Chapter 63
As soon as Roman left, I heaved a sigh of relief.
Until I heard the sound coming from the other room. Then I tensed up again.
There was still one more person to deal with...
I walked over to the bathroom door.
As soon as I put my hand on the knob, the door opened. A large hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me in.
The bathroom light was off, and only a faint yellow light shined through from beneath the door, allowing a glimpse of the tattoo on the man's collarbone.
I wanted to look closer, but he suddenly turned around and pressed me against the wall.
God dammit, I was tired of men throwing me around tonight.
He hugged me from behind and again secured my hands with a zip tie.
Then, the blindfold was over my eyes again.
Gah!!!!!
Why did he tie me up again?
I opened my mouth to speak, but he grabbed my chin roughly, his fingers pinching as he positioned me.
A chill swept over me, and then his lips were on mine. Rough, hard, sensual...needy.
The moment he kissed me, I lifted my bound hands up to touch his face.
He'd removed the mask, but since I was blindfolded it didn't matter.
I was pressed against the wall, and the man's hot body almost burned mine, the heat coming off him was so intense.
Wolf shifters ran hot, but this guy was like an inferno.
His kiss devoured me, like a hungry wolf that couldn't wait to swallow me whole. I was his prey.
And why did I like it?
"Hmm..." I let out a soft moan before I could think to hold it in.
When he heard it, it was though a switch flipped, and his actions were almost manic. He ripped my dress off, his strong hands and claws easily shedding the fabric from my body. After he turned me around, he pressed me face-first against the wall again, lifting my bound hands above my head.
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It seemed the wolf would never be satisfied.