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“The secret of where I was for the past several weeks.” A grim expression comes over her. “I don’t want my dad to know what happened to me. He won’t be able to bear it.”
“Are you sure?” I ask gently. “You need your friends and family to support you. It’ll be very hard to get through the aftereffects of the trauma you’ve suffered on your own.”
“Will you promise me this or not?” she asks, looking desperate.
I nod reassuringly. “I promise, Rory. I’m just trying to give you some advice. It’s going to be very hard to get over the things you went through on your own. Your family and friends will protect you and keep you from harming yourself. You need them, Rory.”
Tears well up in her eyes. “I do need them, but I won’t be able to bear their pity. And it’s not just them. I don’t want the media spreading weird stories about me and the other omegas who were there with me. No one can ever imagine the horrors we faced down there. People have no right to judge us or pity us.”
“The media will never know anything about you or any of the others we’ve rescued.”
Surprise flickers in her eyes. “What? You’re going to let go of the opportunity to show off in front of the nation? Imagine all the wonderful things they’ll say about you. After all, you rescued a bunch of omegas from the bloodthirsty Black Widow.”
“I’m a soldier and it’s my duty to protect people,” I tell her in a grim tone. “My pack and I are merely doing our job. Also, we’ve taken the decision not to disclose about you or the women we’ve rescued. The people who’ve been supporting the Black Widow have not been caught yet. I don’t know who they are but I can make a guess. They’re men in powerful positions. I won’t risk such people getting their hands on those innocent women and children again.”
She gazes at me with such intensity that it feels like she’s trying to read my mind. I hate how scared she is to trust me. Even if she refuses to tell me how she ended up in the Black Widow’s hands, I’m sure someone she trusted with her life betrayed her.
Rory shifts closer to me and brings her hands to cup my face. “You make me want to trust you, Seth,” she murmurs, gazing deep into my eyes.
“You can trust me. I’ll never hurt you.”
“I can do anything but trust you.” With that, she closes the distance between us and captures my lips.
Her addictive perfume was already crumbling my control but the moment her lips touch mine, I lose it all. Her tongue sweeps over mine, leaving a delicious sweetness behind.
I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her against me as I deepen the kiss.
Rory’s fingers scratch at my shirt. “Get rid of it,” she groans against my mouth.
I obey, hurrying to unbutton my shirt.
Her hands roam all over my chest, abs and navel as she continues kissing me.
The change in her emotions is like a whiplash but the way she’s kissing me makes me forget everything. Fire courses through my veins, making me go hard within seconds.
My lips move down her chin and over the slender slope of her neck.
Soft moans escape her as she arches her back. The fact that she’s offering me her neck like this makes my heart pound. I’m desperate to bite her delicate flesh but I won’t break my promise to her.
I won’t bite her and force her into a mate bond with me.
She doesn’t trust me. I can even go as far as to say she hates me. The only reason she’s kissing me like her life depends on it is because of her heat. She’s helpless against the demands of her body and is grudgingly allowing me to touch her.
I’ve never faced a challenge like this.
I’ve liked Rory since the moment I laid my eyes on her a year ago.
Now, she’s naked and pressed up against me, kissing me furiously. How do I hold back and not reciprocate with the same fervor?
You’ll break her if you don’t control your strength, I tell myself, fighting against my instincts, but she’s making it painfully hard.
Lowering my mouth, I swipe my tongue along the valley between her breasts, making her groan loudly. My hand rests over her soft belly as I latch onto a pink-tipped nipple.
“Seth,” she moans, shuddering against me. “Why do you have to make me feel so damn good?”
“I like making you feel good,” I say, kneading her other breast.
Her fingers bury in my hair as I suck on her. “You have no idea how much I hate that,” she manages to blurt between the gasps escaping her.
