Katniss X Finnick Novels & Stories

“I haven’t yet received the call from our wedding coordinator. I still have time. Why don’t you tell me how Lance and Jaxson became friends and how things got messed up? You can’t just leave me with that.” Finnley gulped his drink and really rushed. “Catt, we can talk about it next time. I can even voicemail it to you later. But for now, if you really love me and you want to save my precious life, I have to take you back to him.” He said as he rose to his seat.

Kimberly walked across the room with cute steps, sliding into the chair at the opposite end of the table. She rested her chin in her hands, fixing Finnick with a shameless, dreamy gaze. Thick clouds of cigarette smoke hung heavy in the air, but she didn’t mind it in the slightest. She just sat there, admiring the view. Finnick slowly leaned back against his leather armchair, letting out a heavy sigh as he met her gaze. “What are you doing back in my private quarters?”

He shoved passed Alex and opened the door for me, then he took my hand and led me out. “Finn,” Alex growled as he narrowed his eyes at him, he pointed his finger at him. “You better stay within your limits.” “My limit?” Finn asked, holding my hand. “She is my mate, bro.” Arnold got out of the car and so did Adrian. “Chill man, people are watching us.” Arnold pulled Alex away. Finn smiled and faced me, he took my hand to his lips and he kissed my hand. “Hey, babe.”

A whispered promise, “I’ll come back for you.” I jolted upright, my breathing uneven. The memory was so vivid, so real, yet it felt like it belonged to someone else. Could it be him? Was Niklaus the wolf I saved all those years ago? A knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I hesitated before opening it, finding Katherine standing there, her expression a mix of excitement and concern. "Kat, what are you doing here?" I asked, stepping aside to let her in. She pushed past me, her green eyes wide with urgency. "I heard something crazy at school, and I had to tell you. It’s about Niklaus Wolfe."

My mafia boyfriend, Finn, is always bickering with his childhood friend, Amanda. For my birthday, she brought me a bullet vibe. "Here. For round two, just in case. I know his stamina better than anyone." He tossed a bottle of pale foundation at her. "Slap some more on. Maybe then someone will actually want to touch you." They shoved each other on their way out, slamming the door behind them. The candles on the cake burned down to nothing while I sat alone at the dining table.

Sean was kind, and it sat wrong in my chest even as I rose onto my toes and pressed my lips to his cheek, letting them linger just a second longer than necessary. When I pulled back, I looked straight at Klaus. And smiled. His hands were clenched at his sides, knuckles white. I looked away first, squeezed Sean's hand once, smiled to myself and didn't look back. Let him feel that.

"I want you so fucking bad, Caitlin. I've been dreaming about this moment since the day I met you." Caitlin's eyes lit up with excitement, and she leaned in, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Finn responded eagerly, his hands roaming over her body, exploring every curve and dip. They stumbled backwards, their lips still locked together, until they reached the wall. Caitlin pushed Finn against it, her hands fumbling with his belt buckle as she undid his pants. Finn groaned as he felt her hand wrap around his hard cock, stroking him through his boxers.

Not someone I was hoping for us to encounter here. “And who is this?” she purred, running her delicate finger down Finn’s chest before biting it between her teeth. I had seen her look at men in this way thousands of times, but the rage I felt at her looking at Finn that way felt like an inferno beneath my skin. “Caterina’s tethered mate. And I suggest to keep your distance. That is unless, of course, you fancy her burning you to a crisp?” Finn had obviously noticed the power boiling inside me from my jealous rage. It seemed we were becoming more and more in tune with each other’s emotions. He stepped away from Até and wrapped his arm around my waist, planting a kiss on my forehead before whi

Finley tells me softly. “I promise not to let him,” Anderson assures me. “I got you too, Sweetheart,” Finch whispers, kissing my head. Juliet- I’m hurting but he comes at you, I got you too! I wrap my arms around Finch and hold him tight. As Carter’s scent enters before him. He and I lock eyes before he looks away. “Steaks?” Cater says. “Yeah, just coming off the grill,” Finch smiles. He kisses my head before leaving to get the steaks.

I try not to look in their direction that much so they won't think I'm buying into their weird acts. “Oh, oh!” Sloane walks over to me, pulling Susan in her other hand. “Here's, Annika. I know you've been meaning to see her and her pretty face, so here she is.” She speaks with a joyfully thin tone if I were a gift she hopes Susan loves. “There's no doubt she's so beautiful.” Susan nods continuously as she takes long gazes at me from head to toe. I sit there feeling so uncomfortable by all that was going on, but I choose to keep my words in.