All Chapters of Bite: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ryker, Talon, and I sit on barstools at the house. I anxiously fidget with an empty red cup, waiting for Axel and Olivia’s arrival. “Where are they?” Ryker snaps. “And what the hell is going on?” I don’t know. I hate that I don’t know. But I saw fear in my Alpha’s eyes this afternoon. I wasn’t taking any chances with any of the boys. It’s been a while since we left school, and Axel should have been right behind us if he was only going to get Olivia. “What if they got caught up?” Talon suggests. “Then Livvy would have texted, or Axel would have called. Someone would have said fucking something!” I slam my hands against the barstool, regretting it the second Talon flinches. The crunch of gravel snaps all our attention to the sliding glass door. I think I feel my spirit return to my body as Axel’s black car drives into the premises. Even from here, I can spot Livvy’s blonde hair in the passenger seat. “Oh, thank the Goddess,” I exclaim, rushing outside. Ryker and Talon are quick o

I stare up at my ceiling, tossing a red ball up and catching it before I repeat the motion. Downstairs, I can still hear Ryker and Hunter’s voices. There’s a pause before I hear another voice, softer and more feminine, like a fucking song stuck in my head. Olivia. That kiss did not happen. Freezing her was not from me. My cock being hard for four fucking hours because she sat in my lap for two seconds is not real. I wonder, if I tell myself enough lies, will I believe them? Or will I join my dad on a threadbare bed in the psych ward? I catch the ball, my claws sinking into it as fire courses through my body. What the fuck is happening to me, and why? I hear the stairs creak. I know each of my boys steps, and they pass to make their way to their own room. But when the steps change into softer, lighter footfalls, they stop at my door. I try to ignore the jolt my heart gives as her cinnamon and strawberry pheromones sneak through the crack, along with the delicious waft of black co

Olivia pauses for a breath, as if waiting for me to be comfortable. But the moment I purr against her lips, she moves. Slowly. Carefully. Kindling the wildfire spreading over my body. I pull her flush against me, moving our lips in sync. My hands slowly trail up her back, memorizing the feel of someone else’s spine, someone else’s skin. When my hands reach her neck, I marvel at her soft skin and pull her more against me. But I want more. I want to touch her… lower. I pull back for a moment and rasp, “Miss Blackwood, can I… can I touch you?” She brings me back, not saying a word. But then she grabs my hand and brings it down to her ass. Her control only makes me stiffer. My bulge twitches against her stomach, and Olivia whimpers in response. Goddess, I will do anything in the world to hear that noise everyday. She licks the seam of my lip, and I open for her. Gently, she massages my tongue with her own, lighting my skin on fire. My wolf preens closer, begging for me to do more,

I feel alive. We feel like a pack. Even my wolf nudges agaisnt my chest, curious to see what’s going on. We laugh in a way we haven't since we were teenagers. At a point, Talon and I gang up against Hunter, so he lifts Olivia like a shield. She squeals as he wraps his arms around her, daring us to attack. “That’s fucking cheating!” I snap, but the plan works; no one attacks when Olivia is on the line. “Guys! Help!” She laughs, playfully hitting Hunter’s chest. He grins at her, murdering her with kisses down her neck. Their happiness, even their romantic one, makes me feel like I just swallowed gold and everything pure. She continues laughing as Hunter tosses her up like a trophy. Her hair spills free of her bun, and like he can’t help himself, Hunter spins her around and plants a quick kiss on her lips. He pulls away, searching her eyes, but Olivia just laughs and pulls him back in. A mix of jealousy and pride mingle in my gut. “PDA at this time? I don’t think that’s ri

I want to touch myself again. My cock jerks up and stays that way. I’ve never been hard this long before, nor have I ever cum by choice, and I can’t stop thinking about it: how my body shuddered, that feeling like I was coming close to an edge and falling over. Thick lines of sperm shooting into Olivia’s messed-up underwear. Olivia. Olivia. Olivia. Olivia. Hunter drives my jeep to school, stealing glances every now and then. For the first time in forever, I don’t feel small under his gaze. I feel… goddess, there are no words to explain how perfect I feel. “So…” Hunter starts. “Are you… you know?” “Good?” I arch my brow at him. His lips pull into a small smile. “I know the answer; I just want to hear it from you.” “I’m good,” I say, meaning it for the first time in years. “Everest still has my videos, but that’s surprisingly not even on my mind.” “And what is?” Hunter presses carefully. “…last night?” I straighten, my heart faltering. Hunter has one big hand on the