Addie (Pack of Misfits #1) - Raven Kennedy Page 0,20

to get me to relax.

The touching is wonderful, but it’s still not enough. Not nearly enough.

I can’t talk in this state, so I just grab Herrick’s hand and shove it under my dress to the spot between my thighs. He hesitates, but I swear, I’ll die if he pulls away. I plead him with my eyes so he knows how much I need him to take care of me. “Don’t worry, baby,” he says quietly. His finger starts rubbing over my panties, and my cry turns to a pleased moan.

“Fuck, she’s dripping wet,” Herrick says.

The leather seat behind me squeaks from Lafe leaning forward, and his hands go into my hair. He starts stroking and pulling the strands, making me shiver. I let my back fall against Lafe’s chest, and his arm goes around me to help hold me in place. Herrick moves my panties aside and then runs a finger up my soaking slit. I watch with hooded eyes as he brings the finger to his mouth and sucks it clean. “Fucking delicious.”

“Drive faster, Penn,” Lafe grounds out.

I can feel his erection against my back as he pulls me closer and all I want is to have it inside of me.

“Almost there,” Penn replies, his voice strained. “Herrick, make her come. It’ll take the edge off.”

I see Herrick’s white teeth flash in the dark car. “I can do that,” he says, his dark eyes never leaving mine as he slowly pulls down my panties. Once they’re off, he positions my legs on either side of him so that I’m wide open. “Lafe, take care of those tits for me, will you?”

Lafe immediately brings both hands under the neckline of my dress and cups my breasts. I can feel the heat of his skin through my black bra, and I arch into his touch. The second his fingers move under the cups to tease my nipples, Herrick shoves a finger inside of me. I’m so wet that it makes an embarrassing squelch, but that only seems to spur him on. He starts pumping his finger in me while his thumb plays with my clit and Lafe rolls my nipples between his fingers.

I writhe between them, grasping on whichever parts of them I can, wanting to tear off their clothes and let them mount me. When Herrick curls his finger inside of me, that’s all it takes for me to come.

I clench around him and cry out, my hips lifting up in response. The orgasm is fast and furious, and ends way too quickly. Instead of taking the edge off, it only makes my body demand more.

I try to express what I need by reaching forward to grab at Herrick’s erection through his jeans. He’s hard and huge and he groans at my touch, but he doesn’t come closer or undo his pants for me. “Soon, baby. We’ll all take care of you real soon.”

I hear the tires of the car scrape against gravel, and then we suddenly lurch to a stop. Car doors are opened and Herrick picks me up and passes me over to waiting arms. Penn carries me across the yard and into a house, but I don’t register any details until I’m tossed onto a bed.

When I look up, I see three ravenous coyote shifters staring back down at me. And all I can think in my heat-addled brain is finally.

7

Penn

When I first saw this shifter chick at the bank, with her cute-as-fuck blonde hair and blue eyes, I kept picturing my fist wrapped around those locks while her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. And her lips? Yeah, those lips I pictured wrapped around my dick. I’m not even that cock-crazy, but there was something about her.

She was different, surprisingly tough, and she also smelled fucking good. I’d never picked up a scent quite like hers before, but then again, at my old pack, there had only been a few kinds of shifters around, so there wasn’t much diversity.

Me and the guys have been drifters for close to a year now. We’ve been roaming around, trying to find a new place to start over.

At first, we wanted to just be on our own for a bit, but now, we’re ready to get off the road and settle into a new pack. We got sick of the politics and the pissing contests that went on with our old pack and we wanted a change. The pack was huge, and we weren’t high up enough in the hierarchy to