of, Doctor. You were lucky.”
“You call being kept in a room for two weeks, forced to sit with him during dinners, and watching as men were murdered in front of me lucky? You think that his midnight visits where he stood over my bed watching me was something I wanted?”
He pulled the water into his hand, twisting open the cap. “You need to drink this. We will be required to leave at a moment’s notice, and you need to be hydrated. The jungle is brutal in this location and not only because of the rough terrain.”
While I took the bottle from him, I gave him a nasty glare instead of obeying.
He leaned over until our lips were mere centimeters away. Growling, he gripped my chin, holding me in place and for a few seconds, I thought for certain he was going to kiss me. His upper lip curled as he drew even closer. “Don’t fuck with me, Doctor. While you may believe that Jack Rivers is the more dangerous of the two of us, I suggest you think otherwise. The time I spent in a prison, languishing in a filthy rat-infested cell, treated like an animal made me angry. The beatings I received weekly turned me into a real monster. Remember that.”
I tilted my head, daring him to taste me. Why I was being so reckless, I wasn’t certain but every part of me hungered to push.
Slow down, Lindsey. He’s only trying to help.
While I should listen to my inner voice, I was tired of being treated like nothing more than a possession.
Chuckling, he brushed his lips across mine, darting his tongue over the seam of my mouth before whispering, “Tempting, Doctor, but when I take you, and trust me when I say that I will, you will never hunger for another man. If you’re a really good girl, I just might take you as mine.”
A swell of anger shoved aside the moment of desire. While I came close to punching him in the face, he caught my hand as if he’d anticipated my actions.
“Tsk. Tsk. I have no problem fucking you right here, just like the way Jack took you. Is that what you’d like? Do you want me to shove my cock into that sweet little pussy of yours?”
“How. Dare. You.” My hiss was laced with venom.
A smile crossing his face, he rubbed his thumb across my lips then planted it into his mouth, allowing the suckling sounds to float between us. While I should be disgusted, instead my entire body was on fire, the longing turning into the kind of burn that would only increase until the explosion became inevitable.
The popping sound made me quiver and as his eyes traveled slowly down my neck, I realized the cool air shifting across my breasts meant they were exposed. There was no denying the attraction, my nipples hard and aching. A warm flush crept up my cheeks, staining my skin. I couldn’t move, dared not take my eyes off him.
He shifted his head back and forth as he removed his thumb, lowering his hand slowly.
I refused to budge, giving him a defiant look as the gown slipped down further. He wasn’t going to unnerve me, not with his heated look or the way his masculine scent filtered into my nostrils, slip-sliding straight to my muscles and tendons. I was weak inside, my pussy aching.
For this man?
Everything about this was so wrong, but a part of me was riddled with insatiable hunger. Panting, the moment he brushed the tip of his saliva-soaked thumb across my nipple, I bit back a moan.
A single growl permeated the room, the sound so savage I began to shake. When he eased first one strap then the other along my arms, securing them against my shoulders, the whimper escaped.
My reflexes took over, the hard slap landing exactly where I wanted.
He closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling. “That one I deserved.” When he twisted his head, staring me in the eyes, for a few seconds, I was able to see directly into his soul before he shut me out completely. What was inside was far more terrifying than his gruff demeanor.
I took a sip of water, savoring the way it felt sliding down my parched throat, even though I continued to shake. He remained staring at me until I took several more, the hulking man finally moving to a standing position.
“I’ll see if I can find you some clothing,” he stated. “Hopefully, our Brazilian