Lycan It, S. Yule [book recommendations for teens TXT] 📗

could stop himself, he flicked her nipple, and she gasped and let out a low moan. His cock hardened painfully and throbbed to the rhythm of his heart. When he trailed his hand down her soft stomach and opened the fastening on her jeans, her eyes shot open and panic darkened them once again. He shook his head at her, silently commanding her to trust him, but she bucked wildly, trying to get away from him as he yanked the denim from her legs and tossed them across the cave.

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He reached for the snap on his jeans and wiggled out of them. The only thing that separated them from being skin to skin was her matching panties and bra. She renewed her efforts to get away from him when he pinned her arms above her head and reached between her legs with his other hand. He didn’t touch her where he ached to. Instead, he stroked high on her inner thigh, the creamy skin soft against his rough fingers. Her eyes widened when she realized he wasn’t touching her where she obviously thought he’d been headed.

He nestled his hips between her thighs, and brought her arms to her sides where he encircled one bicep with each hand and held her against the floor of the cave. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but he was positive she knew he had meant what he said about not raping her after he had refrained from touching her intimately.

“Janine.” She stared up at him. His chest ached with the fear he saw etched deep in them.

His thumbs hooked in the waist of her panties, yanked them over her legs, and her startled gasp sent a sharp pang of guilt through him. He made a show of kicking her knees wide with his own, and arched his hips up.

“Scream.”

When he slammed his hips against her, she let out a yell that pierced through the sky straight to the heavens. He lay his forehead against her chest and pumped up and down against her while she continued screaming and crying out. No one but the two of them knew that he was not penetrating her, and he got some small amount of satisfaction at the continued jeers and taunts because he knew he was fooling all of the idiots in the pack. They obviously believed what he was doing was real. His skin burned against hers, and he fought hard not to give in to the primal urge tearing at him to slip inside her thrust after thrust.

The thought of sliding into her hot, wet channel sent him spiraling into a lust-filled haze. His breathing grew ragged and, within moments, he climaxed. When he did, he made sure to direct it where it was evident he’d done the deed if anyone decided to check. When he released her and stood, 18

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she scrambled across the floor, gathering her clothes. He stood in the mouth of the cave in front of the pack and glared at Damon.

“I’ve done what you’ve asked. I see the error of my ways, and I ask that you release me now so that I may enjoy the woman some more tonight.”

Raze made sure to keep the hatred for the leader from showing on his face.

“You can enjoy her just fine with the chain on. You will be watched closely for the next few days, and if I feel you have truly learned your lesson and your place in the pack, maybe I will have the chain removed. For now, you will stay in the cave with the woman, and once you tire of her, the rest of the pack will do as they please with her. If I find out you are lying to me and try to escape, she will die a horrible death.” Damon raised a brow as if waiting for Raze to defy him.

Over his dead fucking body. No one but him would ever touch Janine.

“Whatever pleases you.” Raze gritted his teeth as he bowed to Damon.

After Damon left, Raze moved to the back of the cave, slipped on his jeans, and sat beside Janine. She’d gotten her clothes on, but they were disheveled. He reached over and pulled her to him by the arm until she sat between his legs, her back to his chest.

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Chapter Four

Janine’s insides quivered. As she sat pressed against Raze’s chest, the way his touch seemed to calm and excite her was confusing. She should feel nothing but disgust for all of these men, and she did . . . just not for Raze.

He’d kept his promise. He hadn’t raped her, and she was grateful to him for that at the very least, but as the warmth of his body seeped into her chilled one, she wondered how, under the current circumstances, she enjoyed the feel of him against her.

She hadn’t exactly been disgusted by what he’d done to her earlier either.

Once she’d realized he really was going to keep his word and not violate her, his touch had ignited a slow desire in her that had made her ache. She’d actually wished they had been someplace alone, and that his touch had been ignited by passion not by the sinister expectations of others.

And the strangest thing of all? She’d actually orgasmed at the same time he had. She didn’t think he had been aware of it over her fake shrieking, and was still astonished it had happened. She’d only had sex with one other man, and that experience had been awkward and uninspiring.

Raze wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled the side of her neck.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he whispered against her skin.

She closed her eyes, letting the feel of his mouth against her throat wash through her and gather deep inside her. “No.”

He continued nuzzling her, and speaking low and quiet. “When we communicate, we must