“Fuck, you are easy to rattle. Your ass is so mine for the next five months.” “Get away from me.” But my words lacked conviction. They were empty, hollow, wispy. “Submit, prey,” he growled darkly. “Fight harder for it, Hunter.” “I’ll swallow you whole.” His breath caressed my cheek and ear, sending my hair flying with warmth. “You don’t know my kind. Arrow-proof.”
