Page 14 of Powerless
"Good. He deserves it." She continued scratching him, making sure to get his ears and his belly as he twisted, contorted, and squeezed to get his big body snuggled up next to her.
He laid his head on her stomach and looked at me, smiling blissfully as if to say,Oh yes. I deserve this.
"And what does his master get, hmm?" I shrugged off my cut and draped it over the back of a chair.
"I don't know," Mari watched me with caution as I approached her. "His master doesn't strike me as a good boy."
"He better fucking not," I growled, curling my fist in the hair at her nape as I leaned over to steal a kiss from her.
She played a tough chick, acting like she could push my buttons and pretend like she didn't want methatbadly. But I tasted it in the way her mouth melted against mine. Her skin flushed with heat. She may not have been in bed, but she'd been sitting here a while watching that door for me to come through.
I nudged Hades off of the chair so I could scoop her up. She smiled against my mouth as I lifted her in my arms, carrying her to the bedroom.
"How was church?" Her lips moved to my neck.
"Can't tell you that." I set her down on the bed and gave a swat to her ass. "Church is sacred. Top secret information privy only to those who attend."
She gave me a look over her shoulder. "Gunner seemed upset."
"Yeah," I sighed, pulling apart my belt. "Shit is just kind of tense right now, in light of recent events."
"The owner trying to kill you guys."
"Yeah, that." I slid a palm over her waist. "And trying to capture you. To sell or use you, no doubt."
She rolled over to face me, propping her elbow up. We were both lying on our sides with our legs dangling over the edge of the bed. At some point the mood shifted from expecting hot, sweaty sex to cuddling and pillow talk.
And I honestly didn't mind it.
"What did you do to the guard?" she asked.
"Nothing." I grabbed her thigh to pull her closer and she ended up swinging her leg over my hip. "He spilled everything like a waterfall. We were able to verify he was being honest, too. No creative extraction necessary."
"So I don't need to examine him?" She raised a quizzical eyebrow.
"Nah," I chuckled. "You can have the night off, Miss Medic."
"Whatareyou going to do with him?" Her hand slid over mine resting on the side of her leg.
"Dunno yet," I admitted. "Probably drop him off somewhere far away when we're done here. He's no good to Fischlin's people now. They'll kill him if they find him."
Her fingers skimmed up my arm, drifting over my shoulder and then my chest. I secretly loved that she enjoyed touching me so much. Too many women were afraid to express their own desires nowadays.
"What if you kept him?" Her eyes lifted to mine as she posed the question. "Brought him into the club?"
"Fuck no," I scoffed. "He isnotSteel Demon material."
"Why not? He's honest, right? I know how much you value that."
I sucked in a breath. She had no idea how ironic that statement was, considering my current dilemma at hand.
"If he rolled over and talked to us so quickly, there's no stopping him from ratting us out to someone else," I explained. "My guys would never crack under interrogation. I know that for a fact."
"What if this was an out he'd been looking for?" she pressed. "Slavery isn't just for women and free labor. A lot of guys have been forced to become soldiers."
"Don't play that card with me, sugar," I sighed. "I got what I needed from him. I'm in no position to adopt another stray, as Noelle puts it."
"You already know he's a capable scout and archer." Mari's eyebrows lifted. "Do you have someone with those sets of talents in your club?"
