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  Roi laughed and put his head against hers. “Umm, I should say thanks for picking option one. I was a bit concerned with the way you would react to me having basically abducted you two times in two weeks.”

  “You didn’t abduct me. I went with you the first time and last night, you took me away because your gut told you I wouldn’t be safe there. Your instincts are why I’m not already being subjected to their interrogators. And you are the reason I’m not in the hands of the enemy now.” Vaguely, she could remember bits and pieces of Roi’s conversation with Green while she was in her “need be fucked now” phase. He’d mentioned then about the men wanting to inject her with sperm and then he--her mouth dropped open as she pulled away from him. “You offered to impregnate me when you were on the phone with Green!”

  He nodded sheepishly. “I didn’t think you’d want them doing it. That’s the only reason. I know it would have been a close toss up but I thought you’d prefer me in that situation.”

  That’s the only reason. The phrase stuck in her head. It hurt to hear it aloud, but at least he was willing to do that much for her. She meant nothing to him.

  Rising to her feet, Missy directed her gaze anywhere but at Roi. “Gee, that was very … noble of you,” she said, her voice laced with sarcasm. “I mean, to step up the plate and be more than willing to take one for the team shows amazing character.”

  In a flash, Roi was standing next to, glaring at her. “You wait one minute, woman. I could have fucked you and I didn’t. Hell, you were clawing and sucking on me. I had to fight you off, so don’t get all bitchy with me when you were begging me to fuck you! And it was pretty damn noble of me to not take advantage of you when you more than wanted it. If you’d prefer to be their whore, by all means, let me know. I’ll drop your ass at their front door. Something tells me that you not only know where it is, but you’ve walked through it many times. Hey, I know you’ve fucked Eadan countless times but what I’m wondering now is how many of them you’ve laid under, begging them to take you.”

  Outraged, Missy smacked Roi across the face hard. His head twisted to the side and when he looked back at her, his eyes bore into her. “How dare you?”

  “Does the truth hurt?”

  “The truth?” Her mouth dropped. “What? You really believe I’ve slept with the enemy, Roi?”

  “Did you?”

  Melissa had to take a deep breath to keep the tears that wanted to fall tucked safely away. “You aren’t the man I thought you were. It’s good to know that now. How I ever thought you could be him is beyond me.”

  “Gee, so sorry that I’m not,” he said, sarcastically. “I do love how you skated around the issue of you and Eadan.”

  Furious, Missy glared at him. “I don’t owe you an explanation. I owe my mate one. You are not him! If or when I find him I’ll need to try to explain my life and my choices to him. You’re just a man I mistakenly began to believe was him.” She didn’t bother to hide the anger in her voice. “So, almighty chaste Roi, you’re my friggin’ savoir. Oh my, I’ll always regret not getting to be another notch on your bedpost! According to you my bedpost has no room left for marks so it’s best we didn’t venture into that territory. I’m so sorry that I ‘begged’ you to fuck me, Roi. At least we’re sure the injection works--it’s not like I would fuck you without the aid of it.”

  Roi snatched hold of her wrists and jerked her to him. Their bodies pressed against one another and the air was thick with tension. The look on his squared face screamed rage. Quickly, his mouth slammed down onto hers, covering it completely as he thrust his tongue in. She cried out, both shocked and excited.

  Her body ached for release and her senses seemed to be heightened to a completely new level. Feverishly, she returned his kisses, shoving her tongue into his mouth with as much fury as he, maybe more. She bit at his lower lip as he tried to pull away, causing him to growl.

  * * * *

  Picking Missy up, Roi thrust his tongue deeper into her mouth, wishing that his cock was doing the same thing to her pussy. The fact that she wore nothing beneath his gray button up shirt only added to his madness. He could have her, if he wanted her, and boy did he want her.

  Suddenly, Missy broke the kiss and stared into his eyes. “Put me down.”

  Confused, Roi held her tight. A second ago, she was all over him, now she was cold as ice. “Missy?”

