Page 15 of Unforgivable

"Oh," I tell him. I bite my lip, refusing to tell this male that I disagree. It's a nice idea, but not really the truth. Plenty of males seek their own pleasure and care nothing for the female they fuck.

Rhet smirks at me and presses his mouth to the tip of my nose. "You'll see."

"I want to kiss you," Ezra murmurs in a deep voice next to my ear. Thjis backs away, giving his packmate room to move closer. "May I kiss you, beautiful?"

I nod, and Ezra leans in. More tears slip out of me. Both of us are getting wet, but Ezra doesn't seem to mind as he melds his mouth to mine. I'm not even sure why I'm crying; my emotions are completely jumbled.

"Enough, Ezra," Rhet commands.

Ezra growls in disappointment but pulls back, his eyes tinted yellow from his wolf. "Addicting," he murmurs.

"You see, we'll always be able to stop, Lyri. With three of us, we can control ourselves, control each other," Rhet claims.

I look at him and just smile tearfully. I know better than to believe this, but I also know that he believes in his own words.

"May I go to my room, Rhet? I want to think about this."

He nods, standing up. "I'll be with you in a few hours, Lyri. Thjis will go with you for now." So, I am still being 'guarded.' I wonder how much of their attentiveness over the last few weeks has been from trying to get me used to their presence. Will our sexual relationships work the same way? A different male per night, taking turns? Will I get a day off? I shake the thoughts away. It's too soon to wrap my head around this.

Thjis picks me up and carries me to the door.

"Goodnight, beautiful," Ezra says.

"Goodnight, Ez," I reply softly.

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