I walked into the house as calm as I could. I knew I had to keep a tight reign on myself lest the situation get out of hand, but fuck if she wasn't pushing all my limits today. "You were going to leave me?" I found her in the bedroom pacing, mad as hell."Cord told you?" She was mad at that, at the thought of my brother betraying her, how then could she not see that her running out on me was a kind of betrayal in itself? "No he didn't, I saw you." She deflated at that and looked anywhere but at me. "Come here to me." She had the good sense to do as I said and came to stand in front of me. I didn't say anything else to her, just grabbed her top between my fists and tore it down the middle before tossing the scraps aside. I ripped the skirt from around her waist in much the same way before pulling my own shirt over my head and kicking off my jeans. "Since I can't beat you because you're still getting over your attack, I'm gonna do the next best thing. If you ev
Oh my word, that's all I had, all I could come up with. I wasn't sure the next day if to hide or strut. Well I couldn't strut, I was too sore for that, but, well.... I now see what the girls were talking about when it comes to their men. One good thing came of it I guess, other than Ty proclaiming his love, trying his best to impregnate me and gifting me with a necklace that looked just like the other's. Baby Zak seemed to forgive me for stealing her Unca Ty. The next morning when we met the others at Zak's and Vanessa's for breakfast, she gave him a lecture or her version of one and reached out for me instead. He looked hurt and mumbled something under his breath about fucking females before Zak told him to suck it up. Her defection didn't last long however since he spent the whole of breakfast trying to win back her charms, which caused his brothers to tease him unmercifully. He didn't seem to care though as long as his baby Zak gave him one of her sweet smile
It was dark as fuck and all I had to go by was the rough map Davie had drawn up. But we've traversed worse places with less so I wasn't worried. I'd left my woman knocked the fuck out in bed, she wasn't stirring until noon the earliest, I made sure of it. Sex is the best damn sleep-aid if you ask me. There was no one around except for the two men patrolling the front of the grounds. I guess they weren't expecting anyone to come through the woods back here. There was a faint light that came from one of the side lamps but other than that the place was in total darkness. I took out the sonar equipment I had brought along. This one was smaller than the prototype because we had worked on it ourselves and tinkered with shit until it could do ten times what it was first made to do. We could probably sell this shit to the government and make a mint, but we weren't interested in anyone knowing about the little toys we've been building since our retirement.
About half an hour in my skin started to ice and I felt the blood all but stop in my veins. This couldn't be right, but there it was in black and white. A million thoughts ran through my head as I tried to make sense of what I was looking at. How, when and why were foremost, but this shit was too close for comfort, and I knew our lives were about to change again. Fuck! "Guys we've got a problem." I waited for each of them to stop what they were doing and give me their attention, we were gonna need to be one hundred percent on this. "That deal with the desert fox and the thing that's going on in our backyard are connected." "What the fuck are you talking about?" Zak was out of his seat and reaching for the papers in my hand with the others not far behind. "Whatever he's running it's tied into this place." I had to get up and walk that shit off. This shit had just changed the playing field and made everything we had done or even thought thus far null and
This damn female is gonna make me crazy, but then again, what's new there? She's the only one of her kind to have ever gotten under my skin, and shit didn't look like it had changed much in the two years or so since I'd last seen her. I slammed out of the house and left before she made me lose my fucking mind again. She'd only been here a short while, and already she had me ready to turn her over my damn knee. Now wasn't a good time either, since my brothers and I were dealing with some bullshit in the small town that we now called home. Shit had just taken a more serious turn, and we needed all our concentration on that. Not on annoying ass females who didn't know to quit while they were ahead. I was so pissed at her, I forgot all about my brother Logan's call. The fact that the others were standing around out there meant it was something big too. Oh well, too late; I was already halfway to the cottage where the three assholes we'd caught earlier were awaiting judgment. The l
I'd warned her once, but I guess she lost sight of that shit when my brothers sent out the call. Too fucking bad for her. I'd given her her freedom once; no fucking way I was doing that dumb shit again. That shit had almost destroyed me. I'd gone into a downward spiral that had taken all my brothers' strength combined to bring me back from the brink. It had taken some time before I realized that I was on a suicide mission, taking unnecessary risks. It was only because those risks could've hurt my brothers as well that I had harnessed myself. It was hard as fuck living without her. After only having her for a short time, it felt like I was missing the best part of me. I faced death every day, but nothing hurt as much as the loss of her. I was on the brink of madness more than once, questioned my sanity and my reason for living like never before. All the shit I'd thought was soft in others, I found myself falling into, and then out of that confusion bred hate. I waffled
I reached out and touched her because I couldn't help myself, and the next words I said to her pretty much sealed our fate. "No one will ever have you again but me." I never dreamed that she might be innocent, but I knew for damn sure somebody would die if anyone else ever came near her again. She was the first woman I'd nicknamed in my life and the only one to have tied my guts in knots. I fell fast and fell hard that day. And in the weeks that followed, after I'd taken her cherry three days after we met, we'd been inseparable. Well, as much as that was possible while on an Op. I spent my days watching her back more than my own, with a ball of worry in the pit of my gut. And at night, I spent what hours we had left 'til morning light buried inside her-trying to exorcise the worry and fear I had for her between her thighs. I'd been like a dog in heat back then; we both were. And though I tried to shield her from the lascivious jests of the other men, it was no
When Lo had said the women were on the run, and I knew that she was with them, all the old fears came flooding back-then seeing her in hand to hand with that asshole I'd wanted to tear him from limb to limb after I got her out of there. By the time we got to the hospital, I was coming down from the rush, but there was something brewing in me. She'd slept in the other room the night before, but when I dragged her off when we got back to the compound, I knew that was dead. I'd lit into her as soon as the door was closed, and she'd fought back-big mistake. She'll never understand my need to protect. In her mind, she was a soldier, a fighter; to me, she was my woman, soft, gentle, to be cherished. It was the same old argument. This time, I cut that shit short. I pushed her back against the door and just tore her pants off before fighting with my own. I didn't even take the time to prepare her; it had been too long. Just one swipe of my finger between her folds, my