Chapter 54 - Wolf’s mark

𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄, Catherine couldn't tell if she was happy they'd arrived so soon or upset, given just how much the truck seemed to smell like Sam.

She honestly didn't know what it was actually, maybe because she was just so close to him that she could smell that intoxicated cologne of this mix between a camp fire, cinnamon, and just man.

And somehow that odd adrenaline inducing mix had Catherine in a vice grip as she continued to battle with her inner conscious on whether or not simply jump on him the moment the car stopped.

"Come on Sugar," Sam gruffly spoke throwing the short woman in the passenger seat out of her own head, causing her to quickly shake her head as she looked over at him. "we're here."

Only to realize that he'd been most likely already looking at her for a multitude of minutes given the way he'd already turned off the truck, she'd just hadn't been paying attention.

So in order to continue to hide the lust she was currently feeling, which unbeknownst to her was easily noticeable as Sam could smell the arousal flowing off of her.

Catherine only softly nodded her head not being able to trust her words at the moment, instead turning toward the door in order to get out of the truck.

However her quiet reaction wasn't one Sam was going to appreciate, which was quickly shown with the way he lightly grabbed a hold of the left hand she'd been moving in order to reach the door handle.

"What was that," Sam couldn't help but asked breathily followed by a teasing chuckle, whilst he brought the back of Catherine's hand up to stroke his cheek. "talk to me Sugar, what's wrong?"

As he finished asking the man laid a multitude of light kissing to Catherine's wrist and veins, causing said girl to lightly bite against the inside of her lips forcing herself to not squirm in her seat.

At least not to the point that Sam would noticed, she hoped.

"Nothing, I swear." The bunny shifter couldn't help but whine as she turned to the right for a moment avoiding eye contact with him, but not taking her hand away from his grasp even tightening her own.

Although as Catherine glanced away Sam suddenly saw a clear view of the right side of her neck giving him a glance of a mark, the mark jacob had left on Catherine way back when.

Yet seeing the mark that resembled so much of a spiraling sun, seemingly darkening and slowly becoming tattooed in the girl's skin, Sam couldn't help but reach out.

"Jacob marked you?" He asked softly as his left hand grazed the bottom of Catherine's chin, his other unconsciously lowering her out hand but not letting it go.

Instead focusing his attention on the bite mark as he lightly held the top of Catherine's throat and the bottom of her chin, running his thumb up and down along the pulse point of her neck.

Smirking mentally as he felt another continuous waves of lust flowing off of the beautiful woman in front of him, every time he ran his thumb over her vein.

"The bite thing," Catherine asked her voice coming out soft and higher pitched keeping her neck bared as Sam's hand slowly lowered closer to the base of her neck. "yeah, it hasn't gone away yet."

Catherine had long since noticed the mark developing on her neck, which although possible in her mind shouldn't have lasted this long and healed by now.

However that was just a simple fault in information, Jacob having not been told about a wolf's mark giving it wasn't apart of the stories Billy used to tell when they were younger.

"Why?" Catherine couldn't help but continue to ask as she finally managed to make eye contact with Sam once again, still looking ever so innocent and sweet despite Sam's larger than life hand wrapped around her throat.

And seeing that curious doe-eyed look contrasted against the sheer size of his hand against her supple soft mocha skin quickly brought about a large seed of lust in Sam.

Reality once again reminding the man of the many kinks he possessed, but not only that, also the fact that Jacob would one day be his leader, his alpha.

Nevertheless on one hand Sam had long grown tired of changing around his day to day in order to submit to the wolf within him, but he'd never say he didn't love the ability to protect those that needed him.

And in his wolf-mind, Catherine needed protection the most, because she is obviously a fragile bunny after all.

"Come'ere." Was all that passed from Sam's lips, whilst he looked Catherine over with low-lidded eyes and dropping his left hand from the girl's throat.

Instead moving to light run it over the front of her thigh, down over the toned plump appendage before grasping nearly too tightly on the meat of the back of her leg.

Directing for the woman to lift and climb over into the driver seat, but also into his awaiting lap.

"What?" Catherine couldn't help but squeak out not expecting Sam's swift want for a change in their position, especially as she glanced over at the pack house beyond the wind shield of the truck.

Yet as she glanced back at Sam, looking into the man's eyes his resolve didn't lesson or flatten as he only squeezed as her chubby-toned thigh again for a moment before speaking.

"Lemme see you." Sam muttered his tone lowering sensually as he pulled his bottom lip into his mouth, barely able to contain himself as he looked over Catherine's plush features.

That along with the thought of Jacob marking her running in the back of his mind, something that would usually signal to other shifter's that Catherine was no longer available.

However given their predicament it only stood a symbol that Jake had indeed gotten to Catherine first, although he wasn't her first sexually or imprinter.

Jacob was the first one of them Catherine loved, the first to mark her, and he was their soon to be Alpha.

"Samm," Catherine couldn't help but whine as she allowed the man to lift her over the center seat of the truck, pulling her directly onto his lap having her straddle his waist. "what happened?"

Catherine whined out the question as she lightly laid her hands on the man's shoulders, before gripping the black suit material as Sam buried his head in the left side of her neck.

Avoiding the other side and avoiding Jacob's mark as a sudden sliver of possessiveness ran through his chest, a sting coming from his canine teeth as his wolf shouted at him to mark his place on her as well.

"A mark's just a wolf's way to show what's under their protection," Sam explained softly as he ran his nose up and down Catherine's neck and shoulder, his arms looped underneath her arms and up her back. "a way to show off, show what's theirs."

As he finished Sam couldn't help but nip at the delicate skin of Catherine's neck, before sucking harshly at the impression he'd left in order to make a hickey.

Knowing Catherine's shifter physiology only took to harsher touches and bites in order for him to truly leave a mark, however they'd too only disappear after a while.

"Ah-," Catherine moan softly as she felt Sam's lips licking and nipping and her neck and shoulder, causing a small buck of her hips before she recanted. "Sam we have to get out, someone'll notice."

Once again she attempted to slow down what was going on in between them in the name of getting caught, but also in the name of not throwing her into any kind of early heat.