Chapter 33: Mine And Everyone Knows It
Levi wrapped one arm around my waist and drew me close. He kissed me back like a man starved, like he’d been waiting forever for this exact moment and wasn’t about to waste a second of it. Then he lifted his head slightly, like he’d only just remembered Jessie was still glued to his side.
“Get off,” he growled, voice low and sharp.
Jessie blinked, startled. “Levi, I—”
But before she could finish, he pulled away from her entirely, not bothering to be gentle this time. His arm jerked free, and the motion knocked her slightly off balance. She stumbled back a step, her mouth falling open as a few nearby pack members quickly looked away, pretending not to notice the embarrassment in her eyes.
Levi didn’t even glance at her and returned to the kiss. One hand fisted the fabric at my waist, anchoring me to him, while the other slid up my spine, sending shivers through me. His body pressed against mine and I melted into him.
Everything else disappeared. The noise, the crowd, the awkward photo setup. It all faded like someone turned the world down to a hush.
I wasn’t thinking and didn’t have to think. All I knew was that this wild, stubborn, playful man was mine.
And I needed everyone to see it. The kiss deepened, mouths moving in sync, breaths short and ragged between moans. I could feel the tension in his body release as he let go.
Somewhere behind us, I heard a gasp. Then a few surprised laughs. And then cheers.
Applause broke out like a wave rolling over the crowd. Whistles, hoots, and teasing shouts echoed through the courtyard.
It was only then, through the haze of heat and emotion, that Levi pulled back just enough to breathe. But he didn’t let go.