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to move anyway. She could feel her body tensing, preparing for him, anticipating his touch.
    Craig Tyler would be here in a minute. The burly ex-Marine could play the outraged Dom like nobody’s business. Clint wasn’t a man to attempt to poach on another’s territory. At least, not staked territory. Her collar proclaimed her a freeagent, an unrestrained submissive, free to choose a Dom. Craig’s cover of the Dom attempting to acquire her wasn’t going to work here.
    “Do you know how long I’ve been dying to fuck you?” Clint stopped before her, his hands settling on her bare hips as she stared back at him in shock. Her hands gripped his forearms as the heat of his fingers sank into her flesh.
    “Well, you sure could have fooled me,” she gasped. “You are the same man who has run from me at every opportunity. Right?”
    She hadn’t expected this, couldn’t believe she was standing here with him, his eyes burning down at her rather than freezing her with dismissal.
    “I can have you now, can’t I, baby?” he whispered, his voice immeasurably gentle as he watched her. “You’re learning the rules of the game. Happily ever afters don’t happen here.”
    A wave of pain suffused her senses as his whispered words processed in her brain. He hadn’t taken her before because he had known what she wanted? Because he knew she loved him? But he could take her now because he thought she was a whore? He thought she was available to any bozo willing to give her the fix he thought she was looking for?
    She stared back at him in shock as her hand flew toward his face in a violence she hadn’t known she was capable of. He caught her hand. Inches from his face, his gaze igniting as she glared back at him.
    “I don’t want you now,” she said, fighting the tears that threatened to flood her eyes. “Not even on a bet.” She jerked at her arm, enraged by his arrogance. “You’re a jerk, Clint. A complete vicious, dirty jerk.”
    Surprise flickered across his expression as he let her go. “If you’re not part of the scene, then what the hell are you doing here?” His eyes narrowed on her as she stilled before him.
    “Who says I’m not part of the scene?” she bit out. “I saidI didn’t want
you
. Sorry, Clint, but just any Dom willing to play the game isn’t enough,” she informed him rashly, furious, using the only weapon she had left now. “You had your chance how many times over the past few years? You turned them down. Remember?”
    “And now I’m picking them up.”
    Morganna’s eyes widened and she felt fear slam into her as he reached for her. If he touched her, if he did as the hunger in his gaze warned her he was going to do, then she was screwed. She had fought to get on Joe’s team, pulling every string she could think of to work this assignment.
    If she showed a weakness now, then Joe would have her replaced so fast it would make her head spin. He hadn’t been comfortable with her on the team to begin with. But she was the only recruit he had who was a regular at the Masters clubs.
    “Clint, no.” “No” meant no.
    He paused, his eyes narrowed, his chest heaving, as she backed away from him slowly.
    “Unlock the door and let me out of here. Don’t force me to lodge a complaint with Masters.”
    Drage Masters, the owner of the club, did not take kindly to patrons forcing anything from the members. His rules were strict, and everyone knew it.
    “Lodge all the complaints you want,” Clint said. “I want answers, Morganna, and one way or the other, I am going to get them.”
    He took a step closer and Morganna knew the game was up.
    “Morganna Chavez, I’m going to whip your ass red,” a drunken voice yelled from the other side of the door. “Open this door, you little wildcat. I told you no other men until we’ve settled our deal. Period.”
    Her eyes widened in shock as she watched rage transform Clint’s features. It wasn’t just anger; it was a killing rage that terrified