Chapter 15 Rob #2
“I’m pissed because you were taken. Because I was supposed to protect you, and instead, you were kidnapped right from under my nose.
I’m fucking angry as hell that you walked out with the worst fucking fire in the world burning in the building you were being held in.
I don’t even want to think about what the hell happened while you were in there!
But most of all, I’m so fucking pissed because it was supposed to be me saving the day. And if I can’t do that—”
I spun away from her, cursing myself for saying too much. I was a fucking pussy, and now she knew it.
I wasn’t sure what I expected after what I just admitted, but it sure as hell wasn’t the snort of laughter that came from her delicate lips.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she laughed. “You’re angry because you didn’t get to be the big hero that rushed to the rescue?”
I glared at her. Why didn’t she get it?
“I’m sorry, was I supposed to wait for you to save me?”
“Yes!”
“Why?”
“Because that’s the way it’s supposed to be!”
“Yeah? And what if you couldn’t find the building?”
I didn’t say a damn thing.
“What if those men were about to kill us, and I had the choice to fight back or sit back and wait for my knight in shining armor to show up? Is that really what you want? You want some damsel who can’t take care of herself?”
“Of course not!”
“But you’re angry that you didn’t get to do the rescuing. Un-fucking-believable!” she shouted.
It was. It truly was. And I had no one to blame but myself. I wasn’t stupid. I knew the whole thing was ridiculous. What man would actually be upset because a woman was able to defend herself?
But that wasn’t the worst of it.
No, that would be the fact that despite my woman being able to defend herself, I was angry that I didn’t get to save the day.
And in order to figure out why my fucked up head was so concerned with that, I would have to delve a little deeper into my psyche.
And that was just something I wasn’t willing to do at the moment. So, I turned on my heel and stormed away like any normal man.
Because men just didn’t do feelings.
“Are you sure you want to stop?” Sinner asked. “We still don’t know how they’re tracking you.”
Fuck, I wasn’t sure of anything right now.
“It’s a safe house,” Derek said, taking away the decision. “We should be fine.”
“Fine is a relative term,” Sinner muttered, “but sure, we’ll go with that.”
He pulled down the long, winding drive and parked at the back side of the house.
It was small, not bigger than fifteen hundred square feet, but it would work for a place to rest and figure out our next move.
Getting out, I eyed our surroundings, taking in the tumbleweeds blowing across the desert and the mountains in the distance. We were alone. At least for the moment. The only thing surrounding us was nature and the occasional jackrabbit.
“Where are we?” Kaylee asked, getting out and stretching her limbs.
“Just outside of Vegas.”
“Ugh. I was just here, and based on my lack of memory, I didn’t enjoy the experience.”
I didn’t like being out in the open, not even when I could see for miles in every direction. A sniper could still be hiding in the distance.
“Let’s get inside.”
Grabbing Calista’s arm, I dragged her to the door, entering the code that Cap texted to me. The lock clicked and the door opened. Carefully, I shoved it open and stepped inside, keeping her behind me.
It was quiet, with nothing more than the gentle hum of electricity filling the silence. “Stay here,” I whispered, pulling the gun from my holster.
I whistled for Storm and he quickly followed, staying by my side as I cleared the house, moving through each room until I returned to where I left Callie.
“We’ll take the back room. There’s a bathroom attached where you can get cleaned up.”
She cocked her head at me. “We?”
“There are only three rooms,” I said tiredly. “Would you prefer to share with Sinner?”
“No,” she grumbled, trudging past me.
I eyed Storm and jerked my head in Kayla’s direction. He quickly trotted behind her, being a good wild wolf that he was and keeping her safe.
Everyone else filed in, grumbling about needing showers and sleep. But me? I was headed right to the computer in the panic room. Entering the code, the door slid open. I sighed at how small it was. We wouldn’t be able to fit all of us in here in an emergency, but at least the women would fit.
Taking a seat at the computer, I ran through all the video of the previous twenty-four hours, but found nothing. No one had been here, and the area was silent. Which meant they couldn’t read our minds.
I laughed to myself at the absurdity of it all. Of course they couldn’t read our minds. But they were tracking us somehow. I set a wider perimeter on the sensors, making sure we’d know if even the slowest turtle crossed our border. I wasn’t taking any chances.
I sat there for a good ten minutes, staring at the screen and contemplating our next move. Nothing was making sense, and no matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn’t come up with a single reason why we were being tracked or how.
Sighing, I scrubbed a hand over my face, pressing my fingers to my throbbing temples. I couldn’t think clearly like this. I needed meds.
Shoving to my feet, I went in search of something to kill the pain. If I was hurting, chances were that Callie was also. I grabbed a bottle of medicine and headed in the direction of the bedroom. The shower was running and steam was coming out from under the small crack at the bottom of the door.
I considered not going in, but fuck, I really needed to get clean. I quickly slipped inside and shucked my clothes, kicking them into the corner.
“Rob?”
“Yeah.”
She jerked back the shower curtain, narrowing her eyes at me. “What are you doing?”
“Getting clean.”
“Wait your turn.”
I didn’t. I opened the curtain and stepped inside, invading her space like I had a right to.
But I didn’t let my eyes wander. No, if I did that, I would get lost in her curves, in her smooth skin, and those plump breasts.
I would want to touch her, to fuck her, and we both knew that would end up getting us nowhere fast.
“I’ve been thinking,” I said, tipping my head under the water. It sluiced over my body, easing the aches from whatever was tripping my body. “There has to be some kind of tracker on us.”
“Don’t you think we would have noticed that?”
