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Her chocolate brown eyes locked with mine, and the pure loathing behind them stabbed me in the gut like an ice-cold knife. For the first time ever, the beast inside me stirred—hungry for a taste of bunny blood.
John Denver’s “Country Roads.”
“We’re not going to eat her. We’re going to fuck her. Mate her. Breed her.”
“Go on, be a good little bun and obey your alpha.” “But you’re not the pack alpha.” “Tonight, I’m your alpha.”
“That’s a good girl. Your pussy lips look so good pursed around my ax. They’ll look even better wrapped around my cock.”
“I’m going to have so much fun with you, Twisted Bunny.”
“Damn. I love all your piercings, but I think my favorite piece of jewelry is my hand around your throat.”
“Even if I leave you alone, you’ll always feel me. And I’ll feel you. Every time you get so much as a scrape, a bruise, I’ll know. I’ll know when you’re sleeping, I’ll know when you’re awake.” I snorted. “What, are you fucking Santa Clause now?” “I’ll know when you’re touching yourself,”
If you ever take another mate… You’ll feel my jealousy, too. Just enough to be left with that seed of worry, wondering if I’ll track you down and murder your lover. How I’ll take away someone you care for. Then—” His grin spread, which looked so evil framed by his barbed wire tattoo. “Then, we’ll be even, Ruthless.”
I’d probably think of him anyway when I touched myself. I’d think of his silver hair and how it was gleaming in the moonlight right at this moment. The wolfish way he looked at me. How his gaze centered on my mouth and how whatever he was imagining doing to it had his cock twitching with a thick bead of pre-cum gathering at its tip.
“It’s only been one night since I’ve known you, but I’ve waited my whole life to meet you, Little One.”
“I’ll tear out every throat that stands in the way of your survival. I’ll watch the whole world bleed for you, Ruthless.”
“Dead bunnies don’t moan when they’re being fucked, Ruthless.”
