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Marc
I marched down the corridor.I was moving so quickly Colbie could barely keep up. I kept a tight grip on her arm.
I was fighting to keep a lock on my emotions.
She’d risked her pretty, little neck. I’d told her to move, but she’d damn near run headfirst into the fucking monsters.
Images of her hurt and bleeding and trapped in a damn cocoon kept running on repeat through my head.
“Marc.” She was out of breath, running to match my strides. “Slow down.”
“No.” I wanted her safe in the infirmary.
Or as safe as I could make her right now.
Finally, we reached the door. She slipped in sideways, then I followed and wrenched the door closed behind us.
I grabbed one of the metal medical bunks and dragged it across the floor. I jammed it in front of the door. Nothing was coming through easily.
Then I turned. Colbie was watching me warily.
“I told you to move.” My tone was low, lethal.
“I thought someone needed help, Marc.”
“I’m the fucking soldier.” I stabbed a finger at my chest. “I’m used to being out here with the monsters. This is my situation. If I were flying a Talon, I’d listen to you. Down here, fighting themonsters—” I stalked toward her “—you listen to me.” Her back hit the wall and my chest met hers. “Youdon’trisk your life.”
“I thought it was a person calling for help. I didn’t know that it was a monster.”
I pressed my palms to the wall either side of her head. “There was a big-ass monster close, and a threader… We had to leave.”
“Marc—”
My face was an inch from hers. “You put yourself at risk.” My voice was a low roar, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t deal with the idea of her hurt or dead.
Everything that had been boiling inside me since I’d heard that her Talon had gone down welled up.
“I’m okay,” she whispered.
“You got lucky. You can’t die, Colbie.”
“I’m fine. I’m okay.” She cupped my cheeks. “I’m right here.”
“You risked your life. You didn’t listen to me.” I gripped her jaw and tipped her head to the side.
I should back away, but I didn’t. I was driven by things that I’d tried not to feel for so long.
I lowered my mouth and scraped my teeth down her neck. She shivered and made a small sound.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered briefly.
“I don’t think you are. You take so many risks. So many damn risks.” I bit her neck. “I should give you a damn spanking.”
She sucked in a breath. I pulled back, and noted the heat in her cheeks and her parted lips.
Damn. She liked the idea.
My cock turned as hard as steel. All I could picture was my bare hand on her ass.
