Navy SEALs Complete Series: 3 Books + 3 Novellas (Tempting Navy SEALs) by Lora Leigh Page B

Clint, even as the knowledge that he would kill the bastard who took her in front of him filled his mind.
    Clint’s gaze flew back to Morganna. She was watching himwith dazed lust, the kind that filled a woman’s eyes when her sexuality was at its peak, the need to be touched, taken, filling every particle of her mind.
    And she needed. He knew she needed.
    “Fine, you want to be my sub?” He narrowed his eyes as he watched her. “Let’s see how submissive you can be. Come here.” He lifted his hand, waving his fingers back toward himself in invitation.
    Morganna arched her brow mockingly even as fluttering warnings of danger vibrated in her stomach. Clint was not a man to be played with when he had that look in his eyes. Cold ice-blue, like Alaskan waters, freezing her to the pit of her soul with trepidation.
    He wouldn’t hurt her . . . well, not without pleasure being involved. But that look meant she was not going to like what was coming.
    “I don’t think so.” She stood her ground, and so help her, if he got out of that chair and came after her, she was going to throw something at him.
    Joe snorted from where he sat. “See what I mean? She’s too confrontational to be a sub.”
    “Says who?”
    “That would have earned you a ball gag,” Clint said.
    “You’d have to be willing to die to put it there first.” She smiled with chilling politeness as he paced to the other side of the room, one hand rubbing at his neck as he glared back at her.
    “You guys are taking this way too seriously.” She shook her head as she stared back at them. “We’ve caught three of the dealers. Craig will score as soon as we get another Dom in.”
    “Until you get to the part where we can’t find a Dom willing to work with you,” Joe reminded her. “We haven’t been able to find a suitable couple familiar to the scene, either. And whoever is supplying this shit seems to smell damned agents. Which leaves us where we are. We have two more months leftto find a break in the case before we’re going to be forced to abandon it.”
    Morganna clenched her teeth at the thought of that. “We have a list of suspected players—”
    “Enough!” Clint’s voice sliced through the room as she turned back to him. How did she know he would be the one to protest? “Just to begin with, the players would more likely put a bullet through your head. Hence tonight’s attack. In case they didn’t, though, just how the hell do you think you’re going to fake disinterest in me?”
    She let her gaze rove over his body this time. Her mouth watered at the sight of that bulge in the front of his jeans. She forced herself to move on, lifting her brow disdainfully as she reached his gaze once again.
    “I should point out, Morganna, at this moment, you are showing anything but disinterest,” Joe pointed out drolly. “Bang, baby, you’re dead.”
    “Who says there can’t be attraction? Just because a woman is reluctant doesn’t mean she has to be uninterested,” she snapped back at him. “You’re trying to make this more complicated than what it is.”
    “We’re trying to make this safe,” Joe argued.
    “I can’t believe you’re trying to argue with her.” Clint shook his head in exasperation. “I learned better than that years ago. No, Morganna!” His voice sliced across the room, causing her lips to flatten in frustration as she glared back at him.
    “Damn, she’s not arguing with him,” Craig muttered moments later. “He’s good.”
    Satisfaction glittered in Clint’s gaze. One of these days, she was going to learn to ignore that tone of voice.
    “Our original problem hasn’t been solved,” Joe pointed out. “You’re getting no place fast this way. No dealers means no suppliers. All we have are the three men we caught last week, none of whom seem to know shit about where the lab is located. All we have is this monster drug Fuentes created,and women who are going to keep dying while those fucking videos are