Page 22 of Feral Mates
“We will be here,” I told her.
“Ah, no. You need to listen to me. If you don’t leave, I’ll call for help.” To try to prove her point, she yanked out her phone. Still nervous, her breath was labored, but the single bead of perspiration trickling down the side of her perfect face had nothing to do with fear.
She was fighting the same deep, primal urges.
“Shit. There’s no reception.” Deflated, she shoved her phone into her pocket. “I’ll scream for help.”
“No, you will not,” Roman commanded, his tone deep and as husky as mine.
“And why won’t I?”
Kai exhaled. I sensed his patience running thin. “Because you do not want to.”
“Don’t you dare try and perceive what I want and don’t want. My God. I’m talking to you like any of this is normal. Think, girl. How is this possible?” She looked away, biting on her lower lip. “There is no other explanation but the portal. A lifeform did come through. But how would you know English? Have you been watching us? Learning?”
Her mind was rattled, trying desperately to think of anything to explain what couldn’t easily be done.
The swell of her chest as her breathing remained labored attracted my attention. Her nipples were rock hard, barely hidden under the sweatshirt she’d chosen to wear.
Desire had quickly shifted to explosive, carnal need. Perspiration continued to trickle down both sides of her face.
The three of us crowded her space. “We will not hurt you. There is no need to be frightened.”
Savannah wasn’t comforted by my words, her laugh defiant. “That’s not helpful. One minute you were huge, furry, and beautiful wolves. Now, you’re… You’re…” She seemed equally embarrassed as to her thoughts.
“Finish it, Savannah,” Kai instructed.
She took a step backward, trembling more than before. “How the fuck do you know my name? Did you check in my glove compartment or my insurance card? Is that it? You left me alone in a field after… defiling me. Then you learned who I was. Oh, God. You know where I live. Did you change the tire for me? Was that some kind of crazy apology? If so, it’s not accepted. You can’t just take what you want.”
“Yes, we can.” As I nodded, I found myself smiling from continued amusement.
“What’s so damn funny? I’m expected to believe as a scientist that you were wolves five minutes ago and you shifted into men. That’s not possible.” She was frustrated with herself, equally exasperated with being unable to grasp the rip in her usual reality.
“You crave what you tasted, the longing furrowing deep inside. You don’t understand why, yet you’re as drawn to us as we are to you.” The statement I made was true. The reason why simply didn’t matter.
At least not now.
As her body swayed, she was thinking of all the reasons to argue.
But none mattered.
“Don’t you?” Roman pressed. We crowded closer still, surrounding her on all sides.
There was nowhere for her to run.
Even if she did, there was nowhere she could hide where we wouldn’t find her.
She remained defiant, trembling. Still clutching the knife as if it could save her from what she felt deep inside.
The instant I took the final step toward her, she lifted her head until her eyes locked onto mine. She was even more breathtaking up close, the slight twitch of her nose and the furrow of her brow an indulgent, private treasure.
A moment when she was only mine.
Then it was broken when she thrust the tip of the blade against my skin.
“Stay back!” she hissed.
“No,” I growled, taking a giant step forward.
