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I open my mouth to answer and then remember he told me not to, so I nod instead.
“Good.” The scent of cedarwood drifts into my nostrils as his voice rumbles against my back. “Now let’s try this one more time. What were you looking for?”
He won’t accept anything but the truth, and somehow I’m positive he’ll know if I lie again. So I slump a little against his chest, letting out a defeated breath.
“I was looking for information I could use against West Point,” I admit. “In case you decided not to help me.”
The room goes quiet for a moment, and my eyes dart sideways, trying to get a glimpse of Maddoc even though he’s behind me. After another short beat, he makes a noise in his throat, sounding almost surprised.
“You really do hate them, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my voice harsh with vehemence.
He chuckles, and I can feel his body relaxing slightly. “Good. They’re worthy of your hate, butterfly. I promise you that. And just so we can put this subject to rest, Iwillhelp you get your sister back. Understood?”
I drag in a breath as a rush of emotions makes my eyes water. “Thank you.”
He nods. I can feel the movement of his head, although he doesn’t respond with words. He also doesn’t loosen his hold on me, and now that I’m no longer quite as afraid, I become hyper aware of how close we are. Of his masculine cedarwood and leather scent. His hard body. Of the possessive way his handis splayed open just under my breasts, his thumb and fingers barely brushing against the bottoms of them.
His other hand is pressed flat against my lower belly, and for some reason, it makes heat stir deep inside me. He’s already had his fingers inside me once tonight, something my body reacted to in a way I didn’t expect, and if he moved his hand just a little lower, he’d be right there again.
My clit throbs, and I can feel my pulse in my neck, every thrum of my veins amplified by the slight ache left by Logan’s grip. My body feels like it’s been hit by a truck, having gone through so much in the past twenty-four hours that it can’t properly process sensations anymore.
Maybe that’s why I feel so hot, why it feels like there’s fire in my blood. Maybe that’s why I lean into Maddoc’s unyielding body instead of pulling away like I should.
“Please,” I whisper, not even sure what it is I’m asking for.
For him to let go of me? For him tonotlet me go?
The silence is deafening, and that one quiet word hangs in the air between us for a long moment. Then Maddoc’s chest expands, pushing against my back as he sucks in a deep breath. His arms cinch around me even tighter, and something brushes the side of my neck.
It’s his nose, dragging across the sensitive skin there.
Oh god. He’s breathing me in.
He’s scenting me like some kind of primitive animal.
The heat in my lower belly expands, making my clit throb harder. The room around us seems to swim in my vision as my gaze drops out of focus, and my fingernails dig into his forearm as my body struggles to comprehend what the hell it wants.
“Fuck,” Maddoc grunts. Jerking his face away from my neck, he shoves me roughly away from him.
I stumble, my legs almost giving out before I catch myself on the back of the chair. Holding on to it like a lifeline, I turn to face him, my eyes wide and my mouth dry.
What the fuck was that? What just happened?
For a moment, he looks as confused and off balance as I feel. His brows draw together, and he looks like he’s about to take a step toward me. But then he straightens his shoulders, clearing his throat and running a hand over his dark hair.
The hard expression I’m used to seeing him wear falls over his features again as he says, “We’ll help you, but there are rules you have to abide by while living in this house. As long as you’re here, you’ll either stay in your room or stick to common areas. The kitchen, the living room, and the main bathrooms. I don’t want to see you anywhere else.”
“Okay.” I nod, suddenly desperate to leave this room and the loaded atmosphere that still sits heavily in it. “Is that all?”
Maddoc hesitates for a half second, and I hold my breath. Then he nods toward the door with a sharp jerk of his chin.
“That’s all. Now get the fuck out.”
15
RILEY
