Way Out of Control by Tatiana Caldwell Read Free Book Online Page B

followed the doctor to the door. He hesitated within the doorway for a moment, took a deep breath and examined the area outside of his cell. With slow, careful movements he stepped out of the room and followed Celise’s lead. His lips tightened and he clutched his fists, focusing on keeping his temper at bay as they passed the two male scientists who wore openly worried expressions.
    Ignore them. Don’t even look at them. Keep moving. You just got out of your cage, don’t give them any reason to put you back in there already. Move it!
    It wasn’t logical to put all the blame on them, and Jaxon knew it. No one forced him to be a part of this experiment. No one coaxed him into taking the Titan formula. He was a broken man looking for a miracle cure, anxious to get back to keeping crime off the street. He’d volunteered to try the drug, to become a “super soldier”—a cop unlike any other, and he got what he had coming.
    So it was silly for him to harbor so much ill-will towards Sri and Victor. His brain knew it. But the way they looked at him with fear in their eyes, as if they had the right to be afraid when they were not the ones who’d been turned into an angry, ugly thing, made Jaxon feel a level of fury he knew was beyond logic.
    He held his breath until they completely passed through the lab and were traversing the hall, leaving the men and his cell many yards behind.
    Letting his attention fall on Celise’s backside, he felt his burning anger subside and then slowly shift into something else—something still hot and dangerous, but less volatile. The sway of those wide, good-for-baby-bearing hips of hers drew attention to the round, soft bevel of ass that was leading him down the hall. That ass sat above thick thighs and shapely legs that even her long dress couldn’t completely hide. He took a hand and adjusted his cock so that his erection could continue to grow in his pants with less discomfort. She glanced over her shoulder to eye him, a soft smile playing on her lips, hardening him even more. But she obviously hadn’t noticed his protruding crotch area, for her expression had been sweetly innocent.
    It threw him a bit, how calmly she was handling all of this. He examined their surroundings, noted the barred windows, was aware of the locked doors. She was walking alone in this building with a monster behind her, with no immediate chance for an escape, and she was as content as if everything were sunshine and rainbows. “You’re not as afraid of me as you should be.”
    “Well, you’re not exactly a stranger, Jaxon. We’ve known each other for a few months now. What’s there to be afraid of?”
    He grunted. “I’m not exactly myself, case you haven’t noticed.”
    “You’re still you, though. And I don’t feel threatened by you.”
    But she should. She would, if she knew the things he thought about doing to her, and the way he thought about doing them. Hard. Rough. Wild. With or without her consent. He licked his lips and turned his head away as they continued walking. “I’m not sure who I am anymore, to tell you the truth. Not while I’m like this. I need to be my old self again; otherwise, I’m worse off now than I was before.”
    Celise stopped, and so did he. Sighing, she crossed her arms as she faced him. “Honestly, Jaxon? There’s not really much to fix, physically. Sure, the formula was faulty, and it may need to be tweaked for a slower transformation in future applications. But otherwise you’re perfectly healthy. The formula did everything to you that it should.”
    “But what I’m feeling—I’m not myself.”
    “I know,” she said. There was a long moment of silence before she spoke again. “Why did you answer the ad and volunteer to help with this experiment? Isn’t that what you wanted, to become someone a little different than who you were?”
    Jaxon felt the tension rising in his chest at the hidden accusation of her question, but he tamped it down. “No, I