Corrupt Cravings by Jennifer Salaiz Page A

the minute he moved it, she rolled. Offended by the disgust on his face, she shook her head. Unbelievable.
    “Hey, genius, I think you need more air. What are you doing sleeping on one of these, anyway?”
    “It’s a habit. It helped with the shifts at first. Now I just prefer it. Well, I did up until this very moment.”
    Marcella pulled herself over until they didn’t touch. His large frame took up more than half the bed. Finally, settled in, she closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep. The pains made it impossible. Damn, she wanted to change back into her collector.
    At the thought, she felt it stir. Upset, she squeezed her eyes shut tighter. I will not cry! You’re overreacting, Marcella. No one said this would be easy. Oh wait, that’s right, Jason did. Well, when she woke up, she’d go somewhere and change, if even for a moment. There was so much to do, and she didn’t even know where to begin. Going over the options, it wasn’t long before she was disturbed.
    Light snores coming from beside her brought her from her thoughts. How was it that men could fall asleep at the drop of a dime? All of the ones she’d met were out within minutes of lying down. It seemed to take her forever.
    Rising up on her elbow, she held in a groan from the soreness. Donavon was absolutely beautiful. She studied his face in the dark, not being able to get over how much he and Dom resembled each other. Were they somehow related? They had to be. Just thinking about her mate made her remember that she hadn’t called. Rolling over, she searched through her bag and retrieved her cell.
    No doubt the men were all fast asleep, but they wouldn’t mind if she woke them. They probably were pissed that she’d forgotten. Hitting Dom’s number, she waited while it began to ring. A groggy voice answered.
    “Dom,” Marcella whispered quietly in the phone.
    “Hey, how are you? You didn’t call. We were worried.”
    “I’m sorry. I forgot. My mind was just so focused, but I’m calling now to let you know I’m okay.”
    “I miss you, love. It took me forever to fall asleep without you here.”
    “I miss you, too.”

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    Donavon listened to Marcella whispering love words to some man. Unexplainable rage pumped through him, stirring his wolf. He wanted to rip the phone out of her hands and bury her underneath him. The need to dominate her was so severe it scared him. He shouldn’t be feeling this way for her. There was only one woman he ever wanted to be with, and it wasn’t the beautiful creature next to him.
    As the conversation went on, he tried his best to keep his breathing calm.
    “Of course I love you. A piece of me is missing when we’re not together.” A giggle quietly escaped her mouth. “You promise? You know I don’t like to be teased.”
    Donavon flexed his fists slowly as she continued. “Mmm, I can’t wait. Let me talk to Jason. What do you mean he’s not sleeping in there? Oh. Well, put Ambrose on the phone.”
    Three men? She had three lovers? Heat seared his lids while he kept his eyes closed. No more. She’d never see them again. Never.
    “Hey, sweetie.” Another giggle. “I’m good. No. You miss me that much, really? I do love you, Ambrose. I’ll be home soon. You know I need to do this. When things are better, I’ll come back. Okay, tell him I love him, too. Bye.”
    Marcella dropped the phone in her bag and sighed as she shifted onto her back. The need to draw her to him pulled at his sanity. He wasn’t sure why he was reacting this way. It was starting to piss him off that his emotions could so easily be affected by this woman. She obviously had other men, and he had the woman he was meant to be with, but that still didn’t mean he couldn’t keep her, too. He had to.
    Putting his back to her, he tried to make himself go back to sleep. By the time he woke up, everything would be fine and back to normal. Well, as normal as they would get, given his new situation. He smiled. Just the thought of