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She shook her head. “Ignore that smell. Focus on the fact you took me against my will and I do not want to do this.”

He took a step into the room and then another, his feet dragging as if trying to fight his own desires. “I’m trying to listen. All I can focus on is your scent.”

“Hold your nose. Try not to breathe.” Kendra’s gaze went to the enormous erection bulging in Fridolph’s jumpsuit. He was doing a terrible job of keeping control of himself. “Think of the most unattractive thing you have ever encountered. Maybe there’s a food you hate or some smell that makes you feel sick. Think about that. Don’t look at me and don’t smell me. Distract yourself. Do whatever it takes so I can get out of here.”

Fridolph let out a shaky sigh and averted his gaze. “You’re right. I can beat this.”

“Yes! Of course you can. You’re more than your desires. You’re more than that beast waving around in your pants. You get a say in what you do.” Kendra could see how hard Fridolph fought his urge to lunge at her. “I will help you when we get out of here. I’ll find you someone incredible to be with, someone who wants to be with you. That person is not me.”

Fridolph nodded. He clasped his hand over his nose and mouth and stared at the ceiling.

“That’s it. Keep doing that. I’m going to move slowly around you. Stare at the ceiling and focus on whatever disgusting thing you’re thinking about right now.”

“I’m thinking about the sewage pipe explosion last month. I was in the room when it happened. It took me five baths to get the stench from my fur. I do not enjoy baths.” Fridolph’s voice was muffled by his hand as he spoke.

“That sounds nasty. Focus on the sewage. Remember its stench and the way it clung to your fur. All those gross brown bits you couldn’t identify.” Kendra edged along the wall, keeping Fridolph in sight. “When I get out of here, I’ll close the door. Then I’ll get someone to come and get you out as soon as possible.”

Fridolph nodded, his gaze not leaving the ceiling. “Hurry.”

Kendra inched away from the wall. She didn’t dare hurry in case the movement excited him. Rolons loved to hunt and enjoyed nothing more than chasing down a fertile female. It was something both sexes enjoyed but not her.

He glanced at her out of the side of his eye.

“No! You keep looking upwards. Pretend I’m not here. I’ll be out in a minute. Everything will be fine.” She made it to the next wall, keeping her back to it and her movements slow in an attempt to minimize the distribution of her smell. She could do this. She would get out of here. When she did, Kendra would have serious words with Ivy about shoving her on a date with a randy Rolon. After that, she’d insist on a long holiday, paid for by Diadora. They were at fault here. It was time she stood up for herself. She deserved better than this. She was so sick of being used by others and only noticed when someone wanted something. It was time that came to an end.

Her fingertips brushed the door panel, and she let out a sigh, turning as she did so. Her freedom was in sight.

Kendra gasped as Fridolph’s hands wrapped around her shoulders, and he pulled her against his chest.

“I’m sorry. I can’t. You’re too tempting to let go,” he breathed into her ear.

She kicked backwards, but he held on tight. “Let me go.”

“I can’t. But everything is prepared. You won’t be disappointed.”

“What are you talking about? What have you prepared?” Fridolph’s grip around Kendra’s chest tightened as he opened the door and walked her out and into the room next door.

“We have everything we need in here.”

Kendra’s eyes widened as she looked around the room. There was a nest of bedding in one corner, a pile of food, and bottles of water. The air smelt warm and musky, and she saw an oil burner set against the wall.

“What the hell is this place?”

“It’s my den. It’s our den now.”

She failed to swallow the panic rising in her chest. Fridolph’s erection dug into her back as he held onto her tightly. There was no way he was letting her go.

He nuzzled her neck, and his tongue slid across her skin. “I have never tasted anything like you before. This will be incredible.”

“This is not happening, and it won’t be incredible.” Kendra’s voice trembled. This was her whole life in miniature. Someone always took advantage and used her to get what they desired, regardless of what she wanted. Her foster families had done it, her work colleagues had done it, and now this Rolon was doing it.

Fridolph groaned into her hair. “I know my actions suggest otherwise, but this is not what I want. I wish it could be different.”

“It can be different if you let it,” Kendra said. “You don’t have to do this. You have a choice.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist, still holding her tightly against his chest as he walked them toward the nest of bedding. “I don’t. I tried so hard to stop this from happening.”

“It looks like you didn’t try that hard. It must have taken time to prepare this... sex den.”