The answer wasI wasn’t thinking. I wasn’t thinking about anything at all.
My ex, my entire history of men who’d never made me feel anything near this, faded away as I kissed the guy I’d only met minutes ago.Hawk.
Hawk was everywhere. Everything.
This was all sorts of wrong. But I didn’t want to be right.
It felt good. So good. I couldn’t stop, not even if I wanted to. And, I really, really didn’t want to. The ache swelled and radiated a warning.
Something was coming for me. A storm that made me scratch at Hawk’s chest and whimper against his mouth.
“It’s alright, baby, it’s alright.” Hawk pulled back just enough to speak, his breath warm against my lips. “I’ve got you. You don’t have to keep holding on. You can let go, baby. Come for me. Come all over this dick. Your dick.”
Mine!
The word snarled through my mind, but still, I tried to hold on. I sensed that whatever came after I released would resemble sanity, and I didn’t want that. I loved it here. I wanted to stay inside this madness forever.
“You have to do what he says, okay? Okay, sweetie?” The Viking leaned in beside us, even closer now. His thick wrist curled under my chin, pulling the side of my face to his mouth. He laid his forehead against my temple, his lips brushing my cheek softly. “I know you’re confused and scared, but you have to let go.”
If Hawk minded having another man speak to me and kiss my face as he thrust between my legs, it didn’t show.
“Come like a good girl,” Hawk commanded, driving into me harder. His amber eyes glittered with madness, his control fraying at the edges.
“Yeah, come,” the Viking whispered into my ear, his voice a husky coax. “Then we’ll explain everything. And I’ll takemyturn.”
His turn. It was obscene—being told to come by one man while another held me so tenderly. But their words pushed me closerto the edge. I felt the storm building, rattling through me like a freight train barreling toward impact.
Then Hawk snapped his hips. Hit a spot I’d believed to be a myth.
Until now.
“Hawk!” I cried out one last time.
Then I shattered, my body convulsing as wave after wave of relief and something far deeper crashed through me.
Mine!The voice inside me sighed, contented, as I floated over a meadow filled with flowers, high and happy as a balloon.
“What did you do? What the hell did you do?”
The balloon popped. I dropped back down to earth with a thud, my euphoria replaced by an icy dread.
The Mountie stood on the other side of the bars, dressed in nothing but a fleece blanket, his expression murderous.
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Holly.
I remembered now. I remembered everything. Her name was Holly. My bear had bitten her, then left her inside a cell with the two shifters I’d arrested for fighting over her.
And now Hawk had her pinned to the bars, her sweet, chubby thighs wrapped around his waist.
A green-tinted rage, unlike anything I’d ever felt before, rose in my chest, strangling my words as I choked out, “Stop this. Stop this now.”
They didn’t stop. Didn’t even appear to hear me.
