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  “Dane, I had to leave. Don't you understand? There's more here than you know,” she pleaded, but he ignored her.

  His huge hand played with one breast, and he used his other clawed hand to rip her jeans off. She whimpered while he stripped out of his own clothes and stalked back to her. He raised her legs onto his muscular arms and pushed three fingers into her pussy.

  Jaycee's head fell back and screamed when he removed his fingers, pushing his shaft into her. Over and over he slammed into her, his brute strength shaking the chair. Leaning down, he bit between her shoulder blade and neck to hold her in place.

  All she could do was hold on while he staked his claim, again. One of his hands reached down and grabbed her nub, pulling and twisting it, giving her the most intense orgasm she could remember.

  “Dane!” Quake after quake ran through her body. He howled his release, but he still wasn't done. Ripping the ties that held her to the chair, he picked her up and took her place, stretching her atop his lap. Jaycee's butt stuck up in the air, and she tried to get up, but Dane held her down. His big meaty hand came down on her butt cheek with a loud smack.

  She screamed, “What the hell are you doing?” Three more slaps followed, her butt on fire.

  “You'll listen to me from now on and not place yourself in danger anymore! Is that clear?” he demanded, and two more slaps echoed in the room.

  Jaycee pleaded, “Dane, stop. You don't understand. I have to take care of this mess!” Three more slaps stung her rosy butt. Deep sobs took control of her body.

  “You'll not go naked around men I don't know, and you'll not mar my body unless I approve of it,” he demanded. Two more smacks landed.

  “Now, you'll tell me who those two men are before I kill the both of them!” he snarled, his eyes blazing with anger as he lifted her up. She straddled his legs and could feel his still-hard shaft.

  “They're friends of the family. They took me in when something happened to me a long time ago. They're like fathers to me,” she yelled at him yanking her chin out of his grasp. Dane grabbed hold of her again and held fast.

  “There's more to this story, but we can discuss that later. For now I'll spare them. We'll head back towards the cabin tomorrow,” Dane stated and lifted her off his lap. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and slipped it over her body, then pulled his black leather pants on. He grabbed her hand, and whisked her up the stairs to the kitchen where everyone waited.

  “We leave tomorrow morning to go back to the cabin,” Dane growled to the two men who sat at the kitchen table staring at Jaycee. “We will stay here tonight.”

  Jaycee's anger flared up a notch. “First of all, I'm not going with you.” She pulled out of his grasp. “I know where James and his men will be. I will end this now. Second, you'll not talk to my family like that again. This is their home, and they will be treated with respect.” She glared at Dane, who turned to face her.

  “You'll go where I tell you to go! Did I not warn you downstairs you wouldn't put yourself in danger again?” Dane growled and pulled her to his body.

  “I'll not place anyone else in jeopardy. Can't you get that through your thick head? All his men, including James, are into the BDSM scene. I am a trained submissive. He won't recognize me, and he's not a wolf, so he can't smell me!” Jaycee screamed at him. She could see the wheels working behind his eyes. He just stared down at her. Then she noticed a smile, which could only mean trouble, curving across his lips.

  “First, I'll test and see how submissive you really are, because right now, I don't see it. If I feel you are up to it, we'll see.” Dane sneered and turned his attention back to her family.

  “Jaycee is right about one thing. I must apologize for being so rude. Would it be okay if my mate and family stay here for the night?” He smiled down at Jaycee, and it wasn't a friendly smile. She noticed Gaston get up from the table and started to walk towards them.

  “I'm Gaston,” he said, smiling down at Jaycee. He shook hands with Dane. “This is my lover and partner, Frank. I don't know if Jaycee explained that we took her in when she was about sixteen. She's family to us, our child. You're welcome here anytime. Her room is the third door on the right, upstairs. There are plenty of rooms down in the basement and a couple of spare rooms upstairs on the right.”

  “I'm afraid you have your hands full, Dane. She has a mind of her own and won't stop until she gets what she wants,” Frank said.

  “Oh, I am up for the challenge. Jaycee hasn't met an Alpha before, but she'll soon find out what that means,” Dane growled and stared down at her.

