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She felt a bit embarrassed. Was this a normal thing men did after they had sex with a woman? “I can do it.”
“Nonsense. It’s our job to take care of you,” L.T. scolded from the side of the bed.
She stared at him.
“Are we back at that again?” she asked, as Deacon parted her thighs, cleaned her up, and then gently dried her.
“Roll to your belly,” Deacon whispered, assisting her.
She did, and then he cleaned her up from behind, dried her, and then tossed the towel onto the rug. He straddled her legs from behind and she moaned, wondering if he was preparing to take her ass. She wasn’t sure if she could handle it. This had been her first time having sex of any kind and she’d just about covered all aspects of it with them.
“Relax. I’m going to take good care of you,” Deacon said in that soft, caring tone she had come to know so well. His large, calloused hands began to move along her shoulders, kneading her flesh and tenderizing sore muscles. Before long she was moaning and chanting his name.
“Deacon, oh, that feels nice. God, Deacon, you have great hands.”
“Baby, you keep moaning like that and we’re going to end this little break sooner than later,” Quentin told her. She turned to her right and looked at him. He was only wearing boxers, military green. He looked so damn sexy. It was another shock to her system.
“End this little break. You mean there’s more?” she asked.
Quentin looked at the clock.
“Break’s over in zero one hundred hours,” he said, using military time. She knew it was 1:00 a.m., and she was exhausted.
“Of course there’s more, Mariah. You’re ours for the night, and in the morning, we’re taking you home,” L.T. stated.
She lifted to her elbows. “Taking me home? No, you’re not. I’m staying in town. I have things to do,” she said, instantly thinking about the agents, and how she was supposed to accept the job with Manchenso and be the eyes and ears for the agency. She had to do this in order to help catch DeLacruz.
“What’s that expression for? What’s so important that you need to stay in town?” Deacon asked her.
“I have to. I have job interviews.”
“You’re not taking any jobs here. You can find something closer to home,” Axel informed her.
She pushed up, and Axel moved to the side so she could sit up.
“That’s not your decision to make for me, Axel.”
“There are things going on,” Deacon added.
“What things? I’m here for a reason. I’ve already interviewed for a job,
and I’m considering taking the position.”
“No, you’re not. You’re not taking the position at Armor Con,” L.T. told her as he stood up from the bed. She pulled the sheet up to cover her naked body. She stared at the four men. This wasn’t going well. How could a perfect evening turn to shit so fast?
“How did you know about the interview?” she asked them.
“We know everything about you, Mariah. It’s our job, remember?” L.T. asked.
The anger hit her immediately. She couldn’t help but to wonder if they’d just made love to her like this, here at the masquerade, to keep her from sleeping with some other man or men. They wanted to stake a claim, yet a temporary one, just enough to keep other men at bay. She was furious.
“Slow down there, Mariah. I can see there are some crazy thoughts going through that head of yours. Take a breath and calm down,” Deacon told her. She shot a look at him.
“Fuck you,” she said and then began to climb off the bed. Before she could make her way from the room, L.T. grabbed her arm and pulled her hard against him.
“We’re not playing fucking games here. You’re going to do as we say, and there’s no discussion.”
“Now, L.T., maybe we can just explain—”
