Jack sighed and turned back to me. “I love them, but they are so nosy. So…” she collapsed on the bed next to me. “Sure you want to spend time here with me? I can’t promise they won’t break down the door.”
I grinned, leaning over her body so my nose brushed against hers. “There’s nowhere else I want to be.”
“It’s your funeral,” she muttered against my lips.
Chapter fourteen
Jack
“Soyouwatchthiskind of stuff all the time?” I asked, curled up with Tate on my bed, my head on his chest while his fingers played with my hair. The television played some teen werewolf show. It was all kinds of inaccurate, not to mention the acting was horrendous.
Tate shrugged, chuckling, making me bounce against his chest. “I don’t know. I find it comforting.”
“Comforting?” I raised my head, staring at him in disbelief. “Their werewolves turn into big humanoid wolf monsters. Doesn’t that bother you?”
“I don’t know. It shows that people still believe in us, even if they don’t have all the facts. Which honestly is a blessing, or we’d be in big trouble.” He stroked my hair, twisting a curl around his fingertip. “Don’t you ever watch those supernatural hunter shows?”
“No,” I scoffed, wrinkling my nose. “I don’t have much time for T.V., let alone watch someone butcher my job with their Hollywood theatrics.”
Tate chuckled as his hand curled around the back of my neck, drawing me down to him. “Oh, you would most definitely hate them. But it’s the little things.”
His lips brushed mine, my hand bracing on his chest as our lips opened, our tongues stroking each other.
“Nope.” I pulled back. “I don’t think I could do it.” I sat up and gestured toward the television. “It’s like a medical professional watching one of those hospital shows. I’d be yelling at the screen about how inaccurate it all was. I don’t see how I could enjoy that.”
I pointed out the scene on the television. “Besides, not once have you bit me on the back of the neck while we had sex. And Kyren most certainly hasn’t gone crazy over my period blood.”
Tate suddenly grabbed me, flipping me onto my back, his body pressed between my thighs. “You didn’t see him freaking out after I tasted you.” His nose traced a trail up the side of my neck, his hands holding mine next to my head. “We’d never fucked so hard in my life.”
I swallowed thickly. “Really?”
A visceral image of the two of them together penetrating my mind. I had to admit that was something I most definitely wanted to see and be a part of.
Tate nodded, his hands moving down my body to push up my shirt, exposing my bra. “Just imagine how he’d have acted if he’d actually gotten to taste you himself.”
My eyes fluttered closed, enjoying the feel of his hands on my skin, unable to think of anyone else but what Tate was doing to me now. He pulled the cups of my bra down, his mouth sucking one of my nipples into his mouth.
Then button of my pants popped open along with my eyes.
“Tate,” I said in a harsh whisper. “What are you doing? My parents are in the house.”
“So?” He arched his brow, the light twinkling off his eyebrow piercing. “Do you think they believe you’ve never had sex before?”
“Well… no.” I flopped back onto the bed, letting him pull my pants down my legs. Heat gathered between my thighs. The thought of getting caught somehow added a sexy kind of danger to the situation. Like the time Julian and I had sex in that abandoned warehouse while waiting out a storm. Our team mates could have found us at any moment which only made it ten times hotter.
Tate tossed my pants aside, crawling back up between my legs as his mouth pressed hot wet kisses along my inner thigh. “Then we might as well prove them right.”
I gasped at the first flick of his tongue across my center, the thin material of my panties doing nothing to subdue the pleasure that coursed through me. One hand grasped my pillow while the other took his hand, putting it up to my chest until he cupped my breast.
He nipped at me through the material covering my mound. Then he used his other hand to push the fabric aside. Instead of taking me into his mouth, he pressed his nose to me, inhaling me deeply.
“Fuuuuck, you smell so good.”
I hooked a leg around his shoulder, urging him to do more than sniff me. “Taste me.”
Tate peered up at me with a wolfish grin. “Anything for my princess.”
I started to send a sarcastic retort back when his mouth completely covered my clit, sucking it into his mouth like a vacuum on the highest setting possible. I bite down on my fist,tasting the blood in my mouth as it took everything in me not to scream out and draw all my parents’ attention to my room.
