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“I need to go to bed.” The tension between us was thick and unstable. I shivered.

“Are you sure?” His hand drifted lower, brushing over my hard, aching nipple. I whimpered, desperate for more, yet hating that he made me feel this way. Why was I so attracted to this asshole?

He wasn’t nice or kind. He obviously didn’t want me here, so what kind of sick game was he playing?

“Yes!” I pushed against his chest, but he was like a fucking brick wall and instead of stepping away, he just pressed closer. Close enough that I could feel the hard ridge of his cock throbbing against my lower belly.

Oh god, was he going to…?

“Your words say ‘let go’, but your body is telling a different story, baby.”

He inhaled deeply, and I flushed. Could he smell me somehow?

The fact he was so obviously aroused should have terrified me, but I wanted him to…touch me. Just like before, when he found me in the kitchen.

I was sick. Nothing about the way Tanner had me pinned up against the wall was sweet or even consensual. But although he wasn’t letting me go, he also wasn’t pushing this any further. He wanted me, yes, and he could have forced himself on me, but he hadn’t.

So far.

Something settled in my chest. My hands rested on his chest, so rather than continuing to push him away, I explored a little. He sucked in a sharp breath when I brushed my fingers lower, tracing the hard planes of his abs.

His skin was so smooth and taut, his muscles so hard. He shuddered at my inexperienced touch and in the space of a heartbeat, I went from feeling powerless to powerful.

Having power over him was addicting. Power was something I’d not had before. But the second I brushed the waistband of his shorts, he grabbed my wrist and pushed back.

“Be careful what you wish for, little human.”

His lips briefly touched my neck as he inhaled my scent. Then, before I could respond, he was gone, leaving me confused and craving more.

A lot more.

Tanner

What was it about the human girl that got under my skin? She reminded me of a scared rabbit most of the time. One look from me and fear flared in her eyes.

I’d noticed she was a lot less terrified of Cole and Silas, which made sense seeing as how they were mostly all sweet and nice, unlike me.

Nobody had ever made the mistake of calling me nice.

The idiots I chased down and tortured definitely didn’t think I was nice.

Not being nice was kind of my brand.

I liked not being nice.

In fact, I positively thrived on not being nice.

So why did it kill me a little inside when Eva cringed away from me?

I had no clue.

What I did like, however, was the scent of her fear, and more specifically, her arousal. That got me all worked up and my cock was currently fucking furious with me for walking away from my little rabbit.

I collapsed on my bed and closed my eyes, ignoring my cock for the moment. Shifting and going for a run was tempting, but if the human was still up, she’d be curious. And as any good girl knew, curiosity killed the cat.

Neither Silas nor Cole had told her what we were yet, which didn’t surprise me. No doubt they were worried she’d take fright and run away from the big, bad wolves.

I smiled. Something about that scenario was undeniably tempting. My imagination pictured her running through the forest dressed only in a thin shirt, legs bare and long hair cascading down her back.

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