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5「 W O L F ' S - M A R K 」 4

third point of view
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𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄, Catherine 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 solid 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.