Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“You wake,” the creature said in a harsh tone that was deeper and scarier than anything I’d ever heard. “You don’t have to open your eyes for me to enjoy this.”
I whimpered and tried to move away subtly, but a low growl rumbled from it and it gripped my upper arm. The beast’s touch wasn’t painful, but it certainly was one that told me I wouldn’t get away.
It licked my neck, then ran its nose, which—good God felt wet—along the spot it had just licked. I shivered, and it hummed, clearly liking that reaction from me.
I clamped my back molars when it slid its massive hand—paw—God, whatever the hell it had, down my arm. As it came closer, I could feel the fur covering its entire body.
The thing was huge, and it used its hold on me to jerk me back toward it. I felt tears slip down my cheeks.
The scent of it was strong, a mix of pine, wilderness, musk, and something almost familiar.
“Keeping your eyes closed won’t change the fact you’re here with me and mine.”
I could hear its voice right beside my ear, felt the deep vibration settling into every single part of me.
I realized then what that familiar scent was. It had been in my room. I gasped, shock filling me. This thing had been stalking me and had watched me sleep.
“This isn’t a dream, Little One, so you may as well open your eyes and see your fate.”
I didn’t obey right away. I just kept my eyes closed and wished all of this away, told myself this was a bad dream and that I’d wake up and be back in the cabin.
But the way it kept running its big, furry paw up and down my arm, and the gentle scrape of its claws along my exposed skin, made it impossible to focus on anything else.
I kept replaying the image over and over again. This wasn’t a human behind me. I didn’t know what it was.
I slowly opened my eyes so I could fully grasp the reality that I was now in. Although the creature was behind me and couldn’t see my face, especially with all the darkness and shadows, it purred as if pleased I had listened to it.
I wanted to tell it to fuck off, but when it slid its paw over my hip and placed it on my belly, its palm was so massive that it encompassed my entire abdomen.
The urge to squeeze my eyes shut again and just block all of this out was strong, but when it jerked me back toward its massively huge body, my mouth went slack at the feel of something hard, long, and huge pressing against my lower back.
I made a startled sound and tried to move away, but its clawed paw was still pressing on my belly, keeping me in place with zero effort.
“Hush now, my little female. I have no intentions of using this—” he rolled his hips forward, digging what was clearly an enormous erection against my body “—on you until you beg me for it.”
I shook my head, biting my tongue because I wanted to scream that I’d never want him or that.
And then it curled its big paw around the flesh of my belly, squeezing it, and letting out what could only be called a purr.
It moved to my hip, doing the same to the flesh there before releasing it and slipping down to my thigh. The creature curled its palm around my upper leg, giving it a little jiggle before growling low.
“Your body is perfect.”
My mouth dried, and I felt something move through me. I couldn’t describe it, but hearing him praise my form in that totally inhuman voice made me feel hot and tingly in places that had no business feeling that way.
I was in that weird mental state of processing its words when suddenly its big paw was covering my breast. I squealed out when it gave the mound a squeeze at the same time it thrust against me, digging that steel rod into my back and pulling a gasp from me.
“Do you like the feel of your mate?”
My heart was jackhammering in my chest. Mate? The fuck?
It was pure instinct that had me slapping his furry paw hard enough I felt his entire body tense. I realized I may have just screwed myself over.
Before I knew what was happening, I was flat on my back with this beast hovering over me. I’d known and felt how massive he was well before now, but having him crowd me like this had me feeling minuscule.
I shrank back from his wolfish face when I spied the rows of sharp teeth in its mouth.
“What are you?” I whispered, horrified.
“I’m yours,” he said with finality. “You are my female, and I am your male.”