  Jaycee smiled sweetly at him and said, “Oh, but all mighty Alpha, you're wrong. I have met an Alpha before.” She stomped down on his foot and stormed out of the room.

  “Son of a bitch!” She heard him yell as she reached her bedroom, slammed the door, and locked it.

  “Of all the fucking nerve! I can't believe they would side with him. I'm family – he's not!” Jaycee fumed. Between getting dyed, tattooed, pierced, spanked, and told off, she'd had enough for one day. She stomped to the private bath, which held a garden tub. Turning on the water, Jaycee added some of her favorite bubbles. Satisfied with the scent that filled the air, Jaycee began to light candles all around the room and turned on her favorite CD, The Doors. Throwing Dane's shirt across the room, she slipped into the tub, attempting to give her sore ass some relief.

  * * * *

  Dane would have to find out what she'd meant when she said she had met an Alpha before. For now she was safe, at least. Dane laughed with a mixture of relief and amusement as he watched her storm out of the room. Everyone else in the room laughed except for Shelly, who simply glared at him.

  “What?” Dane demanded.

  “You just treated her like a pet dog. I would be furious with you, too.”

  Dane narrowed his eyes. “Stay out of it, little sister.”

  “Have you forgotten what that prick did to her? She needs closure, and you're taking that away from her,” Shelly yelled and stomped out of the room.

  Dane didn't say a word. Maybe he'd treated Jaycee badly, but she had scared the hell out of him, and he wouldn't let up until he knew what was going on.

  “Shelly will take the room upstairs. The rest of you can pick where you want to stay. I am sorry we had to meet like this, Gaston.”

  “Don't worry about. Oh, here is the key to her room. I figure you're going to need it,” Gaston laughed.

  Dane smiled. “Pierre has already put the security system back on and added a couple of improvements, but I want Jack, Dave and Randy to take the first watch.” Dane glanced around the room. “Pierre you're with me. It's time to see just how submissive my mate really is,” Dane growled, while Pierre followed him up the stairs to her room.

  He knew she had locked it, but that wouldn't hold him back. Unlocking the door, they both entered into the bedroom and heard the music playing from the bathroom.

  “Pierre, you know what to look for. I think it's time I got my mate out of that tub,” Dane ordered and entered the bathroom. He took in her sleeping form. Jaycee's hair was so short. It sat on her collarbone with a new color. He liked it, though. He scanned her breasts and almost squirted his seed in his pants when he saw her piercings and the tattoos. He reached down and picked up his startled mate. He got soaked in the process, but he didn't care.

  “What are you doing?” she demanded while he carried her to the bedroom.

  She gazed around the room and stiffened in his arms when she saw Pierre naked. He was tall but built slightly leaner than Dane. He stared at her body while Dane placed her in the center of the bed.

  “Dane, what the hell are you doing? Why is he in here?” she nodded and tried to cover her body without success.

  The man reached over and grabbed one of her arms. He was just about ready to tie it when she yanked away and jumped off the bed.

  “I don't know what the hell you think you're going to do, but I won't be treated this way ever again!” Jaycee shouted
and backed away from the men.

  Dane watched and slowly moved towards her, “Jaycee it's okay, calm down. Pierre is here to play with us. Remember you said you're a submissive? How are you going to handle James's men if you can't handle my friend?”

  Jaycee stared at Dane; he cupped her face with his hand. “I'm sorry,” she said. It's just…You caught me off guard, Dane. I won't be like that tomorrow, I promise.”

  “I still need to know you can do this. Plus I'll want Pierre here with us sometimes. He'll occasionally join us in our playtime when he's in town.” Dane picked her up and carried her back to the bed. “Let me explain. You're the submissive. Well, Pierre and I always share our submissive, and tonight I share you. Don't worry, though. You're my mate only. Now, no more talking, unless we ask you a question.” Dane gently laid her on the bed. He grabbed one arm and tied it to the bed, and Pierre did the same.

  She could feel her lower junction moisten. Just the thought of these two gorgeous men taking her to heights she'd never known excited her. A whimper escaped before either of them touched her, and she heard Pierre laugh.

