Page 114 of Iron Rations


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Frowning, I looked over my shoulder, catching only the sight of his dark hair. “You were in the room?”

“I’m always watching.”

That was vague as hell. He wasn’t in the room. He couldn’t have been. I would have seen him. And still, he was here with me. I slowly turned in his arms, wrapping my own around his neck.

“I didn’t think you were coming.”

His dark eyes skimmed over my face, settling on the bruising along my jaw and eye. I could hardly see through the puffiness, but it was enough to see the hard lines of his beautiful face.

His fingers brushed over my battered skin, and I hissed when his fingers probed the cut on my lip. “You shouldn’t have gone along with it.”

“It was the only choice I had,” I whispered.

“You could have told me.”

His strong hand cupped my face, forcing me to look up into his eyes. The storm clouds brewing had me choosing my words carefully.

“If you had known, you would have stopped me.”

“You’re damn right I would have. There’s no way in hell I would have allowed you to place yourself in danger like that.”

“I willingly put myself there. I knew it was dangerous, but that’s what happens in matter of life and death situations.”

“That’s unacceptable. As long as you’re my woman?—”

“Your woman?” I said angrily.

His grip tightened on me. There was no place for me to go as the water sluiced over my skin, making it impossible to run unless I wanted to end up on my ass.

“That’s right, kitten. You’re my woman, and you fucking know it.”

I opened my mouth to give him a piece of my mind, but his bruising kiss made it difficult to reprimand him. His tongue slid inside my mouth, caressing me and luring me into a false sense of hope that we could move past this. I knew it was a trap, but my body betrayed me, refusing to let me walk away.

He shoved me against the shower wall, gentle in his rough demeanor. As he pressed his thigh between my legs, I dropped my gaze to his thick cock jutting out, waiting for a taste of my pussy. He’d only been in the shower with me for mere minutes, but my body responded to him instantly. I spread my legs, welcoming him in.

His resounding chuckle had me narrowing my eyes at him. “Don’t tease me.”

One thick finger slid through my wetness before sliding inside me. “You mean, don’t fuck with you?”

My eyes slid closed as he slowly pumped in and out of me.

“You don’t want me to promise you something and then take it away?”

I peeled my eyes open and stared at the menace etched on his face. “That’s not?—”

“You made me promises. You told me?—”

“I promised you nothing,” I reminded him. “I told you I would be fine.”

“You forced me to stay on the outside,” he grumbled. “You went in alone with that Russian while I watched from the sidelines. I fucking trusted you!”

“Nicholas—”

“Don’t even try to make excuses for what happened.”

Though he was angry at me, he didn’t stop thrusting his finger into me. In fact, as he grew angrier, he slid a second finger inside me, increasing the pressure.

“You fucking knew I wanted to be with you. I fucking told you I didn’t trust him.”

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