Cathy’s eyes fluttered open and the first thing she noticed was the darkness.And she wasn’t alone.For a second nothing but fog filled her head. Then...Everything came right back to her; the feeling of another presence with her at the club, the wild beat of her heart…the men coming out of the wall.“I see you are awake,” a voice said.She jerked her head in the direction of the voice, the movement caused something to clink, and only then did she realize that she was standing and her hands were tied up to the ceiling in chains. She had been in that position for…an hour or two? Her hands and feet were so numb she couldn’t feel them. Her skin felt uncomfortable and sticky.She tried to summon her powers to help her see and winced when the effort caused pain like a sharp knife to run through her head.Someone chuckled. “Your powers won’t work here, dog.”Cathy bit the inside of her mouth against the pain. Panic was beginning to rise but she stamped it down and threw her head back. Once
Cathy couldn’t breathe and suddenly she began to cry softly in relief. Ted’s warm lips on hers was everything she wanted at that moment and she opened her mouth to hungrily taste more of him. His kiss was strong, and his mouth claimed every portion of her lips, it was almost painful and by the time he pulled back to rest his forehead on hers, they were both breathing hard. Ted’s hands began to roam her body searching for any signs of injuries. He pulled back when he felt several cuts on her side and looked down at her body“I’m fine,” Cathy hurriedly reassured him, warm tears slid down her cheek. “I’m fine. You came in just in time.”His eyes darkened again, fingers tracing the outline of one small cut. His jaw clenched so hard that the bones popped. He was angry and the flare of his nostrils indicated the intensity of that anger.“Ted, I am…”He didn’t let her finish before walking away from her.“Ted?”Chase watched as he stalked over to one of the smaller dead men and began to pul
Cathy sat quietly in her seat unable to ignore Ted’s presence when he sat so stiffly in the driver’s seat, clutching the steering wheel tight in his hands. He didn’t spare her a glance but from time to time his eyes dropped to the cuffs binding her hands together.He pressed his lips into a thin hard line, his jaw remained locked and tense.Cathy thought about saying something but what could she say?Unable to deal with the awkward angry silence anymore she rested her head on the tinted glass and tried to sleep. But sleep would not come only her thoughts raced through her mind. The more she remained that way, the angrier she got. He had no right the act the way he was acting! She did nothing wrong. It wasn’t like she planned to be abducted. He didn’t want her, her brothers locked her up like a child in her room so pardon her if she was tired of being treated like a spoiled child or an unwanted toy.“Cathy,” Ted called out.Her eyes remained closed. If he was stubborn, she was equally
He didn’t put her down, not even when they got into the penthouse with its airy, homey feeling. Like everything had been in the beach house, the decorations were simple and masculine and Cathy suspected everything was far more expensive than she could ever think.Cathy wasn’t complaining about being carried in his arms. Now that they were done fighting she was too weak to do anything but hang on to him and bury her face in his neck.He smelled so good, even better than she remembered, even with the blood on him. She sucked a deep breath of him in to cleanse her lungs. The memory of those men and how they hit her was too fresh in her memory, nothing would ever make her forget so soon. Even though she had convinced Ted that she was fine, she hurt all over. Her legs were the weakest of all. She was glad when he carried her through the house, into the master’s suite which was huge and equipped with all modern facilities like an electric fireplace, remote-controlled blinds, lights that cam
“Before we begin,” he whispered against her mouth, kissed her again then went down on one knee beside the tub and reached into his back pocket for something. It was a syringe which he placed on the side of the tub. “You need to take this.”Cathy lifted herself to examine the clear bubbly liquid in the syringe. “I got this at the island right?”“Yes. Lila develops them.” He dropped his hand into the water and lifted her right leg over the edge of the tub. It was slippery and wet with soap and water. “This will hurt a little,” he told her before uncapping the syringe.Cathy winced as the needle sank into her thigh. Ted withdrew the needle, dropped it on the floor, and covered the pinprick with his mouth to ease her pain.“Did it hurt?” he mumbled against her skin.“I’m a big girl, Ted.”He lifted his head and smiled at her, the tilt of his lips holding a challenge. “Let’s see if you’ll say that after tonight.”He kissed her thigh again and this time his tongue licked a path to her feet.
She stared excitedly, eyes shining at his jutting cock. The huge veined organ bounced before her eyes. Cathy’s mouth watered at the thought of taking him in. Her heart pounded in anticipation for when she could hold him in her hands, rubbing her palm along the length of his velvety hardness. But Ted’s hand remained closed around hers.She looked up at him, questioning him with her eyes.He loved the look on her face. If he could, he would do anything to keep that sultry, pouty look there for the rest of his life but there was one hurdle she had to cross.“Ted?”He took her face into his free hand, caressing her chin and mouth. “You can have me on one condition.”A slight frown touched her brows. “What condition?”“Three more orgasms. I want to watch you come again.”Her eyes widened in surprise and unbridled excitement. “Three?!”He leaned over her to kiss her open mouth his eyes challenging her. “Are you up for it?”Cathy swallowed. She was still recovering from the first, three more
So much for letting go of her, Ted thought. His eyes remained closed. He was asleep but this was as far as sleeping went for him. He had had enough part to sleep in the past, he didn’t need much of it now especially with more enemies knocking at his door now more than ever.He ran the palm of his hand on her silky soft skin. She was so soft and yet so fiery, the most passionate woman he ever met. He knew she was trouble the very first time he met her. His men had bound her in a room in one of his houses – he needed many houses to keep his enemies if he had to torture them. She wasn’t an enemy, she was just an obstacle at the time yet one look at her tied up and glaring and he lost himself in those brown eyes. He had tried to feed her pizza and she bit him.His lips twitched at the memory.Standing in her office a day ago realizing she was missing, letting her go had been the best idea but now…His hand made its way down her waist, over the side of her hip. Her leg was flung over his g
When Cathy came out of the bathroom, Ted was nowhere to be found in the room but there was a change of clothes lying on the bed; one of his shirts and a pair of cords.She smiled thinking about how she actually had no clothes to wear.Maybe I shouldn’t have asked about his life, she thought as she hugged her arms around herself.Then Cathy frowned. No, I was right to ask. He is my mate. I want him as my mate, I need to know him.She left the bathroom door and went over to the bed to inspect the clothes. The shirt was large enough to cover her to mid-thigh so she discarded the cords back into the closet. Just like every other thing in the house, she had to press a button to open the closet door.Cathy frowned at the limited display of clothes; a few shirts and pants and a couple of shoes. Nothing else.The lack of personal effects was…strange. Dressed in his shirt and enveloped in his scent, she looked around the room noting for the first time just how much like the beach house it was