  “Your mate is eager, isn't she?” Pierre pulled on one of the breast rings and twisted it.

  Jaycee knew to keep her mouth shut, but it was hard. She tossed her head and pushed a breast up to his hand, needing more. Hands separated her legs. Raising her head, she watched Dane thrust his tongue into her wet folds. Jaycee's head fell back onto the pillows, her eyes closing automatically while his tongue made love to her pussy. A cock pushed at her lips, begging entrance.

  Pierre's smile greeted her when she opened her eyes. “Open up, baby. I need that warm mouth surrounding me,” he demanded.

  Moaning, his huge shaft pushed slowly into her warm, wet mouth. A sharp slap landed on Jaycee's wet nether lips, causing another moan to slip around the large mass in her mouth.

  Pierre grabbed onto her head. “Easy, baby,” he said, forcing Jaycee to take him deeper into her throat. She was so close…

  NO! Dane's protest rang loudly in her head.

  “Don't you dare cum until we tell you to!” Dane growled, attacking the sensitive nub again with vigor. All too quickly, both men pulled away, their gazes traveling the length of her body. Heat traveled up her flesh, the blush starting down at her toes and rose, covering every aspect of her body.

  Without warning, a pounding at the door interrupted them all.

  Dane snarled, stomping to the door and only opening it a crack.

  She couldn't help watch his magnificent body. Muscles tightened on his ass as he walked, his anger prominent in his stance. Licking her lips, a deep laugh penetrated her thoughts. Raising her gaze, she saw Pierre place a condom onto his thick, long member.

  “We'll wait for your mate. He gets a little testy if anyone touches what's his and he's not there to enjoy it,” Pierre announced, turning his head to listen to the conversation at the door. Jaycee tried to hear what was being said, but nothing was audible. So much for werewolf hearing! Closing her eyes, she could feel the tears build up. Taking a deep breath and focusing her attention on Dane's body, she tried to hide her depressing thoughts. Concentrating on the memories of their fierce lovemaking back at the cabin, Jaycee tried to relax.

  “Why so sad, baby?” Pierre whispered down at her. Jaycee gazed up at him, knowing he could see the redness in her eyes. Turning her head from him, she tried again to relax.

  “Dane, we're going to have to start over. Something's wrong with our little submissive and she won't talk,” Pierre stated. He hopped off the bed, and headed to a duffel bag that lay on the floor next to the dresser. She watched Dane close the door and walk to her.

  “You're upset? Why?” Dane tipped her head up with his fingers on her chin. She shrugged, not saying anything. How could she tell him her fears and see the disappointment on his face?

  “I know how we can get the answers from her,” Pierre said, returning to the bed with a flogger.

  Jaycee sucked in a breath and stared at the thing. She'd always dreamed of being flogged, but she'd never experienced it. Pierre let the flogger smack against his thigh and smiled down at her. She heard Dane grumble and stomp to the bag, digging through it until he pulled out a butt plug. Oh, crap! She watched Dane lube the thing while Pierre untied one hand, then the other.

  “Flip over onto your stomach. Now,” he demanded.

  Jaycee took one more look at Dane. His eyes held hers, heat and worry clouding his gaze. Breaking eye contact, she flipped onto her stomach and felt the first sting of the flogger on her already-sore ass.

  “Hey, that hurt!” She tried to jump up, but Pierre held her down and retied her hands.

  “This is punishment. It's meant to hurt. You're not supposed to hold anything back from your mate. How will he please you if you don't talk to him?” Pierre growled, slapping her legs.

  She bucked, screaming. Dane had tried to pick her brain, but she had blocked him out of his thoughts. She knew her barrier would have to be up at all times now until she could take care of her business.

  Pierre picked up one of the pillows and slipped it under her hips. Her butt stuck up in the air, and he separated her legs, leaving her open for their inspection.

  Chapter Five

  Jaycee lay on the pillow in anticipation, her butt still in the air. Leather strings of the flogger hit her pussy lips, making her gasp. She could feel the wetness seep out and coat her nether lips. Fingers separated her sensitive lips and a palm made contact with her clit. She screamed as her body shook with need.

