Dominance Never Dies (Masters and Mercenaries Book 11) by Lexi Blake Page B
Authors: Lexi Blake
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he managed to maintain an erection? Shouldn’t his dick have shriveled up and maybe died after what she’d just done to him? But no, the damn thing was still hard as hell and likely pointing her way. His dick was a divining rod when it came to that blonde bitch goddess.
Fuck, but she was mean, and he was ten kinds of perverted because that did something for him.
He needed to get up off the ground and go after her. He needed to apologize because he’d been a dick.
He needed to go after her because she was right. They had to work together. If she knew someone who could take him to Theo, they definitely needed to work together.
Months had passed and he wasn’t any closer to getting his brother back. Theo was out there and every day was hell for him.
He should have known it would be Mia who brought him what he needed. Mia, who had lied to him. Mia, who invaded his every dream. Mia, who looked at him with those kick-me-in-the-gut eyes.
He managed to grab his phone and keys and forced himself to walk out. He had to catch her.
“Whoa, Case, was that who I think it was?” a familiar voice asked. “You ready to head out?”
Michael. He was standing outside Hutch’s door with a six-pack of beer in his hand. Hutch lived two doors down and he was going to ride over to Erin’s with him and Sean. Apparently Michael was going with them.
His partner was right on time to witness his horror.
Mia. Fucking gorgeous, lying, way too good for him Mia. Now he could call her Mia of the Sharpened Knee. “Can you stop her?”
Michael’s eyes widened. “I could and then I would likely get ye old restraining order in the mail. I try to avoid those. She had some crazy eyes on her. I thought you two had decided to play nice.”
There was nothing at all nice about anything that had ever happened between the two of them. Except that first night and that had been her way of manipulating him. Hadn’t it?
She would already be out on the street by now. Likely she’d had a car waiting.
What had been her plan? She’d obviously wanted him to go to Colombia with her. He’d had a vision of being alone with her in a foreign country. He would have to protect her because she could be so very reckless. Hell, she’d tried to go after a serial killer on her own. He couldn’t leave her alone, so they would have to share a room.
He could let nature take its course and finally find out how it felt to sink himself into Mia Lawless.
He groaned because she might have done some nerve damage to that very part of his body he wanted to sink into her.
“Dude? I don’t think you should do that out in the open.” Hutch had opened the door and was staring at him. He was a lanky kid in his mid-twenties. Case had worked with him during his CIA black ops days. Hutch was a hacker of the highest order, but apparently he couldn’t tell the difference between self-preservation and masturbation.
“Maybe we should go inside for a minute.” Michael moved them inside Hutch’s place. “Apparently Mia took exception to something Case did.”
A look of horror crossed Hutch’s face. “Dude, did she actually bust your balls?”
Case gritted his teeth and forced himself to move. He’d taken bullets before and still completed his mission. It was kind of his specialty. He took a licking and kept right on ticking. The fact that his balls were flattened against his pelvic bone wasn’t going to stop him. “Did she say anything to you?”
“She walked by like a woman on a mission,” Michael explained. “If she even recognized me, she didn’t acknowledge it.”
He wondered if Hutch had a bag of frozen peas lying around somewhere. There wouldn’t be any at his place. Definitely not, since he usually ate out or at one of his brother’s houses, but now it seemed like an oversight. When a man was involved with a crazy chick like Mia, said man needed to keep something cool to rest his balls against at all times.
Because she was fucking mean.
And she’d
Fuck, but she was mean, and he was ten kinds of perverted because that did something for him.
He needed to get up off the ground and go after her. He needed to apologize because he’d been a dick.
He needed to go after her because she was right. They had to work together. If she knew someone who could take him to Theo, they definitely needed to work together.
Months had passed and he wasn’t any closer to getting his brother back. Theo was out there and every day was hell for him.
He should have known it would be Mia who brought him what he needed. Mia, who had lied to him. Mia, who invaded his every dream. Mia, who looked at him with those kick-me-in-the-gut eyes.
He managed to grab his phone and keys and forced himself to walk out. He had to catch her.
“Whoa, Case, was that who I think it was?” a familiar voice asked. “You ready to head out?”
Michael. He was standing outside Hutch’s door with a six-pack of beer in his hand. Hutch lived two doors down and he was going to ride over to Erin’s with him and Sean. Apparently Michael was going with them.
His partner was right on time to witness his horror.
Mia. Fucking gorgeous, lying, way too good for him Mia. Now he could call her Mia of the Sharpened Knee. “Can you stop her?”
Michael’s eyes widened. “I could and then I would likely get ye old restraining order in the mail. I try to avoid those. She had some crazy eyes on her. I thought you two had decided to play nice.”
There was nothing at all nice about anything that had ever happened between the two of them. Except that first night and that had been her way of manipulating him. Hadn’t it?
She would already be out on the street by now. Likely she’d had a car waiting.
What had been her plan? She’d obviously wanted him to go to Colombia with her. He’d had a vision of being alone with her in a foreign country. He would have to protect her because she could be so very reckless. Hell, she’d tried to go after a serial killer on her own. He couldn’t leave her alone, so they would have to share a room.
He could let nature take its course and finally find out how it felt to sink himself into Mia Lawless.
He groaned because she might have done some nerve damage to that very part of his body he wanted to sink into her.
“Dude? I don’t think you should do that out in the open.” Hutch had opened the door and was staring at him. He was a lanky kid in his mid-twenties. Case had worked with him during his CIA black ops days. Hutch was a hacker of the highest order, but apparently he couldn’t tell the difference between self-preservation and masturbation.
“Maybe we should go inside for a minute.” Michael moved them inside Hutch’s place. “Apparently Mia took exception to something Case did.”
A look of horror crossed Hutch’s face. “Dude, did she actually bust your balls?”
Case gritted his teeth and forced himself to move. He’d taken bullets before and still completed his mission. It was kind of his specialty. He took a licking and kept right on ticking. The fact that his balls were flattened against his pelvic bone wasn’t going to stop him. “Did she say anything to you?”
“She walked by like a woman on a mission,” Michael explained. “If she even recognized me, she didn’t acknowledge it.”
He wondered if Hutch had a bag of frozen peas lying around somewhere. There wouldn’t be any at his place. Definitely not, since he usually ate out or at one of his brother’s houses, but now it seemed like an oversight. When a man was involved with a crazy chick like Mia, said man needed to keep something cool to rest his balls against at all times.
Because she was fucking mean.
And she’d
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