All Chapters of Panther: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I pull my shirt off over my head and throw it onto the nightstand. I kick off my boots and tug off my jeans, finally collapsing onto the bed with a heavy sigh.I bet if it were Ike here, he would have no problem luring Cleo into his bed. I know what I wanted to do, but what if she got mad? You're never going to know if you don't try.My eyes drift over to Cleo when she walks out of the bathroom a few minutes later. I sit up and scoot towards the edge of the bed. I was kind of wishing I'd left my clothes on now. I felt exposed, even though Cleo is wearing nothing but a pair of black underwear and a large t-shirt. Her hair is dripping wet and making a huge dark spot on the back of her shirt."Are you just sitting there staring at the wall?" She asks as she tosses her towel onto the floor and approaches the bed. The corner of my mouth lifts up in a smile, but I don't say anything. I don't know how people do this all the time. I worked up the nerve perfectly fine before to kiss her, but n

It was funny, I stopped thinking of Amara altogether because every time I did, I would spend days obsessing over her. Feeling guilty for not being able to save her, wondering what kind of person she would have been. But now all I can think about is how glad I am that Cleo is here. It's like she shouldered some of the pain for me.I can't help myself; I feel myself running my hand up her ribcage and at the edge of her breast. She shudders a little, and I feel myself grinning. I trace down and along the hem of her shirt, which has ridden up just under her chest to expose her entire lower half and stomach. I inch it up a little.I shift so I can lay Cleo down on her back. I hover over her and lean down to bury my face in her neck. I could die right here and be happy. I began placing soft kisses on her skin, getting more and more excited with every gasp she made. I move and kiss her lips, and grunt when she kisses me back hungrily in response. I force her head back a little by pushing my

I could tell she was underwhelmed by my place.I mean, it's not like I was expecting her to be impressed, not after seeing how her other mate lived."I only use this place to rest in between trips." I say after a moment of silence. I walk to my couch and flop down on it, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. I don't want to see the disappointment and pity on her face anymore.I tense a bit when I feel her sitting down next to me. I open one eye and feel my face heating up when we make eye contact."I don't know why you're acting like a baby. We all live different lives." I chuckle and close my eyes again. Of course she would say something like that. Even when I doubted her kindness, she never made me feel like less of a mate. "How often do you usually come here? And how long do you stay? When was the last time you were here?""I come every few months, or if I get hurt or sick and need time to rest. I came back... two months ago because my Alpha needed me to find you.""Why did he

Nate was right in saying his alpha wasn't like any other Alpha. Because he definitely wasn't.Right when Nate opened the door, the smell of weed smacked me in the face. I could hear a machine gun and male voices yelling."Look who it is!" As soon as we walk into the living room a blonde haired man is crashing into Nate and pulling him away from me and towards him. Remember last time a male was too close with our mate? Don't add that to my list of things I have to be paranoid about."About damn time." Nate and the man shove each other around for a moment, both grinning the entire time. "We've all been waiting." I tear my eyes away from the pair and look to the rest of the room.Across one side of the room was a large sectional that took up most of the living room. It was dark brown and looked comfortable and well used. There were three other men sitting on it, two were entirely focused on whatever game they were playing, eyes glued to the giant flat screen TV and thumbs flying over the

I sigh and turn towards the office door. "Come on then. This involves you too now." I grumble as I hold the door open for Zane."I'm not sure I want to be involved with your mate." I shake my head, stopping for a moment to wait for him as he locks up."You're the one who wanted to meet her. Why are you so suspicious of her? You don't even know her.""But you do, right?" He shuffles ahead of me, digging through his pockets for something. He pulls out half of a blunt, slightly squashed now, and a red lighter. He lights it, puffs of smoke following behind him like a train. His words are seared into my head. I do know Cleo, right?As we near the apartment door, I can hear voices yelling from inside. They don't sound alarmed or angry, so I don't panic. Although I did have to remind my panther that we were in the safest place possible, and our mate was surrounded by her kind when the sound of Cleo's yells hit our ears.I shouldn't be surprised by what I see when we walk in, but I am.Leo an