Page 36 of Savagely Mated

The room is getting thick with feral energy again. When I am in the presence of these men, my body reacts. I can’t help it. It’s an animal thing. Something in me just really likes something in them.

Plus, I won’t lie, there’s always a thrill to be had in getting into trouble.

Einar crouches down in front of my chair, which puts his head and mine at roughly the same height. He takes my hands in his and looks into my eyes. You don’t see green eyes very much inEclipse City, nor do you see his kind of dark red hair. You could almost mistake it for brown it’s so deep, but flashes of copper keep being visually ignited by the candles in the room.

“I need you to listen to me,” he says, lowering his tone as he speaks to me like a wayward child. “You have to stop running from us, do you understand?”

I understand that I want to fuck him.

More specifically, my body wants to fuck him. It’s not a mental thing. I’m not technically into guys twice my age who abduct me from my bedroom, finger me in a van, and then lure me to a house where nobody will hear me scream. There’s just something about these men. They kept saying we have a mate bond. Doesn’t really make sense to me, it’s not a term I’ve heard before. They keep talking about it like I should know what it means, like it’s some commonsense thing. I assume it’s a fancy way of saying they all want to fuck me. That does seem to be what it boils down to.

“I’m an animal,” I tell him. “I’ll run when I feel like it.”

He lets out a sigh. “I am trying to do this in a way that doesn’t involve you being painfully dominated and humiliated, but you’re making it practically impossible, Darcy.”

My entire body flushes as those words come out of his mouth,painfully dominated and humiliated.I don’t know why, but that made every part of me flush with excitement.

“You belong to us,” he continues. “You are ours.”

“I just met you a day ago.” I scowl at him. “And I don’t belong to anyone. I belong to myself. I’ve got a job now, and I’m good at it.”

“She doesn’t understand what you’re talking about,” Rafe cuts in. “You think the academy sat her down and explained the birds and the bees when it comes to girls who turn into wolves sometimes? I bet they didn’t.”

Einar glances at him, then looks back at me. “Is that true? Do you not know how mating works?”

I feel another hot rush, but this time it’s just embarrassment. “Of course I know how mating works. I got the same class as everybody else. I’m not an idiot. And I’m not staying here. Don’t contact me again.”

Einar catches my wrist as I get up to leave. My eyes meet his, and something flashes between us, something powerful and primal. Something I have no intention of fucking with.

I sigh. I really don’t want to ruin this super cool uniform. I bet I’ll be charged for it if I do.

I reach for the zipper at my throat and pull it down with my free hand. Einar is still holding me, not apparently having the slightest clue what I am doing. They’re all watching me now. Kirin has moved so he is leaned up against the door frame, looking his usual devastatingly, aristocratically handsome self, and Rafe is still consuming cake.

Their eyes lock on me as I peel the jacket from my body. Einar even lets my wrist go in order for it to come off. I do the same for the pants and boots. I’m wearing panties, but no bra. I didn’t intend for that to be a tactical decision, but it is proving to be one.

“I will be coming for these,” I say as I peel the leathers down my legs.

Do they really not know what I’m doing? They can’t be this stupid. The expressions on their faces indicate that they are in some kind of hormonal stupor. I see their eyes lighting up with carnal desire. They may not be stupid, but their reaction to the sight of my bare skin is certainly making them dumb. Breasts might be the most powerful things on the planet.

I fold everything neatly and I carry it over to the window, open the window, and drop the pile outside. They still don’t seem to understand what is happening. I look around at all three of them, see lust written across their faces as they too, start to remove their clothes. This will be easier if they are naked, I suppose. They won’t want to run through the streets with their bits and pieces exposed for all to see.

They really think I am about to fuck them. That’s how intense the male ego and libido is. A woman removes her clothing and it has to be because she wants a penis inside her. Couldn’t be because she has a plan of her own, intentions of her own…

I turn into their worst nightmare. I shift into my wolf form, flowing from female to fur-beast, my body becoming multiple times more powerful, my teeth growing long and sharp, my mouth becoming a muzzle, my inner self finally being displayed in an exterior way.

Now I will turn the tables on them. Now I will frighten them. Now I will hunt them. They will understand what it feels like to be the prey of a much larger, more vicious predator… wait. What is happening?

I am not the only one changing. Shock hits my animal brain as the three men who were in the process of getting naked themselves are suddenly not three men, but three wolves.

Mate bond.

Suddenly it makes sense to my animal brain in the way it should have made sense all along. They keep saying mate bond because they are the same creatures as me. Not merely men, but beasts. How did I not know?

I think about it in simple animal thoughts. They kept me separate from the shifter males at the academy. They kept everything about me and my kind something like a secret. They certainly didn’t encourage shifting.

Finding myself at the mercy of three full grown male wolves is terrifying.

I crouch down, teeth bared. I may be in heat, but these males are bigger and more frightening than they were before, and my reaction is to want to keep them at bay.

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