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Freya threw up her hands.

“What else am I supposed to think, Hunter?” she asked exasperatedly. “The moment I told you about my past, you shut down. Every time I tried to talk to you in the car and get to know you, you barely gave me an answer. And you”—she jabbed a finger in my direction—“you want me to respect you? Respect is earned.”

I shook my head and smirked. “I’ve earned respect, Red,” I told her.

“Not from me, you haven’t,” she snarled, baring her teeth. “You may have earned their respect, but you sure as hell haven’t earned mine.”

Stepping forward, I opened my mouth to say a few choice words, but Hunter interrupted me.

“I wasn’t disgusted with you, Little Red,” Hunter murmured. “I was simply processing what you told me. Wrapped in my own head about what we were going to do going forward. If I didn’t want you, I wouldn’t have claimed you. When I’m thinking, I get caught up inside my mind. I should have known you wouldn’t know that about me.”

“That’s precisely what I mean.” She shook her head sadly. “We don’t know anything about each other. I realized that in the car. That’s why I was asking questions. Trying to get to know you, and it felt like you didn’t care.”

Fuck, now we were all divulging our feelings. Fucking great.

“This is nice and all, but I’m not interested in singing kumbaya at the moment,” I drawled as I strode toward her. Purpose was written all over my face, desire licking up my hardened shaft. Shit, her little temper tantrum had gotten me rock hard.

“What the hell are you doing?” she cried as I threw my shoulder into her stomach and lifted her into the air. Her small hands pounded on my back as we exited the main room to a chorus of hoots and hollers.

“I’m going to show you respect.” I smirked.

She snorted derisively. “And how do you plan to do that?”

“By burying myself between your thighs.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Oh geez. His crass words brought a sudden halt to my temper, and heat flooded my core. Dammit, why did they have such an effect on me?Because they’re your matesmy inner self chided. I scoffed internally. Some mates. I’d expected so much more if I’d ever found a fated mate. I thought there would be this immediate connection.

There was no denying the pull I had toward the two alphas, but it wasn’t always a happy one. At the moment, I would have gladly buried a hatchet in Wolf’s back without blinking.

“You can’t just say things like that,” I huffed. He was smirking; I could guarantee it. There was no need to look at his face to know he was probably wearing a smug-ass smile.

“On the contrary.” His tone was colored with amusement. “I can say whatever I want. I’m the alpha.”

“If you have to say you’re the alpha, then you’re not an alpha; you’re an ass.”

His hand cracked against my ass. The tight leggings barely provided a barrier.

“Hey!”

“Keep that little mouth quiet, or I’m going to show you what I can do to it.”

And there went my vagina again, the hussy. She’d basically started her own Wolf fan club. Traitorous whore. He walked through the last door on the right. The same one I’d been in earlier. He kicked the door shut with his foot, striding toward the large king-size bed that was draped in soft grays.

I knew I should say something about his treatment of me after mortifyingly blurting out in the middle of the club that I’d been raped since I was a teenager. Not my finest moment. I wasn’t ashamed that I said it. They were going to find out sooner or later, but I was ashamed of what I thought they would think of me.

Wolf didn’t seem to care. Not if the sudden flood of his excitement was anything to go by. Part of me believed that I should have put a stop to what I knew we were about to do. But I didn’t want to. I knew they weren’t ignoring what happened to me. I’d seen the ire in Wolf and Hunter’s eyes when I’d said it. Instead, they were doing the only thing I believed they knew how to do.

Take my mind off of it.

I’d read that once the mating bond was complete it was easier to feel what your mate was feeling. Right now, Wolf was closed off and so, for the most part, was Hunter. Even though Hunter had sealed his mating with me, we were still incomplete until Wolf bit me as well.

Neither of them was being incentive to what I told them. They were just being them and I couldn’t fault them for that. I didn’t want to change who they were anymore than they honestly wanted to change me. Wolf could cry all he wanted about wanting a submissive omega, but I saw the way his eyes lit up when I challenged him.

He was an asshole, that was for sure, but he was my asshole.

I grunted when he dropped me unceremoniously on the bed and scrambled back toward the headboard.

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