The Beta's Missing Mate (Book 16 Of The Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 39

Aidan held up her vibrator, looking it over, and then his gaze moved to her.

She felt like her face was on fire. Of all the things he could pull out, why did it have to be that? She'd rather he pulled out her underwear. "Give that back!" she demanded as she glared at him and reached for it.

He held it up out of her reach. "Why?" he asked calmly, though she could see the amusement in his eyes.

"Because unless you intend to shove it up your own ass, you have no use for it," she yelled at him, furious that he wanted to tease her about it. She wasn't in the mood for this. He was holding her prisoner and now he wanted to tease her about her battery operated boyfriend? The asshole.

He busted out laughing. "You're funny, Ana." Then his hot gaze traveled over her body and his eyes flashed. "I can think of much better things to do with this. And you."

Her mouth dropped open at what he was insinuating. She desperately wanted to ask him what he was thinking but she didn't dare. "You're out of your mind."

His lips curved into a smile as he crossed over to her and stopped inches away. "And you're horny." He leaned in close to her ear. "But then so am I." His lips brushed against it, sending a shiver down her spine and making wet heat pool between her thighs. "Tell me what you're visualizing when you're using it."

Her cheeks turned bright red. How was she supposed to tell the man who was holding her prisoner that it was him she was visualizing when she used her vibrator? That she'd named the damn thing after him because he invaded her every waking thought and fucked her every night in her sleep. There was no way she was sharing any of that with him. She saw the knowing look on his face and realized he already knew that she thought about him. The arrogant asshole. She wanted to sink into the floor and die of embarrassment. "I'm not telling you anything." She'd rather rot in a dark prison cell, being fed sludge, than tell him she was obsessed with him. Because that's what it was. An obsession. She was so messed up.

He smirked at her but moved back over to the bed and  dropped the vibrator on it before he continued looking through her bag. He pulled out a blue lace thong and held it up. "My favorite color." His gaze darted to her and she wondered if he was visualizing her in it. He wouldn't, would he?

She swallowed. He would and she really wanted him to. As much as she wanted to be pissed at him, she couldn't be. She'd been so horny since she'd laid eyes on him. He could stick around and do whatever he was thinking of to her. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him to. She wanted him so desperately.

She stared at his tatted arms, and remembered how good it had felt to be held in them, how sweet he'd been after the sex. How he'd held her and kissed her forehead like he was her boyfriend. How different would things have been if she hadn't left the hotel before he'd woken up?

But she didn't think he'd remember all of that. Or the fact that he'd asked her to stay so he could talk to her the next morning. And tell her what? That this has been nice, but he lived in Pennsylvania and couldn't get involved with her? That she was sweet but he wasn't interested in anything else. She'd left so that he couldn't hurt her, and then she'd somehow walked back into his life, and the first thing he'd done was hurt her.

Aidan finally closed her bag and turned back to her. "This is where you're staying. There's a bathroom over there. If you need anything, just ask."

She stared at him for a long moment as she realized something. Malachi had said that she was Aidan's problem. "Is this your apartment?" she asked him.

"Yes."

"So, you're not going to put me in an actual prison cell?" That was a relief. At least here she'd be comfortable.

He lifted a brow at her. "Do you want to be put in a cell?"

"No." Was he insane?

"Didn't think so. But Ana, you'll stay in here, and when I leave, you'll come with me. If you leave this apartment without me, I will punish you." He crossed his tatted arms over his muscled chest again, drawing her gaze to them. He was so incredibly hot, and everything he did made her want him.

She was so messed up. But she'd heard what he said. "Punish me?" she whispered.

"Yes." He stared at her as though he was daring her to try him. Part of her wanted to just to see what he did.

Her gaze darted up to his face, and she wondered what she could get away with. "Can I have my phone?"

"Nope."

She sighed in exasperation. Of course not. She wondered how many questions Aidan would answer. "Is he really going to make me disappear?"

"Who?" His brow furrowed, which she also found incredibly sexy. She highly doubted he could do much of anything that she wouldn't find sexy.

"Malachi Remington," she said. She had a feeling he was Xavier's brother, even though he said he wasn't, which might explain why he was so pissy with her. She couldn't exactly blame him.

"You pulled a gun on him, Ana," Aidan reminded her, taking a step closer to her.

Her body immediately reacted to his closeness. Would he have sex with her if she offered? Maybe she was suffering from Stockholm Syndrome. "He said he could snap my pretty little neck, and when I said something about it, he said he could make me disappear and that there would be no record of me anywhere." It was sort of a scary thought.

Aidan studied her for a long moment, sending a shiver of desire down her spine. She wished he would put his hands on her body. "Yeah, he could. Very easily. So keep that in mind if you want to misbehave. Get settled. Dinner is at six. I have a meeting." He turned and walked out of the room, closing her door behind him.

Ana watched him go and breathed a small sigh of relief when he was gone, her body finally relaxing now that he wasn't close to it. Part of her didn't want him to go though. She wanted to ask him to come back, to touch her and kiss her.

Aidan was a fantastic kisser, and she'd visualized him kissing her so many times. She wanted to see him naked to, to see if he'd added any more ink to his body. To see if it really was as perfect as she remembered. To feel him inside of her again. To have him look at her with lust in his eyes like he had at the bar that night. When he'd told her what he wanted to do to her. She wondered if he remembered that. Probably not.

Ana sighed softly. She needed to keep in mind that Aidan probably did this all of the time. He probably bedded a different woman every night or every other night or something. He probably just barely remembered her. He most definitely wouldn't remember every detail of their night together like she did. Every explosive moment when he'd made her feel like the most important person to him. He'd probably slept with so many women since then. She needed to keep telling herself that, as much as she hated it. She had no right to feel jealous. Aidan wasn't hers.

This whole entire day was so unbelievable. Though the highlight of it was Aidan, even though it hadn't gone the way she would have liked. Being in his presence again and having him touch her had affected her in a way she wasn't expecting. She wanted him. If he wanted sex with her, she'd have a hard time saying no. She was well aware of that fact.

But at the same time, she really couldn't stay here indefinitely. She had an apartment and a job. She had family and friends. Someone was bound to notice that she was missing. And if she could escape this place, she was going to. She was just pissed that he still had her phone, and her gun.

Ana walked around the bed and poked her head into the bathroom. It was a decent size. She opened up another door and looked at the small walk-in closet. This place really wasn't bad at all. She still couldn't believe that she was being held prisoner in Aidan's apartment. This whole thing was so surreal.

She grabbed her bag and put it in the closet. She wasn't unpacking it. If he really thought she was going to stay put, then he was crazy. She wasn't staying here, tempting as it was. Tempting as he was. And he was incredibly tempting. He could punish her, and she'd take it.