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To ease her suffering. And she knew without a doubt it wouldn’t go farther than that unless she wanted it to. The only question was, did she want it?
    The ointment Sebastian carefully spread over her back smelled faintly of menthol. It didn’t have the associating burn, but instead seemed to numb her stinging back. Instantly, the pain lessened. Tawny couldn’t help the groan.
    “Feel better, precious?” She’d always loved Bastian’s voice. As a combat medic, she supposed he’d patented that voice. No doubt, it was as necessary as a field dressing to help ease wounded soldiers. It took her to a place other than that horrible club. God, she never wanted to go back there again! Fortunately, she could listen to Sebastian’s voice and imagine she was in a spa getting a massage.
    “Much,” she moaned, not opening her eyes. The bed beside her dipped and a big, warm hand loosened her hair from the tight braid Dylan had insisted she weave. Once it was freed, Niko finger-combed her hair, massaging her scalp as he did. Dylan had pulled that braid viciously, telling her all the ways he was going to fuck her when they got to club.
    Having Wyatt move his fingers tenderly through her long tresses now seemed to erase at least that part of the evening. Sebastian still worked his magic on her back, helping soothe the worst of her injuries. If they kept it up, she’d be good as new in no time. She just wished she had the strength of both body and soul to ask them to make love to her, to take away the perversions she’d endured. She might have endured them willingly, but she recognized them as what they were. The sick fantasies of a man who loved hurting women. Of all the men in the world, the men on her team were possibly the only ones she’d ever trust after tonight.
    That thought brought a fresh flood of tears. She turned her head away, but not before Niko’s hands stilled in her hair for a moment before continuing.
    “Are we hurting you?” His voice was gentle, yet Tawni knew her commanding officer well enough to know he was pissed.
    “No. Not at all. I’m so sorry to put you through so much trouble. Really. Just take me home.”
    “Not happening, Tawni ,” he replied. There was no rancor in his voice, no hint that he was angry at her, but she knew he was. “Not tonight.” There was a pause before he asked, “Did he…rape you, Tawni ?” The question was asked in a tight voice, as if he had to force himself to ask it, not certain he wanted to know the answer.
    “No!” she said instantly, vehemently. Then in a quieter voice, she added, “No. He wasn’t gentle, but didn’t do anything I didn’t let him. And there was no sex. At least, not tonight.”
    When they both continued to stroke her body, to gentle her, she knew there was no way to hold back the tears. She was going to sob openly in front of both of them, and she’d never be able to forgive herself if she did.
    To prevent disaster, she wiggled from both of them, scooting off the bed. Any thought of keeping her dignity would evaporate the second the tears started. She had to get away from them.
    Lurching forward, she stumbled to the bathroom. When she would have shut the door, locking them out, Niko stuck his foot in the doorway, keeping her from the privacy she craved.
    “No, Tawni . You can’t be in here without one of us.” Niko’s visage told her he was deadly serious.
    “I…just leave me alone for a minute. I need…”
    “We know what you need,” Sebastian crooned. “Don’t shut us out, Tawni . Let us help you.”
    When the boys made up their mind about something, there was no winning. She knew that, but still fought to hide from them. Neither man was having anything to do with that. Instead, they used the opportunity to inspect the rest of her. That they viewed her naked body impassively when she still craved their touch was just shy of humiliating, but they wouldn’t let her cover herself until they’d treated every bruise, scratch,