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Tripp glowered. “You did!”
“Only with my null magic and that wasn’t on purpose,” I said in a rush. The chain loosened, and I took a deep breath.
His gaze ran over me, and then his hand tapped on the desk again. There was something hot and intense in his blue eyes that told me he somehow knew what I was feeling. That he too was feeling a bit hot and bothered by this whole exercise. That we both wanted for me to keep on lying and see what would happen.
“I’ll have to be more specific,” he said. “Did you know Lambert before you came to Silver Springs?”
“No, I’d never met him before.” The chain stayed still. I swallowed back the bit of disappointment. First, I had to prove my innocence to Tripp, then we could play with the chain.
“Can you cast spells?”
“No.” No reaction from the golden chain.
“You didn’t cast the mate spell that connected you to Levi, Roman, Hudson, and I?”
“No.” The same.
“How did it happen?” Tripp asked.
“I have no idea.” I smiled. “I just came to see Dolly, the dolphin, and when . . .” I tried to remember exactly. “When I touched her collar, the orange connections appeared.”
He rubbed his chin. “Are you helping Lambert?”
“No.”
“You really are a null witch? With no active powers?” he asked.
“Yes.” The chain didn’t move or burn.
“Did Lambert really kidnap you?”
I frowned at the chain. How did I answer this? He had kidnapped me, but technically his thugs had done the job. “I was kidnapped by two thugs who put me in a van. When the van crashed, I learned that the thugs had been spelled mice. After the crash, Lambert confronted me and demanded to know how my magic worked.”
Tripp observed me carefully, but the chain didn’t move or squeeze. “You really are telling the truth.”
I grinned. “Yup.”
He lifted his hand to deconstruct the spell but stopped. An evil-looking grin crossed his face, and he stepped closer so he was just outside the flames' reach. “Do you want me?”
My grin widened, and as innocently as I could, I said, “No.”
The chains tightened over me again, sliding across my breasts, down between my legs, and up over my ass and back. I moaned at the feel of being held so tightly, and knowing that my body was exposed to him if only in outline.
He leaned closer, inspecting the curve of my breasts and the lift of my ass. “Is that chain really holding you everywhere?”
“Yes,” I said, and the chain squeezed across my upper back, sliding up over my neck and the back of my head. I gasped, “I guess not.”
“You are very beautiful,” he said softly.
The chains loosened and I was free again. My breath came in short little pants.
He murmured under his breath and the blue flames around the circle disappeared.
I watched him, wondering what he would do. I licked my lips.
Lifting the hem of the t-shirt, he pulled it over my head. He studied me, naked in the lamplight.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, leaning forward and kissing along my neck.
