“Astrid,” Cairo murmured, walking through the library, “I know you’re in here.”
My eyes widened as the footsteps became louder until they stopped right in front of me.
Shit!
“If you’re going to hide, there’s an underground passageway that leads out into the garden out back,” Cairo said, his voice so close, as if he was squatting down right in front of the cabinet that I was hidden inside of.“You have five minutes before I tell them where you are.”
He was bluffing.There was no way he knew I was in here.
Another moment of silence passed, and then he walked away.“Time starts now.”
When I heard the door close, I slammed the cabinet door open and hurried out of the library.I didn’t knowwherethis underground passageway was, but I had to find a different place to hide.
Somewhere.Anywhere.
I slipped into a dark hallway, opposite of where Arch and Cairo had come from, letting the door click shut behind me.The air here was dustier, much different from the sleek interior in the rest of the house.
My breath caught in my throat.To my left, I stared out of the massive floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the gardens.I had to be close to the underground passageway, right?Adrenaline rushed through me, and I turned another corner.
I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to?—
Before I could think, I slammed into someone’s hard chest.
Strong hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me against them.
“I caught you, Hellcat,” Rush murmured into my ear.“Looks like you’re all mine.”
CHAPTERSEVENTY-FOUR
ASTRID
Warmth explodedthrough my body at Rush’s touch.
I hadn’t heard him coming—but of course I hadn’t—because Rush didn’t make noise.No, he silently watched, stalked, and pounced whenever he felt it was the most convenient for him.And finding me alone?It was the perfect scenario for him to take me.
Any way that he wanted.
With his hands around my waist, he tugged me into a dark room that I hadn’t noticed before.I gasped softly, my heart pounding from the chaseandfrom being caught, not just by anyone, but by him.
He drew his hands slowly around my body, up my chest, around my neck, and to my lips, letting his fingers drag across them.My nipples were taut and aching against the front of my top, and I pressed my thighs together.
“You’re mine, Hellcat,” he murmured into my ear, sliding his hand up my inner thigh and forcing me to spread my legs.He cupped my pussy and slipped two fingers between my lips, finding my clit.“All mine.”
“Yes,” I said in a breathy whisper.
God, he barely has to touch me, and I am already a puddle!
“You like being chased?”he asked, drawing his fingers agonizingly slow across my clit.Back and forth.And back and forth.Making my pussy clench, desperate, aching for him.“Like beinghunted?”
“I love it.”
After releasing a breathless chuckle, he continued to tease my clit with his fingers.I spread my trembling legs, desperate for more.I needed him to touch me, to fill me.I knew that he only did it on his terms, but God, I couldn’t handle much more.
“Please,” I whimpered.
“Please what?”
“Please … tell me what you’re going to do with me now that you’ve caught me.I … I?—”
