Total pages in book: 218
Estimated words: 212458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1062(@200wpm)___ 850(@250wpm)___ 708(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1062(@200wpm)___ 850(@250wpm)___ 708(@300wpm)
But when I need to pull air into my lungs again, instead, I watch in shock as their fur splits away and vanishes like cotton candy dipped in water and they turn into naked men! One of them, a huge lighter-haired guy with muscles, tattoos, and dimples reaches out and slaps the back of the guy that kissed me. The other, an insanely tall, crazy-hot dark-haired one with piercing blue eyes smiles a wide smile at me.
“Good goin’ brother,” he calls out.
The tattooed one then laughs, “Looks like your hands are full, my man. Want me to drive?”
I’m now slack-jawed, faced with three naked, massive men who look like they could be part of the Magic Mike troupe of male entertainers. And dildo models, because… can you say huge?
“Where’s my sister?” I spit.
Naked guy that kissed me and put me in this seat reaches for me again as tatted-up naked guy climbs into the driver’s seat. I’m then pulled into the back seat with him and put on his lap. His naked lap. Eep!
“Let me go!” I demand before belting out another blood-curdling scream.
This has all three of them plugging their ears and wincing.
“Joel!” he calls out instead of responding to me, while he pulls my handbag strap up over my head. He tosses the bag at the dark-haired blue-eyed guy who is now standing in front of us. “Her keys’re probably in there.”
“Hey!” I shout and try to fight harder, but it’s fruitless as he pins my arms to my body. “Gimme that back,” I demand.
“She’s related to her,” the tattooed guy in the front says as he starts the car.
“Yup,” the guy that has me replies.
I writhe and grunt with effort, trying to grip the doorhandle while fighting to get out of his hold, but he’s incredibly strong.
“Let me go! You! Get back here with my bag!” I call out to the bare backside of the guy with my purse heading toward my car.
“Sister,” the guy who has me states.
“Yup. Doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, but at least you have answers,” Tattooed guy in the driver’s seat replies.
“The fog, the shadow? They’re gone,” the guy that has me adds.
“Good news.” The one in the front looks over his shoulder, looking pleased. “The best news.”
The one who has me empties his lungs like he’s filled with relief and then he runs his nose across my throat and inhales my hair, murmuring, “Yeah. Gone.”
There’s a weighty, strange silence in the confined truck space for a moment before I break it.
“Uh, excuse the interruption, but could you kindly let me fucking go?” I demand this despite the goosebumps rising on my flesh, “And get my sister here right now?” His grip on me goes tighter. One arm is wrapped around my waist, the other a steel band across my chest.
Neither of them respond.
I continue to struggle. I’m grunting, cussing, and now panicking because the driver has turned this truck around and we’re on the move.
“Let me…ugh…go!” I try again, digging my fingernails into the guy’s wrist, trying to get him to release me. “You’re gonna be in so much fucking trouble if you don’t.”
I see my car getting smaller as we move away. The naked Joel is standing there talking to the gas station attendant. He’s casually. gripping the strap of my purse. Like they’re shooting the shit, talking about the weather or something while I’ve been abducted!
I cry out in distress.
The driver says, “Really fuckin’ pleased for you, brother.”
“Amen,” replies the guy who has me. “Drive faster, Jase. Unless you wanna witness the mating.”
What? WHAT?
“You’d better let me go, right now, Doggo,” I warn, “I’ve already told the cops you people took my sister and they’re not far behind me. Tell me where she is and let me go now before you make this worse on yourselves.”
“Doggo,” the driver, obviously Jase, repeats, laughing.
I feel the one that has me shaking with laughter.
“Oh, so you can hear me. How rude,” I chirp. “Ignoring me while accosting me with your mouth and then kidnapping me, robbing me. Are you ready to be sent to jail?”
I’m full of baloney. But I need to do something. The guy who has me buries his nose into the crook of my neck and inhales me again, bringing out more goosebumps and sending a butterfly nest free in my belly. I push those odd sensations away, brain running a million miles a minute.
I’m defenseless. Where is he taking me? Is Ivy there, too?
“Faster, Jase. I can’t wait much longer.”
The truck speeds up and Jase is laughing. And this makes me angrier. And a little scared. But I hide the scared.
“I swear to God…” I threaten, continuing to try to struggle my way out of his hold.
“Amelia,” he whispers into my ear in a commanding tone, “Stop squirming on my cock or I’ll have no choice but to take you right here.”