blankly, Bear got up and wandered off towards the kitchen. Feeling utterly limp, Jess continued to lie limply on the floor in front of Hunter.
He picked up the conversation with a smile, as if was completely natural to have a woman naked and covered in cum at his feet. “Like I was saying, you built a house in my territory. In my favorite clearing to be exact. So this is my house now. You can come and go as you please. You’ll be an honorary pack member and the boys will help you let off a little steam…. or a lot depending on what you need. Sound fair?”
On any other day, hot headed Jess would probably be flipping out right about now over his high handed dictates and blatant manipulation of her emotion, not to mention the kidnapping. However, she just couldn’t muster the energy for any sort of tirade. Besides, it was a pretty good deal if you put all that other stuff aside. Jess could feel Hunter watching and waiting for her response but she was too lost in pleasure to comment yet. Smiling secretly, she thought that maybe if she waited long enough he’d try to convince her in a nice hot shower…
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I tried not to panic, but above everything else, I feared not being able to see, and the blindfold made my heart pound until I thought it might rip right through my chest. That made my breath come faster and heavier, and I fought to regulate it, needing to stay calm enough to get a sense of my surroundings.
I focused on the moment things had gone wrong. I’d been at the club, dancing with an incredibly sexy man who’d introduced himself as Drake. I remembered teasing him about it, telling him his name meant ‘dragon’ and asking if he had a secret beast inside that was going to breathe fire at me. He laughed and told me it was something like that, bought me a drink, and asked me to dance.
I lost myself on the dance floor, moving my hips and dancing on Drake, and I could tell he was excited, so I kept going. Things got heated, more than just the sweaty bodies under the hot, flashing lights. He pulled me against him, kissed me with raw desire, and it ignited something in me that was frightening, so I’d pulled away and told him I needed a drink.
He walked me to the bar, leaned into me, and asked if I wanted to ‘get out of here’. I knew what he was suggesting, and maybe it put me behind the curve, but I still wasn’t ready to take that step with anyone, especially a random guy I’d just met at a club. I told him I wanted to dance some more, and he’d told me he knew a better place to dance.
I wasn’t sure things were going the way I wanted; I’d been called a cock-tease before, but I always managed to peel myself out of sticky situations. This time, though, there was something about Drake that worried me, and I’d lied, telling him I wanted to go but had to find my girlfriend and let her know I was leaving.
I’d walked away from the bar, made sure he wasn’t watching, and hightailed it outside, texting Lena as we’d arranged in case one of us ran into trouble. I got confirmation from her and stood, waiting against the side of the building, watching people come and go. I felt safe enough with so much foot traffic.
The next thing I knew, I was surrounded. I didn’t have time to count, but there had to be at least six men, all just as tall and toned and enticing – and frightening – as Drake. Two had grabbed me by the elbows, and pulled me forward, with another coming behind me and pressing something that felt like a gun to my rib cage.
Filled with fear but