Imprisoned Match [Ménage.com 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth Page A

she’d be able to say no. Seeing him sitting against her pillows was an open invitation that she really needed to decline. It was in everyone’s best interest. “I’m attracted to both you and Mitch, but it can’t turn into anything more than what we’ve already done. Wait. Where is Mitch?”
    “He needed to run by the garage. We flipped a coin, and it’s my turn to watch you.”
    “Watch me?” Why did she suddenly feel as if she was losing control, not only of this conversation but of this last crucial mission she’d undertaken?
    “We’ve decided that whatever you’re involved with, you’re in over your head. You are wanted by the ATF, yet when you show up in town, they don’t arrest you. In fact, according to Cooper and Brody, they’ve gone out of their way to make sure you are given free reign. It makes us wonder if you haven’t switched teams. Did you finally realize that whatever you were doing was going to land your pretty ass in jail?”
    She watched as Elliott lifted a knee and draped his arm over it, reminding her of one of those GQ covers that always had the women drooling. The Elliott she’d come to know was back, the casual smirk on his face and the sparkle in his eye. The sheet barely covered his midsection though. It was a distracting vision and she wondered if women were ever driven insane over sexual frustration, because that’s what this had to be. She’d gone too long without sex, and now after this first taste of it, especially at the hands of two men, nothing else seemed to matter.
    “We’ve been over this. What I’m doing doesn’t concern you. It also doesn’t concern Cooper or Brody Jackson, who seem to have supplied you with classified information. They apparently don’t know their place,” Anna said, wishing they were standing in front of her so that she could reprimand them. “Let me put this to you a little more clearly. You’re going to get me killed if you don’t leave this alone.”
    Anna hadn’t realized how he would take that statement, thinking more along the lines of that he would actually leave to protect her. Instead, his eyes darkened past her favorite molasses shade and into something more sinister. His fingers curled into fists. His jaw tightened and his muscle became apparent as his lips compressed. She’d have expected this reaction from Mitch but not the easygoing Elliott that everyone around this town loved.
    “Elliott—”
    “Who is threatening you, and what are you involved with?” Elliott stood from the bed. His body was like that of a marble statue. Anna swallowed, not sure why she was finding his intimidating presence so arousing.
    “It’s not—”
    “If we have to keep you locked up in this room for your protection, then that’s what we’ll do. But you are not parading around town, working in a diner for anyone to get at you, if you feel that your life is threatened.”
    By the time he was finished talking, Elliott was standing in front of her. She hadn’t found her robe or anything else to put on. She didn’t need to look down to know her nipples were hard and pointed straight at him, as if begging him to touch them. She could feel her juices start to leak from her pussy and the blood start rushing to her clit. Her mind was screaming at her to get rid of him, but her body was telling her something else.
    “Why?” Anna whispered, looking up at him. She could see in his eyes that he understood what she was asking. Why was it so important to him to find out who she really was?
    Elliott slowly shook his head. The anger and frustration gradually left his features, leaving a tenderness behind. Her Elliott was back. His hand came up and brushed away a few strands of hair from her face. “I don’t know. Trust me, I wish I did. But there’s something about you that just won’t let us walk away.”
    His mouth claimed hers before she could respond to that. She wasn’t sure she could reply, because that would give meaning to his words. He