Page 61 of Beg the Night

Another guy laughed. “Did they really lure you here by telling you you’d get to have sex?”

“Hey! It sounded much more convincing than that, okay!”

Laughter echoed off the dank walls and ceiling.

The noise drowned out the sound of my curtain being eased back.

My heart stuttered painfully as Sinner entered.

If I hadn’t been holding my breath, I would have screamed. But before I could force the air from my lungs, Sinner shut the curtain and stepped under the stream of hot water, one hand cuffing my neck and the other covering my mouth, stifling any scream I could have mustered.

“Scream and they’ll all come running, wanting a look. Stay quiet, be patient, and they’ll leave in a few minutes.” He said into my ear, his words barely audible over the falling water.

As the fear that gripped me when his big figure appeared finally dissipated and my body slumped, he removed his hand from my mouth. Instead of backing up, he splayed both hands on the wall behind me, caging me in.

“You have a serious problem with showers! And privacy!” I crossed my arms over my chest and squeezed my thighs together. Did he not have any respect for boundaries? Any class? I was completely naked!

Water beaded off his thick blond hair and rolled down his bare chest. He was shirtless—of course—his sculpted torso larger than life this close.

He bowed his head, water clinging to his lashes, and slid his attention down, down?—

A laugh rumbled out of one of the other guys. He made a joke about the Ministry, then another man asked Sinner a question.

His eyes continued to wander my naked body.

For the first time since my visitors arrived, the room was silent save for the water pounding against the stone floor.

I shoved him lightly in the chest. “Answer them!” I mouthed.

As if pulling himself out of a fucking trance, Sinner blinked. “Of course.” He cleared his throat. “Why else would I be here?”

His words echoed through my bones. He was a quiet man, he really was, but when he spoke, he commanded the whole room.

Shower curtains and all.

I didn’t take my eyes off him. Not like there was anywhere to look, really. Aside from the very small space between us and his bare chest, it was just us.

“Two days and you’re out of here,” one of them said. “Are you really going through with this?”

Sinner brought one hand to my bare waist, letting his fingers brush the skin there.

I sucked in a breath. Damn my body for reacting this way.Get a grip, Athena.He was just waiting until the shower was over and then leaving.

He only acted like this because he was a possessive asshole. He’d committed to claim with me. That meant he didn’t want to share. Nothing personal.

“Yeah, I guess I am,” he answered as he zeroed in on the apex of my thighs.

In response, my muscles clenched tighter. Dammit.

He knew exactly what I had been thinking about before they entered. I was sure.

Because it’s what he’d been thinking about, too. I could see it in the way he drank me in. I could feel it in the tiny tug below my belly button.

When he grasped my wrists, I didn’t resist. Nor did I when he pulled them away from my chest.

I was at his mercy, and I didn’t bother to fight him. I was a damn fool.

I waited for him to laugh or make a crude joke and leave. He did hate me, after all. It would be on-brand. But he did neither of those things.

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