not slightly surprised by the person watching me.

“Howdy, Dad.”

eighteen

Major

He was kissing her.

Hands buried in her mass of soft curls, chest against one another, lips, tongue, and desire. There’s something diabolical about watching your packmate make out with an Omega you know doesn’t belong to you.

When I realized Jesse’s truck stayed behind, I assumed he needed help. The terrain is not the smoothest for travel. It’s supposed to discourage people from crossing the township’s border, but that meant it’s a fucking bitch to travel.

Derrick and I jumped out of the car, and a group of our parents was already gathering, waiting for us. Before I even kissed my mother, I told them about Jesse’s truck, and two of his dads decided to walk back to check it out. I was expecting a busted tire, but instead, we found them kissing.

“Hey, son, do you want to give the girl a little breathing room so I can say hello?” Marshall chuckles, all good-natured.

When I called my father and told them we were coming and bringing a girl, I never explained the situation. I didn’t want to talk about that on the phone, but as I made my way here, I realized my mistake.

Of course, they're gonna think we're dating. I never come around with a girl, and suddenly, here we are, and all over Veda. I know what it's going to look like, and I regret not explaining to them first, but there are so many layers to this that I couldn’t just tell them over the phone.

“Hey there, Dad. I'm sorry.” Jesse chuckles, not looking very upset by being caught.

He should.

Marshall steps away so Jesse can open the door, all while Veda looks in complete shock. My gaze caresses every part of her, tortured by the way her lips look puffy and well kissed. My hands ball into a fist, and I shake myself off from the spell as Jesse hops out of the truck and takes both his dads into a bear hug.

“Hey there, kid. We’ve missed you,” says Marshall as he taps his son’s back, but his eyes are on Veda.

She seems like she's frozen in place watching the scene unfold, and I fucking hate Jesse for putting her in this situation. Almost as much as I hate him for kissing her like that.

“This is Veda,” Jesse says, and they all glance back at the truck.

She waves awkwardly, making the men chuckle, not me. I know I’m not winning any popularity contests by keeping myself so serious, but I can’t let my guard down. Not around her.

Jesse extends his hand to her, and that’s what takes her away from the stupor. I don't miss the way her hands clutch his as if they belong together. I’m so caught up by the kiss, I forget all the other problems we have. Veda jumps out of the car, and her perfume hits us all at once.It’s so fucking strong I stumble on my feet. I’d love nothing more than to kneel for her.

This Omega will be the death of me.

Vision swimming, my eyes harden, I try to stay focused. Jesse’s dads stare at Veda, a thousand different emotions running through their eyes. Fuck, this is a mess, and we are not even officially at the township.

“These are my dads, Veda. Marshall and Bill.”

“Hi!” She's all smiles as she shakes their hands.