*Jonas*
Cana is whimpering in my head, fear gripping my body as the big brute pulls at my pants. This is a nightmare, for both of us.
‘Not like this,’ My Wolf whimpers, sounding like a scared puppy, and I get him. ‘Not with him.’
And I know what he means, so okay we have started considering … you know … men … our sexuality. The fact that we are attracted to Typhon and I had even started kinda fantasising about … more than a kiss. But the thought of this stinking bear of a man touching me intimately, using me, it leaves me cold and shaking with fear.
I should have listened. I should not have been so stubborn and obstinate.
“Such a perky little ass,” The man grins, as he manages to pull my pants down, his hand gliding over my skin, making goosebumps of the bad kind break out
