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Third point of view On The Porch Of The Quileute Pack House With Catherine Dysis and Sam Uley
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐌'𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒, Catherine felt more than sheepish as the older man carried her over to the door in his arms, the two of them now about to enter the pack house again.
Feeling even more nervous than when she first entered earlier in the day, especially given her and Sam's not-so-quiet, sex in his truck. Which still had the young bunny reeling, her enhanced stamina and libido having her already mentally begging for more.
Although she knew that any kind of intimacy between herself and the others, had yet to be brought up between her and Jacob, let alone full-blown sloppy car sex.
But then again, Catherine internally thought as she threw a soft side glance over to Sam, who was barely even attempting to hide what they'd done, how could she resist such a pantie soaking man?
"Are you not gonna at least try and be subtle about it?" Catherine naturally asked in an embarrassed whine as she looked up at Sam, her words only causing the proud smirk on his face to widen.
"There is no subtly when anyone can smell my scent on you from yards away, sugar," Sam remarked proudly as he made it to the front porch steps, pausing as he looked down at the beautiful teen in his arms. "not to mention my cum still being inside you."
As he finished speaking, Sam couldn't help but lean down lightly running his cheek against hers before nudging his head into her neck causing a sudden wave of red to cloud her cheeks.
The teen quickly growing bashful over the volume Sam was choosing to use, as opposed to Jacob who was sometimes just as bashful as she could be.
"Shhh, don't say it so loudly," Catherine whined before she felt Sam begin to sit her down on the steps of the porch, the woman quickly standing on sturdy legs. "this is so embarrassing, Sam."
She couldn't help but whine as she lightly stumped her foot against the wooden porch, the only reason for Sam carrying her being his need to keep the two of them close after such an intimate moment.
One he'd expected was a bit unavoidable given the overwhelming primitive instincts that flowed through him thanks to his alpha shifter genealogy.
"Why so?" The man couldn't help but ask as he looked down at the woman in front of him, whose head now reached the point of his nose thanks to the porch's height.
