Page 55 of His Hostage

“Honey, you can be whatever you want as long as you stand near me,” one of the guys says to me.

The rest of the men laugh as I turn beet red. I walk back into the kitchen and sit on Rowan’s lap.

Truth is, I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. I’ve practically given up trying to understand what to do with my life next.

As of right now, we’re all prisoners. The Hunters are on the prowl, waiting for their chance to face Rowan. So, for now, I’m one of the guys.

I hate it.

“I think your friends are distracted by me,” I say, adjusting my breasts against the dirty dress I’m stuck in.

Rowan reaches his hand up the back and slips two fingers inside me, pressing against my g-spot, tenderly.

He whispers in my ear. “Do you blame them?”

My jaw falls open as he fingers me, kissing my neck gently. “You’re a complete liability,” he says.

Iago walk in and grabs a beer from the fridge. Rowan doesn’t give a shit. The dress conceals his hand, and Iago has no idea w

hat’s going on.

Rowan steadily presses my buttons. His thumb plays with my clit, working me until I’m twitching against him. I close my eyes and feel the warmth flood my body, down and out.

It moves toward my cheeks and, finally, my thighs begin to shake. He presses my spot again, and I can’t take it. My toes curl and goosebumps poke around my skin.

He spanks my ass and lifts me back onto the ground, kissing my shoulder. “You’re fun,” he whispers.

I can barely speak, let alone react.

“Iago,” Rowan says, hopping out of his seat. “What’s the plan?”

“Hell if I know,” he says. “I was planning on getting drunk, myself.”

Rowan opens the drapes to the window and looks out. He doesn’t seem to see anyone. There’s just the idea that someone is waiting.

Kaine. Leader of the Hunters.

Jeffco sighs loudly and stretches. “I want to head home,” he says. “I miss my bar. I miss that whole town. Fuckin’ Andy…”

The whole place gets really quiet.

On the TV, the president is talking about possible foreign invaders, but we’ve got bigger problems here at home. We’ve got the worst of the worst coming after us, and our people are getting killed left and right.

Our people. Shit, I’m starting to sound like them.

It’s hard to forget that Jeffco once put a gun to my face. I used to hate that I was so forgiving and weak. I felt like people took advantage of me, and that I was never going to do anything with my life because of it. Maybe I was right. I’m not too sure anymore.

I’ve changed.

Even when there’s darkness around me, I still feel like I’m carrying a light to shine over the path.

I don’t know if I’ll make it out alive. But I don’t worry as much anymore. One look at Rowan’s biceps, and I know he’s the best man to protect us. He’s smarter than the rest of the guys. He’s always thinking outside of the box.

He’s my man.

“We need to start planning,” Rowan says. “We can’t just stay in here forever.”

“This isn’t our fight,” one of the men says. “From what I heard, this is all your fault, brother.”

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