Not caring if she was losing her mind, she did the only thing she could think of. She screamed.
Mac moved quickly to her. She tried to move, but the sharp rocks cut into her feet and she slipped. He almost tripped over her as she fell. His hard naked body covered hers while his hand covered her mouth.
“Shh, baby, it’s me.”
She shook her head in denial.
“It is. It will be okay, Annabelle, I won’t hurt you.” He looked into her eyes. “Now I’m going to take my hand from your mouth. Please don’t scream again.”
Annabelle’s body shook, and she tried to push him away when he removed his hand. “Get off me! Get off me!”
“Annabelle, calm down!”
Not knowing what else to do with his stronger body holding her down, she screamed again.
Instead of his hand, he used his mouth to cover her screams.
Annabelle knew his kiss. Even with everything that she had seen, her body recognised his. She started to respond to him when it should have been impossible. Before she knew what was happening, she was closing her eyes and kissing him back. Maybe she was still asleep. Yes, that was it. She was just dreaming.
But if she was dreaming, she wouldn’t feel the pain of the ground digging into the soft skin, would she?
Mac started to pull away, and she found herself lifting her lips to follow. He took a deep breath before resting his forehead on hers.
“Annabelle.” His unique eyes were glowing in the night. “I…I have to get you off these rocks.”
Her body was lifted as he stood and was carried away from the water towards the house. Reality started to push the fog his kisses caused in her mind. He had been…
She started to kick her legs, and his hold loosened. Then she bent down and bit into his shoulder as hard as she could.
“Ow! Damn!” He dropped her legs to the ground.
Annabelle wiggled away and tried to run. But a sharp pain in her foot had her tripping and she ended up on her butt, looking up at him.
He stood over her, rubbing his shoulder. “Now was that really necessary?” he asked clearly not happy. Annabelle nodded, causing him to throw his arms up in the air. “I give up.”
She didn’t know who he was talking to, but she took his moment of distraction and tried to make a run for it again. She didn’t even get all the way to her feet before he grabbed her arm. He pulled, and she tumbled over his shoulder as he bent and lifted her.
“I just want you to remember we were going to do this differently,” he told her and once again started towards the house.
“Do what? What are you going to do to me?” Her voice came out in a squeak.
Mac stopped for a moment. She thought he was going to put her down, but instead he hitched her higher on his shoulder. Then she heard another voice.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah.” Mac answered. “I guess we have to tell her a little differently than we thought.”
Annabelle used her fist on the back on his thigh. “Tell me what! That you’re a dog?”
He half-turned, and she could see another pair of bare feet, jeans, and a bare broad chest. With the blood rushing to her head from being up side down, she narrowed her eyes as Trevor bent down.
“Now did we really look like dogs?” he asked, and she could hear his amusement.
“Yes,” she hissed, kicking her legs. They hadn’t, but damn, she was losing her mind thinking they were wolves. Werewolves.
Trevor laughed and straightened. “We’re going to have our hands full, that’s for sure.”
Annabelle’s foot connected with Mac’s thigh, and he grunted.
“Careful,” Trevor said as Mac caught her heel in his hand. “You don’t want to damage something we might want to play with later.”
Suddenly, she was moved from Mac’s shoulder to Trevor’s. Annabelle started to kick both legs and hit him with her fists, not amused.
“Stop it!” Trevor demanded.
She didn’t have time to get another good kick in before his hand came down and swatted her butt.
“Ow!” she complained and tried to kick him again.
He swatted her again. “Stop kicking me.”
The sting of his hand had her stop fighting.
“Better,” he praised, rubbing the spot he’d spanked.
Lowering her head, she noticed how close his own fine ass was. She opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and bit down, hard.
“Shit!” He yowled and almost dropped her.
Mac barked out a laugh as Trevor shifted her to his front and held her legs with one arm while the other tightened around her back.
“Stop laughing or you’re next,” she threatened Mac.
It only made Mac laugh harder and Trevor growled. “Your mouth is going to be too busy for biting,” Trevor promised.