"You're mine, little wolf," Inferno whispers in my ear, his body pushing mine down into the mattress. "And when I'm done tonight, I've got a special place for you where all the guys can come have a turn, too." His hand slides up my chest, and his fingers close around my throat, squeezing until I can barely breathe as he pushes up to get between my legs.
I sit upright in bed with the feel of a hand still around my throat. My chest heaves, and I can't breathe. It takes me a minute before I remember where I am. A hand slowly slides up my back, and I jump. The bed beside me moves, and a light switches on. I pull my knees up, the blanket tangled around me, and set my forearms on them, clasping my hands behind my head to try and slow my breathing.
Shamrock scoots closer, his bare chest p
