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me.” His fingers moved between her legs and rubbed lightly between the folds, the sensation so intense the muscles of her cunt clenched. “Unfortunately, fucking you will have to wait.”
    â€œI…I don’t understand.” She squirmed, desperate with the need for him to press his fingers inside her. “Alan…please.”
    His lips moved against her ear, his words just a whisper. “My name’s not Alan.”
    The odd response brought her up from the thick depths of desire. “W-what?”
    His hand moved away from her pussy and slid over to wrap around her right thigh. His expression turned somber, hard. “I’m sorry, princess.”
    She saw the flash of the needle, just before it swung down and jabbed painfully into her thigh.
    â€œNo!” She struggled again, panic slicing through the fog of desire, but it was too late. Her flesh burned from whatever he was injecting into her.
    Oh gods! What had he just done? She struggled harder, managing to free one wrist because of the terror-induced adrenaline.
    â€œHold still.” He recaptured her wrist and held her down, kissing the tears that rolled down her cheek. “Just relax.”
    She shook her head, but the movement made her dizzy. The lights above her head left tracers. Opening her mouth to speak, she found her tongue thick and the words stuck in her throat. Why? Why had he done it?
    â€œThat’s it, princess. Close your eyes,” he whispered and smoothed his thumb over her lips.
    Her eyelids grew heavy, too heavy, and finally she closed them, almost certain she would never wake up.
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    Ryder waited until she was limp on the floor and then glanced around the room. He reassured himself there were no cameras, even if the room was almost certainly bugged for audio. It was the reason he’d told the Council he liked it rough, so her screams would be taken as a woman in pain. Not as a woman being abducted.
    He hadn’t expected her to succumb to his touch so quickly, to be trapped under the web of arousal. He’d only spoken in whispers, so low the bug would not suspect anything more than whispers of passion. Her moans had been real, and thankfully aided him in his quest. Surely the Council would have no doubts that she’d been a willing lover enjoying a moment of passion with a stranger.
    He’d wanted to give her the injection when her mind was clouded by passion, and it had worked. She had not even realized his intent until the needle had already pricked the skin of her creamy thigh.
    Ryder turned his glance back down to her. She was lying on her back, with her knees bent to the side and her arms limp on the ground above her head. Her thigh bore the small red mark where he’d plunged the needle. He kissed two of his fingers and then pressed them against the inflamed flesh.
    Now came the final part of the mission. He glanced at his watch to assure himself he was on schedule. He was, though just barely. He’d taken the seduction stage just a little further than intended. She goes to your head, be careful around her .
    He stood and went into the bathroom, kneeling down near the east wall and prying open the grate over the heating vent. Inside was the bag he’d stored earlier. He picked it up and went back into her room.
    She was still on the floor, out cold just as he’d left her. Unzipping the bag, he pulled out the small incision knife and another syringe already loaded with the numbing agent.
    Only a few minutes had passed since she’d been injected, but too long of a period of silence might raise the Council’s suspicions.
    He cleared his throat, infusing a bit of huskiness into his voice. “That’s right, princess, use your mouth on me. Oh…yes…just like that.”
    Gods, he sounded like an idiot.
    Lifting her foot onto his lap, he traced the pad of his thumb over her heel. The skin was buttery soft, no calloused skin anywhere. His mouth drew