Hi everyone,
Sorry the next chapter has taken so long, I hadn't expected such a big cohort asking for more. I am now on "holidays" and should be able to get more done
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Shadowsung
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Ally woke with a start, and sat up, gasping. Her memories flooded through her mind,
ighting off four huge men; being hit and grabbed; Paul advancing menacingly, her arms being gripped tightly by goons.
Fear threatened to consume her until she was hyperventilating.
Pain seared through her side, bringing her back to the present. Taking care to slow her breathing and calm herself down, she looked at her surroundings. She was in the middle of a giant bed in an even bigger bedroom with cream and stone colours. It looked like it came straight off the cover of a home magazine. She slowly got up, and adjusted herself on her unsteady feet. To her horror she realised she was only in her skimpy panties and a man's shirt.
She went to the window and opened it wide to find steel bars attached on the outside and locked with a missing key. The view from the window was an amazing countryside she had never seen before. She wasn't in the city and she had no idea where she was. She looked around the room trying to decide which of the many doors could be an exit. After playing a quick and childish game of "eeny, meeny, miny, moe", Ally walked to her chosen door. With a deep breath she turned the knob and launched herself.... Into the huge closet.
She looked around in dismay. From one bad situation to another, she felt like she just couldn't get a break. Then she heard movement behind a door on her left, across the bed. Stealthily, Ally grabbed a pillow and a tie as the first weapons she could find. She positioned herself next to the door as the handle turned and opened.
Out stepped a gorgeous man, over a head taller than Ally. She had already started to swing and at the last second, changed angles to bring the pillow hard against the back of his head. He reacted lightening quick and grabbed the other end of the tie. She pulled it up and over her shoulder, taking his arm and the rest of him, using his momentum to carry him in an impressive arc before he met the ground with a crash, as the wind was knocked from his lungs.
She launched herself on top of him, using the towel that was around his neck to try and strangle him. His muscled arms flexed around her, as they rolled until he was on top. He looked down at her in amusement, while she struggled in vain to budge him. He shifted slightly and she felt lots of skin contact. Her face turned bright red and her struggles were renewed. A smile crept across the man's gorgeous face as he continued to watch her futile efforts.
All of a sudden, as though a switch had been flicked, she stopped fighting to escape and began moving to feel his smooth skin, feeling delicious friction through the thin material of a single shirt. He followed suit, creating more friction against the heat of their almost touching skin. He slowly moved his hand up and under her shirt, feeling her hot skin jump under his skilled fingers. By the time he reached her bare breasts Ally was panting with pleasure, moving underneath him, drowning in their combined heat. Zac looked deep into her eyes while he fought an internal struggle with his wolf. He bent down to her and kissed her slowly and gently on the lips.
She moaned quietly and kissed him back, keeping up the movement underneath him. He felt himself harden against her hips as he rubbed himself along the contours of her body. She moaned louder and kissed him harder and desperately. The heady aroma of her arousal filled the room, spurring him on. He sat up and ripped open the shirt; buttons flying everywhere. He pulled the torn shirt from her body as he feasted on the bare flesh before him. He leant back down and kissed her deeply and passionately, kneading a breast while feeling as much of her skin as possible with his other hand.
A door to the side burst open and another man came barging in, his eyes glowing a molten gold. Zac stopped his seduction, to fend off the intruder, his wolf ready to rip the stranger's throat for getting too close. "Keith, OUT," Zac growled menacingly.
Keith stopped dead at the sight of the pair on the floor, and with a huge grin his eyes changed back to brown. He slowly bowed and backed out before closing the door again.