Chapter Plundered by the Pack
Extract - Plundered by the Pack
“It’s like forty minutes’ drive back,” Noah said. “And we’re the next town over, so…”
“So it would’ve been a long walk,” Jared supplied. An almost-hysterical laugh bubbled up in his throat. Even his getaway plan had fucked up in the end; if not for these men, he’d be stuck on the side of the road, or walking for miles, or lost…
“Don’t worry about it too much,” Travis said, his lips almost pressed against Jared’s ear. “Seems like we were meant to find you.”
Marty snorted from the front. “What’re you talking about, kid?”
Jared felt Travis’ grin against his throat.
He didn’t know when Travis had pressed so close against his skin, but he didn’t mind it.
He liked it. He could still feel Noah against his other side, and he liked that too, as well as the way Sawyer’s eyes kept flicking to the rear-view mirror and meeting his.
“Feels like fate,” Travis said. His tongue darted out, dragging along Jared’s throat. Jared bit back a moan.
Marty just shook his head.
“Fuck, Travis,” Noah said. “You’ve gotta be more civilised about it.”
Travis lifted his head and grasped Jared’s chin, turning him so they were face-to-face. “Do you want me to be more civilised?”
Jared swallowed. His pulse fluttered. Did he… He wasn’t certain what Travis meant, but he could take a good guess. Well, part of it, at least. He didn’t know what fate had to do with it.
“I – No?”
Travis grinned. “Good answer.”
He leaned forward, and before Jared realised what he was doing, their lips pressed together. Travis kissed him gently, and although Jared knew everyone else was still in the truck, it was only a second before he melted against him.
Travis ran one hand through Jared’s hair, cradling his skull as he licked over the seam of his lips. Jared sighed and opened for him. Travis’ tongue was demanding, licking through his mouth, and Jared reached for him, fingers curling into Travis’ jacket.
Fuck, he’d never been kissed like this. Not even before – there’d never been this much attention, this much obvious desire. Jared made a strangled sound in the back of his throat and Travis pulled back to look at him.
“Too much?” he murmured.
“I—” Jared cut himself off, cheeks burning. He glanced to the side and met Sawyer’s eyes in the mirror.
What was he doing? He’d barely known any of these men for five minutes, and he was…
Travis kissed the corner of his mouth. “Get out of your head,” he murmured, and his voice was silky smooth. It would be easy to give in. “What do you feel?”
Jared swallowed. What did he feel? Embarrassed. Turned-on. He didn’t want Travis to stop touching him and there was some small part of him that wondered if the others might touch him, too.
“You’re pushing too hard,” Noah said, and Jared jumped, startled.
Travis snorted. “I don’t think I am. Right, pretty boy?”
Jared opened his mouth, then closed it again. When he managed to speak, all he said was, “Pretty?”
Marty groaned in the front seat. Noah chuckled right by Jared’s ear. His hand slid over Jared’s thigh. “He’s not wrong,” he said. “You might be prettier than me.” He nipped at the skin on Jared’s neck and Jared hissed through his teeth.
“And I’m the uncivilised one,” Travis shot at Noah. He met Jared’s gaze again. “You want more?”
How was he supposed to answer that? Clearly, none of them cared – but why? What? Jared bit his lip and Travis reached up, tugging it free of his teeth. He watched Jared for a moment, then leaned in, taking Jared’s lip between his teeth and biting down slowly.
Jared groaned. He couldn’t help it; the bite shot straight to his cock, which, yeah, had been interested from the moment Marty had smiled at him. Travis grinned and kissed him. Beside him, Noah let out a groan.
“Shouldn’t be that fucking hot,” he muttered, and Marty replied, but Jared didn’t hear him. Travis had his hands on either side of Jared’s face, holding him still as he devoured his mouth. Jared clung to his jacket. He wanted to get closer, wanted—
“I want to taste you,” Travis said, pulling back just enough to breathe the words into the space between them. “See if you’re as sweet all over.”
Sweet. He’d never been called that before. Jared’s lips twitched. “I don’t know what you mean,” he admitted.
Travis smiled, but it wasn’t mocking or mean. He brushed their lips together again, then said, “I want to suck your cock.”
Well, fuck. Jared’s cock stiffened at that, and he bit back another moan. “I – We—”
“No skin off their back,” Travis said. He kissed Jared’s jaw, trailing his lips down Jared’s throat. “Ask them.”
“What?”
Noah chuckled. He rested his chin on Jared’s shoulder. “Oh, it’ll be fun to watch,” he said. His breath was hot against Jared’s skin.
“And hear,” Marty added from the front seat. He turned to look at them and his eyes were dark, except for a ring of silver around the iris. It made Jared shiver. “If you want him to.”
Jared nodded. “I do,” he managed, his voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re sure?”
That was Sawyer, and Jared sucked in a surprised breath when their eyes met in the mirror. Sawyer’s knuckles were white where he was gripping the steering wheel. Was he angry, or…?
“Answer him,” Travis said, and then licked the shell of Jared’s ear. Jared groaned.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
Sawyer nodded his head in understanding and Travis pressed another kiss to Jared’s throat.
“Good answer,” Travis said.