Page 75 of Vampire Pack

He turned the show back on, setting me on his lap as he opened the boxes of takeout.

My mouth watered immediately.

Pancakes, drizzled in multiple kinds of chocolate, with some kind of wafer things on top.

I tried to grab a fork, but my hand was trembling.

"I've got it." He lifted my hand to the back of his neck, his touch not gentle, but not rough. I dug my nails into his skin lightly, and he rumbled for me again.

My attention flicked between the couple on the screen, and the pancakes, as King fed me bite by bite.

Somehow, they tasted even better than they looked and smelled.

My eyes watered because they were so delicious. It was illogical, but heat didn't care about logic.

I barely noticed what was happening on the screen, but my mate's throbbing erection was impossible to miss.

"You're so good to me," I mumbled, around a mouthful of pancake.

"I'm glad I get the chance to be." He kissed my shoulder.

My eyes stung some more, my nails digging deeper into his skin.

"You're horny, but you haven't tried to fuck me yet," I said.

"I'm saving up for heat."

I snort-laughed.

He fed me another bite, and the sound turned into a moan. "So good."

"Not as good as you." He dragged his nose slowly over my throat. "You smell incredible."

"Not as good as chocolate."

"Better than chocolate, Gorgeous."

The sound I made told him exactly how offended I was on chocolate's behalf.

He chuckled.

Another bite of pancakes was blissful enough to wipe out whatever I was thinking.

I ate.

And watched.

And ate.

And watched.

My body got hotter, until the warmth in my veins felt like fire.

My mind grew foggier, until I was nothing but need and instinct.

I was fully conscious of what I was doing, but simultaneously entirely out of control, when I began taking my clothes off.

King helped me.