  “I’m not doing this with you, Roi. I was fine with being accused of playing for the other team. I’ve lived my life that way from the moment I started with PSI. But, I have never been accused of being the evil ones’ whore. If you had any idea what they’ve put me through you would have never opened your fucking mouth.”

  “Shit,” he raked a hand through his hair and tried to pull her closer to him, “Missy, I’m sorry I said that. I don’t think that…”

  She snorted. “You said what you meant, Roi. It’s clear I’m all that you think I am. Thanks for offering to knock me up instead of them but I won’t be a ‘pity fuck.’ Now either take me in for questioning or turn your back so I can find my things and go. At this point, I’m fine with being subjected to whatever they have in store for me. It would be a hell of a lot better than hearing you spew accusations at me.”

  Pity fuck? Why did she think that? She was all he wanted in the world, his mate, his everything. How could she not only deny who he was to her but also think that he’d fuck her out of pity?

  Roi concentrated on her thoughts, trying to pick up anything that might help him to understand. He found nothing specific only that she was hurt, confused and not joking about being fine with an interrogation.

  He held her tight, bouncing her up and down a bit. “Missy, never call yourself that--ever. You mean more to me than all the women I’ve been with, and trust me, I’ve been with plenty.” As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Trust him to put his foot in his mouth at a moment like this.

  Missy pushed hard on his chest and dropped her legs down. He didn’t want to let go, but she wasn’t leaving him much of a choice. “I really don’t want to hear about all your conquests.”

  “Come on, Melissa, you know damn well that was not what I was trying to do.”

  “Oh really, Geoffroi, could have fooled me.” She put her hand on her hip and cocked her head to the side. Damn she was even more beautiful when she was pissed off. Considering that he suffered from chronic foot in mouth syndrome, she was downright stunning all of the time.

  “Come on, baby, its not that bad and its no big deal, really. Just a slip of the…”

  “Would you like to hear about how many men I’ve been with? Oh, how would you like to hear about the last guy I fucked? Huh? If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that it doesn’t bother you to hear about him or how recently we were together then fine, I’ll concede and go with your opinion that it’s not a big deal and it’s not that bad.”

  Jealousy ripped through Roi. Grabbing hold of her arm, he yanked her towards him and took her chin in his other hand. He knew that his eyes were swirling, but didn’t care. It was all he could do to avoid a full out shift as mad as he was. “Who the hell have you been sleeping with? Eadan, it’s Eadan that you’ve been with. Isn’t it?”

  “Does it bother you to have it tossed in your face, Roi?”

  He noticed how she dodged the Eadan subject yet again. “Do not mention fucking other men again, especially not that man. From this point on, you are mine.”

  “Pfftt,” she snorted. “I don’t know a thing about you, Roi, and you obviously don’t know shit about me if you think that statement’s going to fly one bit. You can take your scary lycan eye trick, and try it on one of your other, what was it that Lukian called them … oh, right--bimbos. I am not your anything, Roi. I belong to someone else. Someone who isn’t a jackass.”

  “You are mine, Melissa. Be sure of that.”

  She gave him a good shove and headed towards the cabin. He twisted a bit and almost lost his balance. She was a hellcat. That much was for sure. The b
reeze caught the shirt she was wearing and lifted it enough for Roi to get a glimpse of her rounded ass cheek. His cock immediately sprang to life, wanting desperately to find solace in the deep of her dark channel.

  The woman is going to be the death of me. That or flat out kill me.

  Chapter Nine

  Missy stormed around the bedroom in search of her clothing. Dropping down on all fours, she looked under the bed.

  “Fuck!” Roi shouted, scaring the hell out of her.

  She sat up fast and glanced back at him. His jaw was taut and the muscles in his neck appeared to be straining. “Roi?”

  Closing his eyes slightly, he took a deep breath in. “Sorry, finding your sweet little naked ass in the air when I walk into a room isn’t what I expected. Not that I’m complaining any.”

