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Chapter 31

Jensen

She raised her eyebrows at me as what I was insinuating sank in.

Did she want to?

Judging by the burst of perfume, she most certainly did. Her sweet apple scent and arousal were painfully obvious, especially when I was sitting so close to her.

“What if someone sees?” she whispered in a scandalized voice.

She wasn’t saying no. My cock was already rock hard, just thinking about what I could be doing to her shortly.

I shrugged. “Who would see? There’s no one here, and the flight attendants are serving the meals in economy right now.”

She glanced around. First class was fairly empty. The only other person in sight was on the other side of the plane, and had headphones on and wasn’t paying attention to us.

“We would have to be quick,” she said, her voice breathy, her pupils wide with arousal. God, I wanted to devour her.

Holy fucking shit, yes.

“I can do quick.” I chuckled, undoing my belt, grabbing her hand and dragging her down the aisle. When it came to her,I couldeasilydo quick. One smile from Bethany, and I was a teenage boy ready to blow my load.

She bit her lip as I pulled her into the tiny bathroom. Given it was first class, it was a lot larger than most plane bathrooms, but it still wasn’t large, by any stretch of the imagination. Itjustfit the two of us.

Before the door was even fully closed, her hands were scrambling at the clasp of my jeans. Given the small space, we were a tangle of limbs, but all I wanted was to feel her pressed up against me.

Actually, that was a lie. I wanted to feel her insideandout.

Our lips crashed together. It was clumsy, but just the taste of her was enough to make my mind haze over with that familiar need to rut her again and again.

“How do you want me?” I asked against her lips.

“Fuck me,” she whispered softly.

Those two little words made my knees weak.

I didn’t really have much of a plan when we’d entered the bathroom. All I’d intended to do was make her come. With my fingers, and maybe I could taste her while watching her fall apart, moaning my name. This was averypleasant turn of events, though, and my cock was already raring to go.

“Hands on the mirror,” I growled, lightly grabbing her hips and turning her.

In the small space, she leaned over slightly, her ass pressed against me. Her flushed face in the mirror was a sight to behold.

This was probably the best idea I had come up with all year.

The rest of our pack mates were going to be so jealous.

Yes,ourpack mates, because as far as I was concerned, even though we hadn’t bitten Bethany yet, she was one of us.

She had somehow managed to undo my jeans, so all I had to do was grab the hem of those little exercise shorts she waswearing and tug them down with her underwear, leaving her exposed.

The small area immediately filled with an explosion of sweet apple.

Meeting her gaze in the mirror, I couldn’t have wiped the smirk off my face if I tried. I must have been the luckiest bastard around because I had this stunning, sweet omega who was pregnant with my child, needy and desperate for my cock.

I was going to develop an ego.

Well…moreof an ego.