Damn. It feels so good to be hand-fed like this. Killian feeds me slice after slice, and I groan the entire time the cheese stretches and melts on my tongue.
Fuck. So salty.
“Do you like that, Buttercup?” Killian croons, but I’m too lost in my mozzarella cheese and pepperoni slices to hear what he has to say.
I open my mouth to take another bite like some helpless baby bird, but he pulls it away like a motherfucker.
What? No! No one denies me pizza!
I growl in frustration, but then he presses a finger to my lip.
“That’s enough for now, Buttercup. We have company.”
I look up, and my gaze lands on those three large alphas.
My heart pounds when they look at me, and it’s like no one else is even in the room.
My mouth goes dry.
Shit.
Chapter 16
Killian
Ravyn’sheartthumpsfasterwhen the Wolverine Pack finally arrives, and I press her closer to my knot to put her at ease. She may act as if she hates it when I do that, but I know she loves it deep down.
One day, I am going to knot her for real and make hermine.
She belongs to the Whitefang Pack. And I’m prepared to let the whole world see.
That was why I fingered her in front of the whole restaurant. If anyone messes with her, then we fucking kill them. Also, I couldn’t resist. She looked so hot in that leather dress.
I’m looking forward to ripping it off her later when we get home.
I meet Cliff’s eyes, burying my nose into Buttercup’s dark hair when he comes to the table. He’s the head of the Wolverine Pack, and I caught the way he glanced at my omega just now.
I saw how all three of them glanced at her.
Fuckers.
Ted comes around the table and stands behind me, and now an unsettling silence befalls the restaurant. We pretty much cleared the whole place out after my demonstration with Ravyn. Good. Very smart of them.
I may not be able to guarantee their safety tonight. The fewer casualties, the better.
Ravyn shivers on my lap, and I run my hand up and down her dress, loving the way the smooth leather accentuates her curves.
That dress shows everything, from her melon-shaped breasts to her pebbled nipples, and don’t forget her neat little six-pack. It’s only a small one, but it seems her time working on that pole has given her the body of a goddess.
So toned, so svelte.
And all fucking mine.
I lean down, nipping her ear. She gasps, closing her eyes, and her whole body shudders. Her hands grip my thighs, and when she squeezes with her fingers, telling me to bite harder, I relent.
The three alphas watch on the other side of the table. Cliff is stalwart as usual, but Kirk curls his lip, exposing his teeth. The third alpha keeps his eyes on her breasts, and I don’t like the look of him one bit.
So I pinch one of her breasts, and Ravyn parts her lips, gasping for air.