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your knees ready to give me much
better sucking. Rule number two.”
    She stood. “And what’s that?”
    “You know but you won’t say, hard-head American tough girl.
You like when I lick your finger, makes your nipples hard. But is weakness, krahsniy .
Desire makes you weak. Rule Number Two, show no weakness.”
    “Then you’re losing strength by the second,” she said dryly,
glancing at the bulge in his crotch.
    He smiled wolfishly. “You, not me. It makes me only
stronger. Let me out of these chains and I will show you the lie of that until
you are raw and screaming.”
    Water, she had to have water. She filled a glass in the
kitchen, dug a tablet out of her bag and returned to her victim, who by now was
less pale and had seemed to have regained a little strength.
    “Ask me your questions. ‘How hard are you gonna fuck me,
Alexi?’”
    She tipped the water into his mouth and slipped in the pill.
    “Don’t be an asshole. It’s an antibiotic. And I’d be happy
to shoot you in the other leg just to shut you up.”
    “‘You want me to worship your cock with my mouth, Alexi?’”
he teased. “Do it and I answer one question.”
    At this, she laughed. “I’ll get my answers the old-fashioned
way. Maybe trading sex for secrets is how they do it in Chechnya, but not in my
country.”
    He raised his eyebrows as coolly as if they were in the
middle of a cocktail-party conversation. “Is true? My little red bird trades
her moans for nothing at all last night. Better to let me take care of your wet
pussy, and you make boss happy. Everybody wins.”
    “Or better yet, I shoot you in the dick and score a victory
for The US of Fucking A.” She sounded full of bravado, but inwardly, Coco was
perturbed. So he had witnessed her red-hot four-way then gone out to pick up
some slut to satisfy him. What would she have done if he’d stripped off, shoved
the men out of the way and taken over while she was naked, wet and panting?
Opened her legs for him? Let him run his tongue over her nipple, slide his cock
between her breasts, fuck her in the mouth?
    You’re thinking crazy thoughts, Coco. It’s the exhaustion
kicking in, and it’s hot in here, or cold, or something. She shivered. The
pill she’d given him was an OSO special blend—half antibiotic, half hypnotic.
He would be asleep within the hour.
    And, dammit, she hadn’t been thinking. She’d strapped him to
the wall as a means of immobilizing him as fast as possible, but she couldn’t
risk his passing out and going limp in the shackles, cutting off circulation,
getting gangrene or sepsis or god knows what. If she killed him now through inattentiveness,
she’d be out of a job, just a scarred single girl who was handy with weapons
but in possession of not one marketable skill in the sunlit world. Her place
was in shadow, and keeping this hunk of deadly muscle alive was the means to
maintaining that place.
    Keeping him alive and getting information.
    She checked her phone—finally Rod’s questions had come
through, as well as various queries about maps, roadblocks, headquarters,
arsenals, staff and structure. Basically, Western Oops wanted to know everything
there was to know about the most powerful separatist force in Chechnya. Piece
of cake.
    Once again Alexi’s head hung forward and he began to sag in
his restraints. Gingerly Coco moved toward the iron circlets, clicking them
open and then swiftly recuffing his wrists in a pair of handcuffs. There was a
bad moment when he began to pitch toward her, but she recovered quickly and
shoved him upright again. He still had some tensile strength but seemed foggy
and out of it. Good. He would know something was being done to him but not be
strong enough to fight her.
    She bent down to unlatch the second leg restraint and a
powerful blow caught her in the belly. He’d used his wounded leg to knee her
hard. She fell backward onto the floor with a thump. In one swift motion he
brought his cuffed hands around the back