"Stop being such a big baby. It's not like you haven't seen me naked before," Danny pointed out.
"When you were a small child, Danny," Caine bit out, keeping his eyes averted. He focused on the small mattress, the thick corded wire that trailed across the room after her, his chain, his feet, the ceiling, anything so that he didn't have to see Danny.
Any other woman and he would have openly stared at her until he grew bored, but this was Danny, the little girl who used to manipulate him into braiding her hair. He knew that she'd grown into a beautiful desirable woman, but he couldn't seem to separate the little girl that she'd once been with the woman that she was now. Of course that's what landed his ass in this little problem, he thought with an inward groan.
"Any ideas?" she suddenly asked, almost drawing his attention back to her.
The warm steam helped fill the small room with her enticing scent, thickening it to the point where he could think of nothing else. His hands clenched into tight fists as his cock stirred against the soft material of his underwear. He inwardly screamed at his body to get the fuck back under control, but it wouldn't listen. His eyes burned as his fangs slid out and it took everything he had not to go to that shower and take what he wanted.
"Shut the shower off," he said out as he fought for control.
"What?" Danny asked, sounding distracted.
"Shut. The. Shower. Off," he bit out tightly.
"Not done."
In less than a second he in front of her, not caring that he was getting wet or that Danny was naked and glaring up at him. He moved forward, giving her no other choice but to back up the short distance against the wall. He placed his hands against the tile on either side of her head and leaned in.
"When I tell you to do something," he said, doing his best to ignore her mouth watering scent, "you do it. Do you understand me?"
Instead of agreeing, sobbing or begging for his mercy like any other sane female would do, Danny got into his face. She moved into him until her hard nipples brushed against his chest and he had to stop himself from hissing in pleasure.
It was her damn scent that was responsible for the way he was reacting to her. Without it he'd be able to keep his head around her. She was just another human, someone who shouldn't matter, but did and that was only because he still had a soft spot for the little girl that she once was. That would have to change and soon.
If he'd been able to push her away years ago and not care whether she'd lived or died then this never would have happened. It was his fault that she was here, why they were here. His sentimental feelings for this woman were used against him. They were a weakness, one he would correct starting now.
"No," she said firmly, her little glare never wavering as she looked up at him.
"No you don't understand or-"
"No, as in you don't control me, Caine. So back the hell off. If you want me to listen to you then you'd better come up with a plan real damn fast to get us out of here otherwise stay the hell out of my way," she said, not backing down one damn bit when he growled.
"Now if you don't mind I'd like to finish my shower."
"Then finish it," he said through clenched teeth as he reached out and shut off the hot water. Then with a simple flick of his hand he broke the hot water knob off so that he wouldn't have to endure having her scent shoved down his throat again.
"You son of a bitch," she said, looking pissed enough to ring his neck, but he didn't care. Let her hate him. It would make what he had to do so much easier.
"Enjoy your shower," he said, reaching out and turning the cold water on at full blast before he flashed away from her. He ignored her little surprised scream and focused his attention on the cooler.
He wiped the water off his face with his hand as he sat down in front of the cooler. His hands actually shook as he grabbed the first bag of blood. He was so fucking close to going back over to her and ripping her throat open.
Maybe he should do just that and put her out of her misery, he thought, but just as quickly shoved the thought away. He didn't want to take the chance of being stuck in here for years without blood and he sure as hell didn't want to deal with whatever annoying female they threw in here after her. For now he'd tolerate her, but from here on out she was completely on her own. He wouldn't allow her to be a weapon used against him.
"I hope you choke on it," she bit out as she stormed past him.
This was going to be so much fun, he thought dryly as he tore into the bag.
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