of the lower spasms.
“I’m not going to kill you. I will take care of you until you find a pack member to mate with.” His voice was low and soothing. And it grated on every single one of her nerves.
“What if I don’t want to mate with someone? Do I die, then?” She felt like she was dying now. Why the hell should she suffer twice?
“No. I turned you, so I’ll teach you and help you when you go into heat. You’re my responsibility.”
She squinted at him. “I haven’t been anyone’s responsibility for a very long time. And I’m not about to start now. Put me in a room with a good lock. This need has to go away, right?” She slowly counted to ten. When she looked up, she tried not to notice his muscular arms and abs. This man was so mouthwatering. She wanted to reach out and stroke him to see if he was as hard as he looked. She bit her bottom lip as she curled her hands into tight little balls. Don’t touch him. Don’t touch him.
“Fine, we’ll do this the hard way.” He rolled the chair backward out of the room. For a second she felt like whimpering because he’d left her. She should not be sad over his leaving, but there it was. She closed her eyes. Then she heard the soft sound of wheels on the linoleum. She peeked and saw him coming in backward. Oh shit . She looked around. There wasn’t anywhere to go.
Before she could scramble over the side of the tub, he grabbed her. The second his hand touched her, heat exploded up her arm, and her entire body burst into flames just below the skin. She closed her eyes, determined not to look at him. She pulled in a breath, and his smell punched her in the gut. Her stomach cramps stopped, and the pussy cramps shot into overdrive. Don’t move. Don’t move . She tried not to. But something just below her skin itched with need, and she couldn’t keep still. One small twitch while sitting on his lap and she felt something hard dig into her hip. Please be the chair. Please be the chair . Definitely not the chair.
“Breathe or you will pass out.” His voice was soft, deep, and it made her heart jump.
She didn’t realize she was holding her breath. When she let it out, she sagged into him. Into his warm heat. Into that hard body that burned away all her resolve. If she fucked him, the feelings would go away, and she could deal with the situation. One time and she could think enough to find a way out of this cluster fuck. Mmmmm…fucking . She had to get her mind on something else.
He draped one arm around her waist and used the other one to roll the chair out of the room. She should fight him. She should twist out of his arms and onto the cold, hard floor. She should do anything other than sit here and fantasize about running her hands down his chest and over his tight abs. Jason with no shirt on was more temptation than she could resist.
She was going to regret this in the morning. Hell, she was going to regret it the moment her body stopped beating her mind into submission.
“Tell me this is going to go away. I won’t feel like this anymore after we have sex.” At this very second she wanted to hear the words, regardless of if they were true.
“I’m not going to lie to you. It takes hours to satisfy the mating urge under normal circumstances. But you were bit by an Alpha. It will take a lot longer. And fighting it until it builds to an almost uncontrollable level will only prolong things.”
Gio raised her hand and patted his face. “Your bedside manner sucks.”
When he lowered his face a bit toward her, she couldn’t help but tilt her head. She wanted to kiss him. Needed it. One kiss. Just one kiss. Maybe it would help. Like a little bit of alcohol the morning after helped to cure a hangover. Right?
“Wait until you see my manners inside the bed,” he whispered.
His lips descended on hers, and there was no turning back. He stopped moving the chair and wrapped his other hand
“I’m not going to kill you. I will take care of you until you find a pack member to mate with.” His voice was low and soothing. And it grated on every single one of her nerves.
“What if I don’t want to mate with someone? Do I die, then?” She felt like she was dying now. Why the hell should she suffer twice?
“No. I turned you, so I’ll teach you and help you when you go into heat. You’re my responsibility.”
She squinted at him. “I haven’t been anyone’s responsibility for a very long time. And I’m not about to start now. Put me in a room with a good lock. This need has to go away, right?” She slowly counted to ten. When she looked up, she tried not to notice his muscular arms and abs. This man was so mouthwatering. She wanted to reach out and stroke him to see if he was as hard as he looked. She bit her bottom lip as she curled her hands into tight little balls. Don’t touch him. Don’t touch him.
“Fine, we’ll do this the hard way.” He rolled the chair backward out of the room. For a second she felt like whimpering because he’d left her. She should not be sad over his leaving, but there it was. She closed her eyes. Then she heard the soft sound of wheels on the linoleum. She peeked and saw him coming in backward. Oh shit . She looked around. There wasn’t anywhere to go.
Before she could scramble over the side of the tub, he grabbed her. The second his hand touched her, heat exploded up her arm, and her entire body burst into flames just below the skin. She closed her eyes, determined not to look at him. She pulled in a breath, and his smell punched her in the gut. Her stomach cramps stopped, and the pussy cramps shot into overdrive. Don’t move. Don’t move . She tried not to. But something just below her skin itched with need, and she couldn’t keep still. One small twitch while sitting on his lap and she felt something hard dig into her hip. Please be the chair. Please be the chair . Definitely not the chair.
“Breathe or you will pass out.” His voice was soft, deep, and it made her heart jump.
She didn’t realize she was holding her breath. When she let it out, she sagged into him. Into his warm heat. Into that hard body that burned away all her resolve. If she fucked him, the feelings would go away, and she could deal with the situation. One time and she could think enough to find a way out of this cluster fuck. Mmmmm…fucking . She had to get her mind on something else.
He draped one arm around her waist and used the other one to roll the chair out of the room. She should fight him. She should twist out of his arms and onto the cold, hard floor. She should do anything other than sit here and fantasize about running her hands down his chest and over his tight abs. Jason with no shirt on was more temptation than she could resist.
She was going to regret this in the morning. Hell, she was going to regret it the moment her body stopped beating her mind into submission.
“Tell me this is going to go away. I won’t feel like this anymore after we have sex.” At this very second she wanted to hear the words, regardless of if they were true.
“I’m not going to lie to you. It takes hours to satisfy the mating urge under normal circumstances. But you were bit by an Alpha. It will take a lot longer. And fighting it until it builds to an almost uncontrollable level will only prolong things.”
Gio raised her hand and patted his face. “Your bedside manner sucks.”
When he lowered his face a bit toward her, she couldn’t help but tilt her head. She wanted to kiss him. Needed it. One kiss. Just one kiss. Maybe it would help. Like a little bit of alcohol the morning after helped to cure a hangover. Right?
“Wait until you see my manners inside the bed,” he whispered.
His lips descended on hers, and there was no turning back. He stopped moving the chair and wrapped his other hand
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