"What's a sweet little thing like you doing alone in the big, bad jungle? Do you want to get hurt? There're wild animals in here..." I backed away, certain that this stranger was more dangerous than any wild animal in the jungle. His lean muscles rippled as he moved towards me, danger and masculinity oozing from him. There was a fire in his eyes that scared and confused me. "You don't belong here," he growled, closing in, our breaths so close that I could smell the sweat on his body. Neither do you. His teeth bit into my neck gently, just enough pressure to prove a point, sucking in to leave a mark on my skin. I knew when I was in trouble when I started moaning. This unapologetic short story features multiple alpha males showing a submissive her rightful place.