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    of white socks he owned. A white flag of surrender
    wasn’t standard issue for the duty uniform. A sock was
    the best he could do.
    Nearing the door to his playroom, Menace realized
    Nearing the door to his playroom, Menace realized
    Naya was being awfuly quiet. The fine hairs on the back
    of his neck stood on edge. He tapped the doorframe,
    activating the mechanism that puled it wide open, and
    stepped into the room. The sight that greeted him left his
    mouth gaping wide open. “How the hel did you get
    loose?”
    “Oh, nice of you to come check on me now!” She
    shot an angry glare his way. With one ankle stil cuffed to
    the chair where he’d placed her after her shower, Naya
    franticaly worked to pick the lock. “What if I’d passed
    out chained to this chair?”
    “There are sensors in the cuffs. They measure your
    pulse and respiratory rate. If you’d been in any distress, I
    would have been alerted.” Menace shook himself from
    the stupor of finding her nearly free. “How the hel—”
    “For a soldier, you’re realy bad at frisking.” She stuck
    out her tongue at him. “Always check the cheek,
    Menace. You’d be surprised how easy it to hide
    something like, oh, a hairpin in there.”
    He remembered the smal black pins she’d been
    wearing in her hair during the Grab. He’d been sure he’d
    taken them al when he’d pushed her into the bathroom
    for her shower. Apparently he’d been wrong.
    for her shower. Apparently he’d been wrong.
    In a flash, she worked the final cuff free and jumped to
    her feet. She raised her hands as if prepared to fight him.
    “Get back, Menace!”
    “Or what?” He laughed and shut the door. He pressed
    his thumb to the keypad there, activating the biometric
    lock. “You’l stab me with a hairpin?”
    She glared at him, her dark eyes flashing with such
    intense hatred. “Don’t tempt me.” She snatched up the
    chair and wielded it like a bat. “Maybe I’l knock you
    upside the head with a chair. How does that sound?”
    “Like first-degree assault,” he muttered.
    “Exactly! Now get my clothes and get the hel out of
    my way.”
    Menace let his interested gaze rake her naked form.
    His cock instantly responded to the sight of so much
    silky, brown flesh. The memory of her struggling beneath
    him in the forest sent heat roling through his stomach. So
    smal and hot, her body had instantly caled to him. The
    sight of her naked skin made his heart race.
    Her perky breasts heaved with every shalow breath.
    Her nipples had drawn tight to dusky peaks. Not from
    arousal, of course. Fear. Cold. Al those things could
    arousal, of course. Fear. Cold. Al those things could
    elicit the same response.
    His needy gaze moved lower. His fingers just itched to
    ride the gentle slope of her curving waist to her ful hips
    and thighs. Though petite, she carried more weight than
    most of the women he’d seen from her planet. She had
    the sweetest curves he’d ever seen. What he wouldn’t
    do for the chance to worship between her thighs.
    “Are you deaf? Where the fuck are my clothes?”
    Her waspish tongue ripped him from his lusty thoughts.
    Frowning, he said, “They’re in the laundry. I’l give you
    clean clothes in the morning. If you cooperate,” he
    added, figuring this might be one of the few bargaining
    chips in his arsenal.
    “Cooperate?” She scoffed loudly and let the chair
    drop with a noisy clatter. She gestured to the wal of
    implements he’d so carefuly organized. Some of the
    floggers and crops and canes he’d had for years. Others,
    like the gags and clamps and toys, he’d chosen in
    preparation for bringing home a new wife. “Look, I don’t
    know what you think is going to happen tonight, but I’l
    tel you this, Menace. The only person getting their ass
    beat tonight is you .”
    And there it was. Under al that bravado, she was
    And there it was. Under al that bravado, she was
    afraid. She was scared. Of me.
    The knowledge hit him hard.