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His thumb moves in slow circles over my thigh and I find myself relaxing in his embrace. Something about him soothes me even if every bit of me is on high alert. He is the ultimate drug.
Exhaustion overwhelms me as my body eases from his touch. His hand at my hip releases me and he gently strokes up and down along the curve of my waist. I sigh at his soft touches, feeling myself slip deeper into comfort. Although he could easily run his hand up my shirt so we’d be skin to skin, he doesn’t. I’m grateful for the restraint, but at the same time I crave his body against mine. For some unknown reason my anxiety seems to vanish and suddenly I can’t remember what I was so concerned about. Everything just feels right and all I can think about is how good this feels. As if reading my mind, he gently pulls me into his hard chest and I allow it.
“Grace?” His voice is caressing yet still dominating.
“Yes?” I answer easily, rubbing my cheek against his chest.
“What do you know about werewolves?” he asks again, keeping his voice low and soothing. His chest rises higher with a deeper, longer inhale. I’m so relaxed that I hardly hear his words. Nuzzling into his neck, I have an intense urge to lick his throat and leave open-mouth kisses all over his chest.
As quickly as the urges come on, they leave me. What the hell? The realization of what I’d intended to do strikes me with a force that jolts me awake. I jerk out of his embrace and stand up so quickly I almost fall flat on my face. Devin doesn’t move. He merely raises one eyebrow in question.
“Are you doing this to me?” I stare at him, meeting his gaze head-on. Of course he’s doing this to me. I’m not a damn toy he can play with!
“Doing what?” he asks as though he has no idea.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” I make an attempt to yell, but my cadence wavers and my voice cracks.
He stares back at me without any indication that he’s even heard me. “Calm down.”
Calm down? I want to cry at his response. What’s happening to me? I need to get away from him. I search for the door, still disoriented and light-headed. I grip the edge of the desk to maintain my balance.
“Grace?” This time he sounds concerned and he gets up to try to steady me, but I push him away and nearly stumble into the wall, the push moving only myself and not him.
“You drugged me?” I say it as more of a statement than a question and I can’t keep the sadness out of my tone. How the hell did I let that happen? I think back, searching for a moment when they could’ve slipped me something, but I haven’t eaten anything. I haven’t had so much as a single sip of water since they took us. It had to have been when I was asleep.
He approaches me cautiously, like the way one would approach a wild, wounded creature that’s startled and backed into a corner. I don’t blame him. I’m so unpredictable that I don’t even know how I’m going to react. It’s like I’ve lost my mind around him. He holds up his hands. “No one drugged you.” He reaches for me, but I take a step back and round the desk.
“Grace, you’re safe. It’s okay.” I shake my head at his words. The action makes me feel dizzy again. My skin feels heated and a tingling sensation takes over my limbs. He hasn’t tried to grab me, but I take another step away from him to get closer to the door. My breathing is erratic and I don’t know if it’s from the drug or my anxiety. I try to swallow again, but I can’t.
“Grace, I think you’re going into shock.” He stays planted where he is with his arms still raised. “Just try to calm down, okay?” I stare at him like a deer in headlights.
Shock? Is that what this is? No, that doesn’t explain the urges. I bite my lip at the sordid thoughts. I’ve never felt this way before. My gaze travels over his body. He’s absolutely gorgeous. He’s got a vibe to him that lets you know he’d pin your legs back and fuck you until you begged for more and then some. My lips part and I let out a small moan as I picture it. My pussy clenches and heats.
A look of relief flashes across Devin’s face almost too quickly for me to notice. I notice, though. I give him a questioning look.
“Calm down, Grace.” His voice is firm now.
“No, not until you tell me what the hell is going on.” I just barely get out the words while maintaining an air of authority. My body is begging me to bow to him. A hot sensation pulses through me, starting at my core and making me squirm. Something’s wrong. I can’t stop my facial expression from showing my desperation. My eyes plead with him to help as the tears fall.
“What did you do to me?” Any semblance of authority I had has vanished. I’m practically begging him to give me answers.
“I didn’t do anything. I promise you.” His eyes look so sincere, but I know something is wrong. “It’s only because you’re around me that you feel this way.” His tone conveys his sympathy.
“Then I need to leave now!” His eyes harden and his fists clench.
“No.” His stern reply offers no alternative.
My body crumples and heats, making me feel weak and light-headed once again. “I’m not okay. Please help me.”
He nods his head and says, “I’ll help you, sweetheart. Come here. Let me hold you.” What other choice do I have? I can run, but how far would I get? I feel so weak right now. If he can help me, I’ll let him. I’ve been told I’m independent to a fault, but I’m not stupid. My body is begging me to listen to him and obey. I cave and make my way back to him, sulking the entire time. As I near him, he sits down and opens his arms. He wants me to sit back down on his lap. I’m about to surrender to him but then I remember Lizzie, and it makes me hesitate.
“She won’t be feeling what you’re feeling. Not yet.” His voice brings my focus back to him. I stare at his face as I try to comprehend his words.
“Why?” is all I manage to get out. He takes a deep breath, looking at the wall then back at me before he replies.
“She’s not in heat yet.”
“Heat?” I tilt my head in confusion. He just nods his head, maintaining eye contact. My eyes widen in shock and outrage. “Like a dog!” He grimaces and then a low growl barrels from his chest.
