the worst. They
cannot leave a man alone. It’s fucking infuriating.” Jane sat
opposite her, eating some food. “We visited a pack up north in the
Rocky Mountains. I went with Max, and the women of the pack were
trying to fuck him right in front of me.” Jane stopped eating and
fisted her hand. “They think because we’re half breed we’re not
worth the male’s time. Those women with their slender hips piss me
off.”
Mary smiled. “It was, erm, the men in the
pack I was with didn’t like me. I was too fat.” Heat filled her
cheeks at the sympathy in Jane’s eyes.
“ Honey, there are men out there
who like a bit of meat on their women. Max doesn’t even allow me to
go on a diet anymore. He banned diets and all healthy food from the
house. Max considers his passions the best kind of
exercise.”
It was Jane’s turn to grow red in the
face.
Smiling, Mary found herself liking Max
from Jane’s description.
Glancing to the far wall she saw the
men were still watching them. “Why are they staring?” she
asked.
“ The men stare, Mary. When I tell
you men like their women with meat, well, some of the men in Zeke’s
pack are the ones who love us women with curves.” Jane started
eating.
Feeling their stares, Mary
struggled to eat. With only half of it eaten she stood,
finished.
Jane stopped her. “Zeke has orders, and
I’m not in the dark, Mary. Sit, eat, you need to keep your strength
up.”
Sitting back down, Mary picked her
spoon up like a scolded child.
“ She giving you trouble?”
Zeke asked, entering the kitchen with Max behind him. Keeping her
head bowed over her food, Mary tried to ignore the warmth his voice
created in her body. No man should have that kind of
power.
“ Not at all. I like her,
Zeke. You better be keeping her.”
Mary couldn’t believe they were talking
about her as if she wasn’t there. Max seemed to take pity on her as
he took Jane in his arms. “Stop matchmaking, woman. You’ve got me
to take care of.”
“ Baby, I want others to
find the kind of happiness that we have.”
Max slapped Jane on the ass. “Come on, you
can show me some lovin’.”
The two disappeared out of the door.
She noticed the men who’d been staring at her had disappeared as
well.
Zeke served himself some soup. Mary
ate her own and was surprised as Zeke took two more bowls and ate a
loaf of bread with his food.
When he was finished, he stood, did the
dishes, and then moved to her. She’d never known another man to be
able to eat more than her.
There’s not any man to
compare it to.
“ Come on.” He took her hand
and led her upstairs. Zeke stopped on the third floor, opening a
door.
One aspect of her turning was that she was
now able to see in the dark well. Jessica lay on her side, fast
asleep. “She’ll be cared for.”
Nodding, she followed him upstairs.
There were not many people around. “Where is everyone?”
“ After a run some stay
behind until the morning. Others leave after a run. This is not a
prison, Mary. This house is for my pack to run and be
free.”
Not saying anything she walked into his
bedroom, which was dominated by a square bed at the far wall. She
saw the four posts surrounded it and what had her gasping were the
silk ties wrapped around each post. Mary had watched enough bondage
videos to know what they were.
Turning around, she jumped as the door
shut and locked.
“ Take your clothes off,” Zeke
said. He was leaning against the door. She watched him pocket the
key. “You’re my toy, Mary. I think I’ve been very nice, and now I
want payment.”
He took a step into the
room.
She moved back as he advanced toward her.
There was nowhere for her to run. Facing him, Mary knew this was
what she signed up for.
Think about the need. The
burning fire and the ache you’ve been having. Give in.
For one month she could be his
toy , and
she’d be able to walk away.
Tugging on the damp shirt, she
pulled it over her head. Her thick stomach
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