Maverick sighed because that was a lot to think about. For now, he could focus on that later.
"What are you thinking about?" Akane asked.
This wasn't the type of conversation he wanted to have with her. Doing so would only let her think he wanted a relationship. "Just enjoying what just happened."
Akane lifted up to look at him. "Don't lie to me."
Maverick frowned. "What makes you think I'm lying?"
"I am highly trained to know when someone is lying to me," Akane said.
Maverick huffed as he untangled himself from her, but before he could climb out of the bed, she grabbed him and slammed him back on the bed. Maverick snarled and palmed her face, shoving her away, but she grabbed his arm, twisting it into an armbar.
"Fuck!" Maverick cursed, then had to maneuver to break her hold, but she countered, putting him in another submissive move. Her skill startled him as he was unable to take control of their game of wrestling, because that is what it was... a game of dominance. "Let me go," he commanded.
Akane leaned in close to his ear. "What were you thinking about?"
"That I just fucked up when I fucked you again," Maverick said, which was half true.
Akane laughed. "You didn't fuck up, but I will fuck you up if you think you can leave me."
Now he knew he made a mistake. "Let me go. You're starting to piss me the fuck off, Akane."
"Oh?" she asked coyly. "And what will you do to me?"
Maverick bit her exposed flesh, breaking the skin. She screamed, then did the same to him, making him growl in pain. "Shit! Fucking bitch!" he yelled.
Akane laughed. "You are mine."
The knock on the door interrupted them and Maverick's comeback. "Let me go, now," he demanded.
Akane sighed and released the unbreakable hold she had on Maverick, and he flexed his muscles to work the kinks out as he glared at her. "What? That was just foreplay, and you know it. Your cock is hard."
Maverick's eyebrows shot up, and he looked down. His mouth dropped open because she was right. Everything they did made him aroused. What the hell did that mean? What kind of man was he?
"Do you want to hit me?" Akane asked.
"Hey, you two, boss wants to see you," said a voice on the other side.
Maverick looked at Akane. Did he want to hit her? He'd never struck a woman out of anger, but she wanted him to, and the thought of doing it enticed him.
Akane smiled as she leaned forward. "See, you're like me, Maverick. Violence turns you on. This little match we had was foreplay." She crawled over to him, wrapping her arm around his neck while her other hand caressed his jaw. "Poor baby, you've been so restrained. No other woman can give you what you need like I can."
Maverick heard the words, and they touched him, made him feel things he'd never felt before—a true connection. Was this... love? He needed time to process it all because she forced him to ask questions about himself he didn't think he'd ever need to ask. This was an overload to his brain, and he just wanted to focus on something simple, like killing his enemy.
"We need to get ready," he said, then shoved her off him, sending her to the floor, and it also sent a jolt of excitement to his cock that twitched.
Akane smiled, her seductive wickedness drawing Maverick in like a snake to a charmer. "Fine. This conversation isn't over."She stood up and snatched the sheet from the bed, then opened the bedroom door. The man on the other side gasped, then cleared his throat as he stepped back and turned away. Akane sauntered off to her room to get dressed.
"Crazy bitch," Maverick mumbled, but it was because she was so different that she turned him on so much. He showered and dressed quickly, then joined everyone in the main room where Rico was laid up.
"About time you joined us," said Striker.
Maverick tossed him the middle finger but checked out everyone who was present. Killjoy and Jesse were also there. "When did you all get here?"
Striker chuckled. "Ten minutes ago, but you were busy fucking, and I didn't want to interrupt you."
"Wise; that would have been a violation of the code," Maverick half-joked. It really was frowned upon to cockblock, especially when you were deep in holes.
