Page 77 of Point of Contention

“Yes,” I hummed, reaching between us to tease her clit with my thumb. She moaned as I massaged her, trying to open her legs, but I held them trapped between mine. After a few moments, I stopped my thumb’s motions over her clit. Tightened my grip around her neck. “You’re mine,” I said as I leaned over her, then ran my tongue along the length of her ear. “There’s no better word than that,

She made a soft noise of agreement.

“Now, tell me what I need to know.”

“Cabot,” she whined, “that’s not fair.”

“No one has ever accused me of fairness.”

Rylan huffed. “Nothing happened.”

“I don’t believe you.”

She pursed her lips, glaring up at me.

I flicked my thumb over her clit and she gasped, then I stopped again and smiled as her face pulled into another scowl.

“You’re cruel.”

I inclined my head. “Sadistic, I’ve been told.”

She clenched her jaw, and I waited. We could play this game as long as she wanted. I’d tease her, bring her to the edge, then stop. Eventually, she’d give in, tell me what I wanted to know, then I’d fuck any memory of Gage Magnusson from her pretty little head.

When she finally sighed, I bit back a triumphant smirk. “Fine. He told me what he wanted to do to me.” She closed her mouth quickly, silencing the rest of the truth I needed so desperately to hear, and anger pulsed in my veins.

“And?” I growled.

“And… I don’t want you to get angry.”

I shook my head. “Too late for that, my love.”

“He…” She frowned, searching my gaze. “Don’t get mad and leave me lying here.”

My jaw clenched. I couldn’t promise anything, but I gave her a curt nod.

“He slapped my breast… told me he wanted to…break me.” She sucked in a breath. “Said there wouldn’t be anything left of me… for you.”

Her voice caught on the words and my heart beat madly against the cage of my ribs. I closed my eyes as my blood turned to acid in my veins, then I released her throat so fast you’d think I’d been burned.

“Cabot.”

I shook my head, eyes still closed. She’d asked me not to get mad and leave her laying on the ground, but I knew better than to have my hands on her when I was this angry. I rose quickly to my feet, putting distance between us as I backed away from her. “Give me a moment.”

She huffed. “I knew you’d do that.”

I tightened my hands in my hair and turned toward her. “I’d like to hurt someone right now.”

She stood slowly, keeping her gaze on mine. “I handled it.”

I barked out a laugh. “I highly doubt that you did.”

She put her hands on her hips, indignance evident in her stance and the fierce glare she shot me. “What, like I can’t handle myself?”

“Oh, no, Rylan, I have complete faith in your capabilities.”

She stepped toward me and I stepped back.

She huffed again in annoyance. “Then what do you mean?”

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