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"You'll have to ask him that one. " Her teeth bared in anger. "According to Jonas, he would give any other Breed this same chance. " Her lips twisted into a sneer. "The redemption offer was a trick. He knew this would happen, somehow; he knew the reaction that would result from being with Lance. He knew and he used it. He found the perfect way to destroy me. "
Braden cursed as Lance felt a killing rage echo inside him. God help Jonas if he got hold of him anytime soon.
"Can we lodge a complaint with the Breed Ruling Cabinet?" He turned to Braden again.
"They could leash him. "
"You do that and you reveal Death's whereabouts to whatever spy is still spilling secrets at Sanctuary. " He sighed. "It poses more of a danger than a solution at this point. Until the heat dulls, she's at her weakest, Lance. If another male touches her, he'll debilitate her. Right now, Death is as vulnerable as any babe. The hormonal shifts and changes tear down the defenses, physical and mental. She wouldn't survive it. "
"I won't let this happen!" The rage and fear in her voice sliced through his soul. Lance swung around, rushing to her as he watched her crumple. The mating heat was building in her, her expression distorted with pain as her hand clenched at her stomach and her face paled.
He caught her in his arms, burying his face in her hair, crooning to her, lifting her against his chest as he turned back to Braden.
"Contact Ely," he snapped hoarsely. "Now. "
Braden nodded and left the office. The door slammed behind him, clicked and locked, sealing them safely within the office.
"Sit. " Lance deposited her in the chair as he strode to his desk and hit the intercom link.
"Lenny, I'm not available until I inform you otherwise," he snapped into the desk sergeant's link. "Do you understand?"
"I figured," he grunted. "I saw that damned Jonas striding out of here grinning like a polecat. I got your back, Sheriff. No one will bother you. "
It was no secret that after one of Jonas's surprise visits, Lance normally disappeared for hours to fortify his patience.
Disengaging the link, he turned back to Harmony. She was pacing now, her head lowered, auburn hair covering her face as she fought the obvious effects of the mating heat.
It was killing him too. His balls were drawn up so damned tight he swore they were going to implode. His cock was like living steel behind the fly of his jeans and pressing painfully into the zipper.
Dealing with this was going to be impossible until the more pressing physical needs were taken care of. Namely, bending her over and fucking her past her tears and her hunger, until they could both stand to breathe without the agony of need torturing them. God help them both if she let out one of those animalistic little roars when she came, though. If she did, the entire department would know he was spending on-duty hours screwing the hell out of the little cat.
"Harmony, we'll find a way to fix this. " He breathed out roughly as he moved toward her.
"Until then, baby, before we can leave this office, we have to take care of this arousal. It's killing both of us. "
Her head whipped up, her expression blank with shock.
"No. " She shook her head emphatically. "We can't take that risk, Lance. You know we can't. "
Her hand pressed against her lower stomach as she breathed in roughly.
"We don't have a choice," he bit out. "I can't think for the remembered taste of your kiss. It's killing me. You might have the control to withstand it, but I don't. " She shook her head again as he moved to the utility cabinet at the side of the room. Opening the doors, he pulled a clean ball gag from its cellophane wrapper and turned back to her.
Her eyes widened as they dropped to the device, and he grinned wickedly.
"A little present from one of my depraved cousins. She thought I should keep them here in case I wanted to play on the job. "
He liked the little frown that creased her brow, the glimmer of jealousy in her eyes. Yeah, he liked that a lot. He stepped into the bathroom beside the cabinet and quickly cleaned the rubber device before drying it and moving back into the room.
"You are crazy if you think I'm going to let you gag me," she snapped.
"Would you rather my men hear you screaming?" He arched his brow curiously. "I don't care, but you will have to work here once we have a handle on this, baby. "
"No. "
"I could cuff you too. " He pulled the old-fashioned metal cuffs from the cabinet and jangled them at her.
Her breath caught, her hand pressing tighter to her stomach.