“Not if it’s under the skin.”
Peeling my eyes open, I finally let myself look at her.
“Fuck, that was a bad idea,” I groaned.
“What?”
“Opening my eyes.”
She cocked an eyebrow at me. “And do you usually take a shower with your eyes closed?”
“Only when there’s an insanely gorgeous woman with me that I’m trying my best to behave around.”
It could have been the steam that made her cheeks flush bright red, but I highly doubted it.
“Unless you don’t want me to behave,” I said, my voice turning low and gravelly. Fuck, what was wrong with me?
Her throat worked hard as she forced herself to only look at the top half of my body. I watched the struggle, pretended it was nothing more than exhaustion wiping her out.
But that wasn’t it at all, and we both knew it.
“Fuck it,” I muttered, slamming my lips against hers at the same time she moved. Her fingers slid through my hair as she tugged me closer.
Wet skin melded with mine, her breasts pressed firmly against my chest. Fuck, I was hard, in desperate need of a warm body wrapped around mine, and she was the only woman I wanted.
Her curves tempted me more than any woman I’d been with, but it was that small thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs that really got to me. Most women shaved it all off, thinking that was somehow a turn-on.
But I didn’t want a girl. I wanted a woman. One hundred percent real with all the things you’d expect. I gave the curls a tug, chuckling when she gasped.
“Fucking sexy as hell,” I murmured against her throat, sliding my fingers through her soaking pussy. “So wet for me.”
“We’re in the shower,” she murmured.
Sliding two fingers into her heat, I bit the side of her neck as my cock grew. “This is not from the shower. You want me.”
An irritated growl slipped from her lips, and she returned the favor, wrapping her hand around my cock and giving a good tug. “You’re so fucking cocky.”
Her hand tightened on me, stroking me harder, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. So much more.
“Spread your legs for me, baby.”
She did as I asked, gasping when I changed the angle, pumping my fingers deeper inside her, preparing her for my cock.
Gripping her thigh, I tugged her leg up around my waist, then hoisted her up in my arms. I planted my feet against the edges of the tub, getting my balance as I slowly sank my cock deep inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned as her body clenched around my thickening cock.
I could swear it was growing with every thrust inside her sweet pussy. I’d never had anything this good in all my life, and I was damn positive it didn’t get any better than this.
Not when her nails scratched against my back, and her moans filled the shower with the filthiest fucking sounds I’d ever heard.
“Rob, harder. Fuck me harder!”
My fist banged against the shower above her head as I fought to control my raging cock. But it was useless. Those words sent a wave of heat through me until all I could do was slam my cock inside her over and over again.
She cried out as I fucked her hard and deep, and that was all it took for a nearly painful shot to the balls to send me over the edge. Nails dug into my shoulders as she clung to me.
“Fuck, Calista!”
I was still coming inside her when she shoved me back, then a right hook slammed into my jaw.
“What the fuck was that for?” I snapped, holding my jaw.
“Krista! My name is Krista, asshole!”
“Fuck,” I groaned, rubbing my jaw. “I’m sorry.”
Shoving past me, she grabbed a towel off the rack. “You’ve fucked me twice and you still don’t know my name.”
“I’m—”
“Sorry. Yeah, I know.”
As she was drying off, my eyes landed on a rough patch of skin on her shoulder. Quickly stepping out, I grabbed her arm, trying to be gentle as I examined the area.
“What are you—”
“Looking for a tracker.” I ran my fingers over the skin, but felt no lump beneath the surface. “We need to check each other.”
“Fat chance,” she snorted.
“Either I do it or I send one of the others in.”
Sighing, she relented and let me examine every inch of her body, which I took great pleasure in. My hands cupped her breasts, and my tongue slid over her nipple, sucking her into my mouth.
Groaning, my fingers slid back to her pussy, thrusting inside again.
Her breathing turned ragged as I slowly pumped my fingers inside her. “I don’t think they hid anything up there.”
“You want me to stop checking?” I asked, twisting my fingers inside her.
“Mmm, better be sure.”
Chuckling, my tongue moved to the other breast and then down to her navel. Fuck, this woman was sexy as hell, but nothing was more erotic than when her pussy tightened around my fingers and she cried out, curling her fingers around my hair and tugging hard.
I could feel her heart hammering in her chest, and when I rested my head between her breasts, I took a minute to listen to the erratic thumping that was beginning to be my new favorite sound.
She swallowed audibly, her voice raw and ragged. “Did you find anything?”
“Not yet. Should I keep going?”
“Only if you’re going to let me lay down.”
I chuckled as I felt the trembling in her legs, satisfied that she was thoroughly fucked and ready for a good night’s sleep.
“Just let me finish looking for trackers.”
I made quick work of running my fingers over the rest of her body, doing my best to keep the exam clinical, but it was damn hard.
“Nothing,” I said as I finished up.
“What? But you said—”
“I know. I should have found something. There’s nothing in your hairline like I’d expect, and I can’t find a damn thing under your skin. No scars or anything.”
“And you?”
I held my arms wide, waiting for her to go over every inch of me. Unlike what I did to her, there was nothing sexual about her exam. She concentrated like she was taking exams, and every touch was purely for the sake of research.
Not that she didn’t smirk when she got to my groin and saw how hard I was.
“You’re clean,” she sighed. “I don’t see a thing.”
“There’s something you missed,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, but I think it’s better to keep you wanting more. If I give you everything you want right now, what will keep you coming back?” she asked, giving my lip a quick nip before sliding her hand over my abs and heading into the bedroom.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I chased after her. There was no way she was going to bed anytime soon.