  “I can assure you it won’t happen again. I’m leaving.”

  “No, you’re not,” he said flatly.

  “Yes I am. I have to go home. I need to get something.”

  “What are you planning on doing, hitchhiking while wearing nothing but my shirt?”

  Anger tore through her. She was sick of his macho attitude and frankly sick of him. From the moment he’d stepped into her life, he’d flipped it upside down and she’d had enough. Had he not shown up at Melanie’s family bar last night, none of this would have happened. She’d have killed any would be attackers and gone on with her life.

  Unbuttoning his shirt quickly, she took it off and let it fall to the floor. “No,” she said, moving to walk past him. The cool air in the room made her exposed nipples stand on end. A slow smiled spread over her face as she watched Roi’s body tighten. “I’m planning on hitchhiking, but not in your precious shirt.”

  Roi was quiet for a moment. His tongue darted out and over his bottom lip. She would have found the entire act erotic if it wasn’t him performing it. “You can’t go out like that. You’re naked.”

  “You’re so astute. I don’t think I’ll have any problem getting a ride this way. Do you?”

  A feral look came over his face, making her take pause. Backing up, she tried to put as much distance between them as she could. “I said that you aren’t going out like that and I’ve already told you that it’s not safe right now. What part of that are you having issues with, Melissa?”

  “Hmm, let me think, oh the part that has me penned up here with you.” Staring at him as he stood there was almost too much. She wanted to run to him again but he’d made a fool of her enough already.

  Something akin to pain flashed over his entirely too handsome face. He leveled his gaze on her and smiled. “You’re sexy when you’re mad. Hell, you’re sexy all the time.”

  “Pfft, Roi, it’s clear to see why there is no evidence of a woman living here.”

  “This isn’t my house, Melissa. I didn’t take you there.” There was something in his tone that she couldn’t make out.

  Shrugging, she did her best to play off the fact that it hurt to know Roi didn’t think enough of her to bother taking her to his home. “Wonderful to know where I rank, Geoffroi. I’d offer to take you to my place but I want you in my house about as much as you wanted me in yours. I need my clothes and my phone.”

  He crossed his arms over his large chest and raised a brow. “Do you need to call Eadan?”

  “Well, he would have fucked me when I asked him to and not have thrown it in my face after the fact.”

  Roi cocked his head to the side, his eyes spinning with yellow and blue. Missy tried to remember to breathe, but facing a man who thought of her as a whore, a spy and the enemy while he was on the verge of a shift wasn’t what she wanted to do while she was not only unarmed but facing a man she didn’t want to harm.

  “Is that what you are, Missy? Are you a spy? Did you shake your ass in front of me and bat your eyes, knowing I’d be unable to resist? Did you stage the entire event last night to assure that you’d end up in the safety of at least one of the I-Ops’ arms?” Roi asked, his voice sounding deeper than normal.

  Her mouth fell open. How could he believe that about her? Her decision to leave was the right one. It was clear by his accusations that he wasn’t her friend or her mate. But it was better that way. It was better that he thought the worst of her, that he believed she was the enemy. It would keep him safe. “Yes, it’s all true. You were supposed to trust me.”

  “Lies, lies, lies.” Roi’s eyes went wild with color as he made a move for her.

  Missy readied herself in case Roi decided to attack. The idea that she could have been wrong about him never hurting her caused her more pain than Roi ever physically could. She’d been so scared of how she felt for him from the moment she laid eyes on him that she’d did her best to keep her distance both physically and emotionally. She’d been wise to do so. It was evident by the situation she now found herself in. Roi took a step towards her and she backed up, hitting the wall. She knew that she had nowhere else to go, but through him. If she had to, she would.

  Please, God, don’t leave me with no way out but through him. I can’t hurt him. Please.

  Roi narrowed his gaze on her. “Why can’t you hurt me?”

