Page 12 of Camp Dire

“Wait, you only have sex with one person…your entire life?”

“Yeah. We can’t get it hard for anyone else and although we can take ourselves in hand, so to speak, there is no enjoyment in it at all. Like eating but with no flavor to the food or drink.”

She sits and looks at me for a long time as what I have told her sinks in.

“What happens if you’re, um, mate dies or something?”

“A lot of my kind choose to die with their mate. If they don’t they never take another wolf or human as a mate.”

“But…you…you got, um, you know in the shower. You were hard when I -we- kissed at the camp. If you can only get hard for one person your entire life, how come you were that way with me?”

I lift an eyebrow and wait for it to hit her.

“Was it because your mate was close to us?”

I roll my eyes. I can’t help it. Why this is the biggest concept humans struggle with about my species is a constant reminder of why I am really glad I’m a different species.

“Yeah, she was close. Like right in front of me.”

“Then why would you kiss me?! What kind of person does that?” She stands and huffs. “You tell me some bull crap about fated mates or whatever you call it and then you go behind your mate's back and kiss other women. In front of her! So, you can kiss anyone you want, you just can’t fuck them? What kind of sense does that even make? It’s disgusting. You’re just like every other man. You say one thing, but you don’t mean it. And if you lied about that shit, what else are you lying to me about? You are going to eat me, aren’t you? Does calming me down make me taste better somehow? Fuck this! I’m out of here!”

She takes off, running from me and my wolf yet again. And this time I can’t hold the beast back from chasing after our mate and making her ours.

Chapter Twelve

Piper

I get much further than I did the first time. I make it all the way to the middle of the hallway before I hear the animal growl behind me. I can see the stairs and put on a burst of speed so I can make it to freedom. Just a little bit more and I will be on the steps. Just a little bit farther.

A weight hits me in the back and takes me down to the floor. I start fighting to be let up, scratching and kicking to get free. I’m flipped onto my back and the robe I was wearing is torn to pieces as it’s ripped from my body.

“Stop! No!”

It’s like he has fifteen hands, and they are all working to get me naked.

“You never run from a wolf, Piper!” His voice is rough and less than human.

I start pulling at his hair and finally resort to biting as nothing else is working for me. The sound that comes from deep down in Merrik is…thunderous.

“Oh my God!” I probably shouldn’t have done that! I feel the growl he lets out all the way through me as the sound does funny things to my body, things that shouldn’t be happening.

I try to scoot back but his weight is too much for me to move. He’s pinning me to the floor with only his hand. I’m not really running from him anymore. Instead, I’m trying to run from the feelings that well up inside of me. They’re wrong and I’m wrong for having them.

He keeps his hand in the middle of my body as he starts to slide down. What the fuck?!

“What are you doing, Merrik?! Merrik?”

When he looks up at me his eyes are doing this glow-y thing that shouldn’t happen to normal people. It takes my breath but not out of fear. It’s as though they can see right through me. Like they know I’m wet where I shouldn’t be wet and being chased by Merrik has made me…confused and…horny.

“You were so fixated on me eating you, little rabbit, I’ve decided to give you what you want.”

“What?” Oh, no! Oh, shit!

He pushes my knees open with his big body and keeps them spread wide with his massive shoulders. My hands go to his hand holding me down. My fingers curl around his forefinger and pinkie and drive home how much bigger he is than me since it’s like I’m not even there. There’s no resistance for him to work through because he’s already got me naked and me pulling at his fingers is doing nothing to move his hand. I try to kick him but there’s really nothing to hit since he’s laying flat on the ground like I am.

“Merrik. Please.” God, what am I even asking him? My body is coming alive like it has never been before. Never in my life have I felt the things Merrik makes me feel. Not for anyone. I’ve nevereven felt horny for someone else. Is the throb between my legs supposed to be there?

I really need him to stop and explain what is happening and what to do about it. I need to put space between us so I can breathe again - and think, damn it! I need to run, as fast as I can. And stop wondering if he’ll follow again, no matter how far I run. Because that’s a little more than sexy.

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