Chapter 34

• I frown, mouth opening to say ‘What?’ but he grabs me by my hips, yanks me down the bed, and jumps on top of me in under a second, using hyper-speed and insane reflexes, so I haven’t even time for a breath, or a blink. I yelp with the surprise of the maneuver, winded with his sudden weight on top of me, aggressively heavy, his body fitting snugly against mine in every way, so he’s nose to nose with me, and I can’t move an inch. He’s pinned my hands to the pillows beside my head with his, and my ankles shoved apart by his feet viciously. Stunned and suddenly feeling all kinds of things that conflict and collide, I gawp at him, heart rate pounding up to insane levels, and start to squirm in his harsh grip.
• “What are you doing? Colton, get off of me.” I whisper huskily against him, panic flashing that this doesn’t feel right, or like that first time we started to mark, but he has me completely immobile. I’m instantly a little too hot for my liking and pulsing internally, as the bond need for sex boils up inside me instinctively, misinterpreting our body contact. Still, it’s not the same, and it dies when I realize it’s not radiating back at me. He hasn’t even attempted to kiss me, and he’s avoiding looking me in the eye. This isn’t lust-driven and consensual. This isn’t seduction and a willingness to mate with me to seal our bond.
• Colton turns off all of his emotions and our link to completely shut me out internally, and I feel it go black almost the second he does, bringing my frenzied fear further to the surface. His face is somber, a wall coming up between us as his eyes glow amber, but not how they should between mates. For a second, I catch a fleeting moment where he seems like he isn’t sure, and I swear there’s a sweep of regret. My internal self-preservation mode tries to reach out and warn me to get out of this now, but it’s too late. I can’t move.