  “Huh?” The moment she said it, she knew what was going on. Roi was listening in on her thoughts. That surprised her. “It’s rude to eavesdrop on other people’s private thoughts.”

  “It’s also rude to lie to my face yet you have no problem doing that, Melissa.” He shook his head and laughed. “I’m trying to head off something horrible, Missy. I won’t let them take you in for questioning. It doesn’t matter if they’re the good guys, if they want to know something they will get it out of you.”

  “I know,” she whispered.

  “Baby, if you know then why are you fighting me about staying here?”

  “I have to go to my house. I need to get to something before they do, Roi. Please.”

  He shook his head and laughed. “Baby, it’s really hard for me to swallow that you’re with PSI. I’m sorry if that hurts your feelings but it’s true. A PSI agent wouldn’t have fallen as quick as you did, blinded or not.”

  Missy knew that. She didn’t need Roi to point it out. There was no way she was about to admit that she was too worried about him to watch out for herself. “Roi, please…”

  He shook his head and tossed his hand in the air. “Forget I asked. I mean, come on. You want me to believe that a girl in her early twenties has worked for almost nine years with a branch of the government that is sending an interrogation team to the I-Ops headquarters as we speak? What are you a secretary with them? Is that it? Or do you not even work there at all, Missy? It’s virtually impossible to get in touch with the director. It’d be easy to lie and tell me that no one but him knows about you. I’m guessing you could lie and Eadan would swear to it.”

  Missy’s eyes filled with tears that she desperately tried to blink away. She almost told him he was right that she was feeding him lies but she couldn’t.

  Goddamnit, I’ve been trained to lie under any circumstance imaginable and I can’t do it worth a shit to him. He better not be my mate or I’ll shoot myself and save the PSI, low-levels the chance … I can’t win with him. I give up.

  “Melissa, I’m positive you’re my mate. That’s why I can read your thoughts. I’ve already hidden my weapons so you can’t shoot yourself. Sorry about that.”

  “You hid your weapons? You thought I’d hurt you?” There was no way she could hide the shock and hurt in her voice. Rubbing her hand over her neck, she closed her eyes as she felt the effects of the chemical they’d injected her with kicking in again. There was no way she was going to go through the effects of it with Roi again. He’d been too willing to not only turn her away but throw it in her face. No, Roi didn’t want her. She’d figure something out. Eadan would help if she needed him.

  Eadan? Are you there?

  Missy-bean? Ohmygods, are you okay? I’ve been worried sick about you.

  She couldn’t help but smile when she heard him answer back. I need
to get home, now.

  In a flash, Roi was before her, clutching her chin and grinding his hips into her stomach. The hard bulge in his pants dug at her as he tightened his grip on her. “End the connection with him now, Melissa. You’re my mate and I told you…”

  She ignored him. Eadan, are you home?

  No, I’ve been searching for you. The guy you left with doesn’t exist, Missy. Tell me you’re not still with him. Tell me that you’re headed home now. Put my mind at ease.

  I can’t.

  Roi shook her. “End the fucking link, Melissa!”

  Missy glared at him as he rocked against her body. “No.”

  Damn it, Missy. He could be working for anyone. Get the hell away from him any way you can. You’ve my permission to exercise any amount of force necessary to do so. I can’t pick up on your location. Someone is masking your presence from me like … like … what happened before.

  Roi won’t hurt me. At least I don’t think he’ll hurt me.

  “How in the hell could you ever think I’d harm you? You are my mate.”

  She had to laugh at that. “No I’m not, Roi. I’ve met my mate before. You aren’t him. He was kind, loving and would never treat me this way.”

  Roi looked as though she’d slapped him. “You’ve already met your mate? That can’t be, Melissa. I’m him. I’m your mate.”

  Missy-bean, what’s wrong? I’m sensing that you’re upset. Are you hurt? If he hurt you at all, I’ll kill him.

  Eadan, he’s one of the Immortal Ops.

  “Yeah, ask how Blondie likes me now? Punk ass son-of…”

 

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