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So why does my body disagree?
Chapter 20
Caine
Onyx slips into the shadows feet ahead and I want to close the space between us. To push her against the siding of the house and take her until she stops looking at Ruin like she wants to eat him alive.
Rage simmers in my gut, hot and twisted.
I pushed her away this morning. I shouldn’t want her as much as I do.
But I crave the scent of her skin. The way she heats when I touch her. That breathy fucking moan.
Growling, I speed up and slip along the wall. I peer around the edge.
She is barely visible in that damn suit as she skims the shrubbery. The one that hugs every inch of her sexy little body. They all got a fucking eye full in the penthouse and it only makes the anger worse.
With practiced skill, she jumps onto the patio rail, leaps, and flips her body over the gutter onto the roof.
My cock throbs.
No wonder she is so damn strong.
She is up and moving before I even clear the rear wall. My head tilts back, watching as she scampers up the roof’s peak and disappears onto the other side.
I key the com on my throat. “Anyone see her?” I snarl.
There is a burst of static. “She’s fucking fast,” comes Tanner’s almost breathless reply. No easy feat for a shifter.
Damn it.
“You all worry too damn much.” Onyx’s voice is barely a whisper. Husky. Seduction poured right into my ear. There is a brief pause. “I’m in.”
“That was what? Less than three minutes?” Ruin demands.
Her laugh is sin. “I’m having a slow morning.”
I key the com hard. “Keep the line clear.”
“Sure thing, mom,” Tanner jabs.
My lips peel back and I slip into the shrubs to wait. The window next to me is dark. The room beyond empty.
It was the only house we could get on such short notice, but the local colony had it set up and ready to go long before we arrived.
“Coming to the vault now,” Onyx breathes into the mic.
“Nice and slow,” Ruin tells her.
“You know that’s the only way I do it,” she replies.
That’s it.
Ignoring the binoculars across the yard, I close my eyes and portal jump inside.
The house is quiet. All crème rooms and dark hardwood. I prowl through the main room and hit the stairs without pausing.
At the landing, I take the immediate left and slip into the master suite. The closet door is already empty and I know the safe is inside. I step into the doorway.
