I start giving him little kisses starting at his clavicle and going up the length of his neck until I have to stand on my tiptoes so I can get to his ear. I lick on his lobe and kiss right behind his ear, making him let out a low choked sound.Elliot moves his hand from my hip to my ass, grabbing it confidently, like he does it every day. He squeezes me and pulls me into him even more, so I can feel his hardness pressing against me. His body feels amazing against mine. I’m getting really into this, grabbing him tighter and kissing him more, feeling things… and why? Just because I'm kissing this forbidden man's neck, causing him to make sounds that reach deep into my soul and because he's squeezing my ass like it's his life saver?I've been in this position before with other alphas and I haven't felt this way. Not even my first time. I've been doing way worse stuff and I don't feel like this… what's so special about this guy? It can't just be his physical appearance, I'm more than use

{ Angelique }I wipe my face and try to stay calm. I'm naked and the water that has been running down my body for the last twenty minutes assures me that I'm spider-free, but I'm never going to be able to forget what it felt like to touch that thing and have hundreds of tiny black spiders running down my arm and then all over my body. What Elliot did was more like a school bully thing than a sergeant punishing his recruit.It's obvious he really despises me. And it's understandable, I guess, I really screwed up with my lie. But I'm still sad because... I don't know why, I just know I've been crying in his bathroom this whole time just feeling awful, traumatized and hurt by him."Are you okay?" Elliot asks from outside, knocking on the door."No," I answer, soaping my body for the third time because I want to take advantage of having the privilege of a hot shower. I let out a gasp when the door opens without any prior warning and I try to cover my private parts even though nothing is

"Hey!" Hunter exclaims when we step into the room, covering his junk with his hands. Angelique squeals when she catches a glimpse of his naked body but I bury her face in my chest so she doesn't see that horrifying shit again, "What the hell? Shouldn't you be sleeping in the middle of the dessert?""Get dressed, man," I order, shaking my head and laughing when I see him curse and pause his game to reach for his boxers. I still have my hand on Angelique's head. I release it only when I see my friend is decent and I toss her onto my bed, drawing another squeal out of her, "This is what you do in your spare time? Jerk off to Call of Duty? Is there something else I should know about?""Fuck you, I wasn't jerking off!" He quickly defends himself, "I let my wolf go for a short run and when I came back I didn't bother to cover up.""You went for a run without me?" I ask, offended."He was feeling anxious. Anyway, tell me what you're doing here, especially you," he points to Angelique, who is

"Damn it," Elliot growls in a deep voice, pulling his face away from my neck. The door opens without waiting for an answer and our parents walk in again. I get up from Elliot immediately, but my legs are weak and I almost fall. Elliot snorts and reaches out a hand to help me, "Monroe, for god's sake, watch where you're going. I-I mean… baby, be more careful.""Really? I leave them alone for five minutes and they're all over each other again?" my dad asks, pinching his nose with his fingers and taking breaths so he doesn't lose control and strangle my mate again, "Lauren, talk to them. I can't deal with this.""Patricia thinks this camp is making a good impact on you and she assured us that your relationship with your… sergeant doesn't change the way he treats you out there," my mother says, in the serious voice she uses when she's not sure about something. She probably just wants me to go back to our pack where she can have control over me and hug me all day. She's that much of a nag.

"Okay, that’s a good idea," I agree, and for the rest of the way, I hold her hand in mine wondering why people do this. It doesn't make sense. It's weird, her little hand is way too weak and tender, if I hold it too hard unconsciously, all her bones would break in seconds and I don't want that. Besides, it doesn't even feel good or anything, it's just stupid. But I guess I have to please my mate so I can have sex later. Maybe that's why people hold hands, to have sex later. When I park at the human restaurant where we were summoned, I turn off the car and mentally prepare myself for a moment."There's nothing for you to worry about, Elliot. Really," she rises in her seat until she's close to me and grabs my face, forcing me to look at her, "I love you."Her voice sounds calm, her face is serene, her scent doesn't betray her lie and for a second I'm a little afraid of the ability she has to tell lies. His green eyes are trying to consume mine with intensity and I don't know what to s