It was not that Samantha couldn't be convinced to spill the beans in bed. Rider had that pressing thought that she would talk if he was convincing enough.
Oh, no, the problem was another one: he couldn't think of anything else while doing her. His brain couldn't process a single piece of information with her body too close, so he needed a way to be able to talk without losing it because of lust.
Eating seemed like a good idea.
Even if he didn't get anything useful out of the conversation, they would communicate. He could try finding out about her, something other than her famous reputation as a reckless and infallible manager. He already knew enough about her close relationship with the Norwich pack's Alpha.
He knew too much for his taste. It was rather unclear why those two could get along, but he didn't like that a man other than himself was allowed to be so close to her.
Still, he couldn't help it. They were close family, after all.