snaps in my direction and he starts stalking toward me. I put my hands up in surrender.
“I give. Don’t hurt me.”
Every word comes out between breaths of my laughing. He grabs my hand and starts walking to the car. I follow because I don’t want him dragging me. He sniffs the air and listens for a while before we walk out of the woods.
I go to grab the handle on the passenger door, but Zander beats me to it. He opens the door for me, I get in and he closes the door. I watch him walk around the front of the car to the driver side door.
He has a blank expression until he gets in the car and looks at me.
He smiles one of those smiles that promises more to come. I blush at the thoughts running through his mind. There is my lying on a bed screaming out in pleasure. Me beneath Zander wrapped around him and sweating. I have to block out his thoughts.
He is starting to make me aroused. Zander drives until the sun comes up. We find a hotel in the busiest part of the small town. The room is plain. Bed to the left. TV across from it. Bathroom along the back wall.
The walls are a tan color. Carpets are brown. White towels in the bathroom. The bathroom is all white. It is an average hotel.
I grab my bag and head to the bathroom. I’m sore from this morning’s fun. I turn on the hot water and adjust the temp for as hot as I can stand it. I take off my clothes and step under the hot water.
It cascades down my back and relaxes my tight muscles. I hear the door to the bathroom open and a smile spreads across my face. I think I know who it is, and I’m wondering when he is going to join me.
The smell hits me and it isn't Zander. It smells like a Damon. Like brimstone and hell. I act like nothing is wrong. I grab the knife I put at the top of the shower. It isn't going to get me. I will take it out.
"Get out of the bathroom Rage. You better not have saw anything or I will cut out your eyes."
I laugh at Zander's voice. He is threatening a Damon. He is surely a glutton for punishment.
"If you don't I will."
I hear a gasp from the doorway.
"I like her. She's feisty."
The comment is followed by deep laughter. I think we are going to get along just fine. I decide to stay in the shower just a bit longer.
Once my muscles are fully relaxed, I get out. I grab a towel and wrap it around myself before stepping from behind the shower curtain. I close the bathroom door and lock it. I get dressed quickly and walk into the cold room.
I notice a male Damon with red hair and black eyes, about 7’ and muscular; a female archer with brown hair and silver eyes, about 6’6 and slender; a male Gargoyle with grey hair and purple eyes, about 6’8 and defined; and an Incubus with black hair and ice green eyes, about 6’4 and perfect.
“I think that’s enough of your thinking missy.”
I look at Zander, and realize he’s mad. What did I do now? I look at him questioningly.
“You thinking about how Dustin is perfect.”
Oh. So the Incubus is Dustin. I decide to get under Zander’s skin a little. I walk up to Dustin and put my hand on his chest. Walking around him I let my hand slide across him as Zander watches.
I stop when I make it back to the front of him. I grab Dustin by the back of his head and pull him to me. Before our lips touch Zander jerks me away from Dustin.
He is furious at me, guess that will teach him to tell me what to think about. He is shaking with anger. It is actually cute. His face and ears turn red. I know what is going to happen if he doesn’t calm down.
“You need to relax or your wolf will take over and you’ll shift. Now do you really want to do that with me standing this close?”
He looks at me for a moment. I’m smashed against his chest, with his face pressed into my neck.
After a few moments his breathing evens out and he kisses my mark. The sensation shoots straight to my core,
“I give. Don’t hurt me.”
Every word comes out between breaths of my laughing. He grabs my hand and starts walking to the car. I follow because I don’t want him dragging me. He sniffs the air and listens for a while before we walk out of the woods.
I go to grab the handle on the passenger door, but Zander beats me to it. He opens the door for me, I get in and he closes the door. I watch him walk around the front of the car to the driver side door.
He has a blank expression until he gets in the car and looks at me.
He smiles one of those smiles that promises more to come. I blush at the thoughts running through his mind. There is my lying on a bed screaming out in pleasure. Me beneath Zander wrapped around him and sweating. I have to block out his thoughts.
He is starting to make me aroused. Zander drives until the sun comes up. We find a hotel in the busiest part of the small town. The room is plain. Bed to the left. TV across from it. Bathroom along the back wall.
The walls are a tan color. Carpets are brown. White towels in the bathroom. The bathroom is all white. It is an average hotel.
I grab my bag and head to the bathroom. I’m sore from this morning’s fun. I turn on the hot water and adjust the temp for as hot as I can stand it. I take off my clothes and step under the hot water.
It cascades down my back and relaxes my tight muscles. I hear the door to the bathroom open and a smile spreads across my face. I think I know who it is, and I’m wondering when he is going to join me.
The smell hits me and it isn't Zander. It smells like a Damon. Like brimstone and hell. I act like nothing is wrong. I grab the knife I put at the top of the shower. It isn't going to get me. I will take it out.
"Get out of the bathroom Rage. You better not have saw anything or I will cut out your eyes."
I laugh at Zander's voice. He is threatening a Damon. He is surely a glutton for punishment.
"If you don't I will."
I hear a gasp from the doorway.
"I like her. She's feisty."
The comment is followed by deep laughter. I think we are going to get along just fine. I decide to stay in the shower just a bit longer.
Once my muscles are fully relaxed, I get out. I grab a towel and wrap it around myself before stepping from behind the shower curtain. I close the bathroom door and lock it. I get dressed quickly and walk into the cold room.
I notice a male Damon with red hair and black eyes, about 7’ and muscular; a female archer with brown hair and silver eyes, about 6’6 and slender; a male Gargoyle with grey hair and purple eyes, about 6’8 and defined; and an Incubus with black hair and ice green eyes, about 6’4 and perfect.
“I think that’s enough of your thinking missy.”
I look at Zander, and realize he’s mad. What did I do now? I look at him questioningly.
“You thinking about how Dustin is perfect.”
Oh. So the Incubus is Dustin. I decide to get under Zander’s skin a little. I walk up to Dustin and put my hand on his chest. Walking around him I let my hand slide across him as Zander watches.
I stop when I make it back to the front of him. I grab Dustin by the back of his head and pull him to me. Before our lips touch Zander jerks me away from Dustin.
He is furious at me, guess that will teach him to tell me what to think about. He is shaking with anger. It is actually cute. His face and ears turn red. I know what is going to happen if he doesn’t calm down.
“You need to relax or your wolf will take over and you’ll shift. Now do you really want to do that with me standing this close?”
He looks at me for a moment. I’m smashed against his chest, with his face pressed into my neck.
After a few moments his breathing evens out and he kisses my mark. The sensation shoots straight to my core,
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