  “Are you ready to talk to your mate?” Pierre demanded and hit the side of her breast that peeked out from the bed. She felt the tip of the plug push into her nether hole. It was cold, but the lube helped push it in with little pain.

  “Oh my God, Dane!” she screamed as he pushed the plug in, then out, slowly making love to her.

  Pierre continued with the flogger. He was careful not to miss a single spot on her backside.

  She thrashed her head back and forth. There was so much going on at once, her senses felt ready to explode. She needed to cum so badly. She quickly caught her reflection in the mirror at the head of the bed and saw Dane's red gaze staring back at her. She felt the plug go deep, then pull out only to go in again, creating a burning friction.

  “Tell me what's going on, Psuchegyne. Please.” Dane's gaze held her hostage, begging for the words. He pulled out the plug.

  Tears threatened to fall, and she broke eye contact. The plug pushed back into her. “I am afraid, Dane,” she mumbled into the pillow. The plug stilled. “I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, like I did my father,” Jaycee whispered, not caring if he heard anymore. But Dane had heard. Big, gentle hands untied her and pulled her into his arms.

  His mouth nibbled at her ear, “Why would I be disappointed in you?”

  Jaycee shook. Could she tell him part of her secret? She sighed and then began to explain. “My father was Alpha of the Southern pack: California, Nevada, and Arizona. You see, I couldn't shift as a child, or even now. I am afraid… I still won't be able to shift. Ever. I know that's why my dad left. I disappointed him,” she whispered into his massive chest, and waited. Pierre slid in beside them, rubbing her back, his magical hands caressing her.

  “He visited my father, didn't he?” Dane asked quietly. His muscles tightened on his chest and arms.

  “Yes. We both did, just before he disappeared. You were out running that night with some female. I could see the two of you up on the hill.” Jaycee sighed. “I was drawn to you then, and then I saw, well… That's the night my father promised me to your father.” Jaycee rubbed her hands up his chest, lifting her face and staring into his black eyes. His gaze held hers.

  “My family searched for you for years when we heard you'd disappeared. Why did you run? What happened?” he asked.

  She tried to sit up, but Dane held onto her and refused to release her.

  Jaycee leaned back into his arms in defeat. “That's another story. When I finish with
James, I'll have to leave you for a couple of weeks, so I can finish that business. I'll explain everything, but I can't right now. It's too painful.”

  “First, we'll take care of James together, and, second, you go nowhere without me! Is that understood? Whatever happened, we can deal with it together. I won't lose you, Jaycee.” he stated and kissed the top of her head. Relief coursed through her, then desire as Pierre slid underneath her and took her mouth in a long, sensual kiss. His hands skirted the tight globes of her bottom and pulled her cheeks apart. She felt Dane pull the butt plug out of her and slide his cock in its place. Jaycee moaned as he pushed his full size into her.

  Pierre's lips left hers and he watched his cock slowly push into her wet, tight pussy.

  “Oh my god, I can't move…”she whimpered.

  Dane leaned down over her body. “You're not supposed to. Let us take care of you.”

  Teeth pierced her neck from behind. Dane held onto her as they started to move. Heat surrounded her, but shivers went down her spine. The climax was so close. “Please, can I cum?” she screamed as she held onto Pierre.

  Dane's hand reached down her body to her nub, pinching it.

  “Now, our little submissive,” he ordered.

  Every muscle in her body contracted at the same time and threw them all over the edge. Grunts surrounded her as they released their seed, Dane's into her body and Pierre's into the condom he wore.

  Jaycee collapsed onto Pierre as Dane slid out of her. Dragging her body away from Pierre, her lover lay on the bed and placed her body atop his.

  “Gaston was at the door earlier. He's confirmed what you told us. James and his men are in the area.” He rubbed her sore behind. “I don't like this plan of yours, but we can work with it. I'll have men stationed throughout the club. Gaston has already spoken to them. You'll be our decoy, but if one scratch mars my body, I'll lock you up in our bedroom for the rest of your life, chained to our bed.” Dane snarled.

  Jaycee knew this took a lot out of him, letting her participate in this scheme.