“Try to stay still and it won’t itch,” Jessica said.
Nodding, Mary stayed still to find the silver was uncomfortable but didn’t hurt anymore. “Thank you, and that is the reason why I had to spare you.”
“Why? No one else would have. They act like nice people, but they wouldn’t have spared me.”
“You’ve been nice to me, Jessica. I couldn’t let anyone hurt you. Put it down to me not being a full breed or blood or whatever it is you all call me.”
They were silent once again. The sounds of their fallen pack were getting quieter and fewer. There wouldn’t be any left within a few minutes. “I’m sorry about the rest of your pack,” Mary said.
“Don’t worry. I’m not. They probably deserved what is coming to them.” The anger in Jessica’s voice startled Mary.
Within the hour Max and Zeke were back. Zeke was buttoning up his jeans. The action was purely male, and her pussy pounded as a shot of lust struck her hard. The intense feeling startled Mary making her tense.
Jessica remained still, staring past Mary’s shoulder.
“Are you okay to bring Jessica to the house?” Zeke asked.
Max nodded working the silver chain from around them.
“I’m going to take Mary. I’m sure we have much to discuss.”
Her body was itching all over from the chains and also from the way Zeke was making her feel.
You’re his toy. You’re not here willingly.
She tried to cut off all of her lustful thoughts about the man in front of her. Could her need for him have anything to do with her virgin state? Mary hoped not. She wasn’t ready to fall for a man she didn’t know.
You’re going to be having sex with him by the end of the night. Virgin no longer.
When she’d made the agreement to be with him, Mary hadn’t thought about that little hiccup. Shit, she hoped it didn’t hurt. There was no way she could stand for him to know he would be her first.
Probably her last, too, seeing as she never trusted a male’s company.
The silver moved up her skin creating a burning path of pain. Falling to her knees, she cried out as the pain got too much.
Quickly the silver left her skin, and Mary gasped. “Silver is not supposed to be like that,” Zeke said, helping her to her feet.
“I don’t suppose being allergic to silver as a human wouldn’t have helped.” She always had a severe reaction to silver jewelry and always had to go for gold or not bother at all.
“As a wolf that pain would be magnified,” Zeke said.
“I guess.” The silver fucking hurt.
She watched Jessica being led away and started struggling within Zeke’s arms. “You’re not going to hurt her, are you?”
“We have a deal. I keep my word.”
“You’ve just slaughtered my entire pack. Forgive me if I don’t believe you.”
Zeke threw his head back and laughed. The hand on her arm tightened. It didn’t hurt, but she knew there was no chance of escape. He would stop her from going anywhere.
“It’s nice to know your bite hasn’t been taken from you.” He moved in close, inhaling her scent. “God, I can’t wait to see if your pussy is as tight as I imagine.”
Crossing her legs, she glared at him.
“Crossing your legs is not going to keep my dick from you. You’re going to have me everywhere.” His hand moved to her ass, gripping her flesh tight. “Your ass, mouth, cunt, and tits are all mine.”
Don’t be turned on.
She was a virgin, but she wasn’t immune to the lust. Since she’d been bitten, the sexual urges within her had grown strong. There was nothing she could do to stop the cravings. Those very same cravings had forced her to start buying porn movies in an attempt to find some kind of release with her own hand. In the last year alone she imagined she’d masturbated more than in the whole of her life. At twenty-five years old it was quite pitiful.
“Ah, I see you like the sound of that.” Zeke leaned in close pressing his nose against the curve of her neck. If he was to bite her neck he’d kill her. Her pulse pounded, and she tried to calm down. If he was to take a chunk out of her neck he’d take a major artery, and being a half breed she wouldn’t be able to survive such an attack. She hoped he would take into account her more human side. “You want my dick, don’t you?”
Licking her lips, she stared past his shoulder wishing there was something else she could be doing.
“You’re not going to answer. I can live with that. I’ll have you begging soon enough.” Together they walked out into the night. The warm air washed over her, and she gasped. The scent of the night air called to her wolf, begging to be released. This was the first time she’d kept her change within her. The moment the full moon was high in the night sky she liked to change. The next three days were important to her as it kept the sickness at bay. When she hadn’t turned one month because she could no longer stand the treatment of the pack, she’d been ill for the entire month. Work had been horrid as she couldn’t stand the noises and scents. The only way she could keep focus was if she turned every full moon.