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she
resisted.
    “Don’t wimp out on me now, Claire,” he said,
forcing a harsh edge to his voice.
    Her eyes widened, and her gaze jerked to
his. Upon seeing her expression, he hid his feeling of relief.
Rather than looking bruised or humiliated, her eyes sparkled with a
vibrant arousal that was almost too intense to be real.
    But it was real.
    Ty didn’t know how or why he and Claire had
been given this opportunity to gorge themselves on each other, but
now that he’d had his turn, he wasn’t about to stop without giving
her hers.
    He rubbed his thumb firmly against her
mouth, dragging her lips open so he could dip it inside and push it
insistently against her tongue. She gasped but obviously understood
his silent command and started sucking it.
    “That’s it,” he said as he watched the sexy
ministration and felt his cock twitch in envy. “There’s no going
back, Claire. I got off in your mouth. You exercised your power
over me and had me at your complete mercy. If we’d been alone, I
would have been begging you to suck me even harder. And you know
what that means, don’t you?”
    Her mouth stopped sucking, and she shook her
head.
    He smiled wickedly. “It means payback’s a
bitch, baby girl. And you’re about to get yours.”

CHAPTER THREE
     
    After issuing his promise — or threat — and
helping her to her feet, Ty moved to the corner of the room where,
to her surprise, a video camera was positioned atop a tripod. He
fiddled with it, obviously getting it powered up. “It’s an old one.
Still uses a tape, and it doesn’t pick up sound. But it’s perfect
for what we need. It’ll capture our image while still allowing us
to talk freely. I’ll sweep the room for bugs. I know you’ll want me
to talk dirty when we fuck, Claire.”
    Shaken, Claire opened her mouth to protest
but froze when he glanced at her, the heat of his gaze boring into
hers. She closed her mouth with an audible snap, crossed her arms,
and studied the room more closely.
    In addition to the chair he’d occupied
earlier, there was nothing in it but a twin bed covered with some
ratty linens. The window was boarded up, with only cracks of light
filtering through.
    Without looking at her, Ty abandoned the
video camera to prowl around the room, running his hands over and
under surfaces, searching for the listening devices he’d mentioned.
In the tense silence, all she heard was the sound of her ragged
breaths as she tried to regain her composure. Her gaze moved once
again to the video camera and stuck, as if it had become her
lifeline. If she stared at it long enough, maybe she’d never
actually have to face Ty and deal with what was happening here.
    In all honesty, she wasn’t even sure what
that was. But she did have a sneaky suspicion, and that suspicion
did nothing but make her more jittery.
    When she’d been on her knees in front of
him, when she’d had his musky smell and vibrant energy surrounding
her, inside and out, and then the taste of him on her tongue and
down her throat, she’d forgotten all her concerns about the
situation or of showing him who she really was and what turned her
on. No matter what she did within the Guardian compound, she’d
thought, Ty would keep her safe. And, given the circumstances, if
she acted out of character and did some wild, unpredictable things,
well, she could be forgiven a few crazy moments, couldn’t she?
    But typical Ty wasn’t willing to give her
that. He wasn’t going to let her give him a blow job in front of
the other men without reducing her to the same state of quivering
pleasure. And of course she wanted that. Who wouldn’t? Only she
wasn’t sure if she was brave enough to take it. To actually —
    “Claire.”
    She jumped at the sound of his voice but
kept her gaze resolutely on the video camera. He couldn’t really
know what she was feeling. So long as she didn’t confirm anything,
it didn’t matter what he suspected. Besides, maybe she’d been
wrong. Maybe she’d