Page 49 of Nitro

“We work with them to create a plan. If possible, we try to get them out of their house while the abuser is at work. But man, we’ve had some unexpected shit go down.”

“Like what?”

“One time, we were moving a woman and her two kids out when her husband came home early from work. It was a total shit show. He had an unlicensed gun. Normally we check records, and we ask the person in trouble if there are guns in the house. His wife had no idea he owned one. He’d never registered it, so we didn’t know either.”

“Oh, no!” I put my hand over my mouth.

“He came in through the back door. They lived on a big property with huge cornfields. He spotted the bikes from the highway and knew something was up. Our lookouts didn’t see him because he circled around the back. One of our prospects was standing on the back porch. The husband shot him.”

“Did he die?”

“No. The guy lived. But he quit the club after that. I don’t blame him. This life isn’t for everyone.” He gives me an assessing look before continuing the story. “The husband got inside and managed to grab one of his kids. Put a gun to his son’s head.”

“That’s terrifying!”

“Scared the crap out of all of us, mostly because we weren’t expecting it.”

I lace my fingers through his and hold his hand. “How did you… I mean, was the kid…”

“The boy’s alive and well, living in another state with his mom and sister.”

“How’d you get him away from his dad?”

“Reaper. He’s better than any sniper on the planet. He was in the bedroom helping the wife pack. He heard the commotion and came to investigate. The thing about Reaper is that he moves like a ghost, and he’s very well acquainted with death.When I saw him out of the corner of my eye, I knew the perp was done. Reaper took the shot. Killed the guy. Got rid of the body.”

“You didn’t call the cops?”

“Fuck no. The guy is still listed as a missing person. The cops don’t always help. They try, but sometimes their hands are tied by the law. Other times, they’re just corrupt fuckers. After someone comes to us for help, we deal with the problem from start to finish. We do things cops can’t do. When the law fails to protect them, we step in.”

“Do you usually kill people?”

“Not unless they’re a threat. We don’t kill for the fun of it if that’s what you’re asking. It’s only out of necessity and because the fuckers deserve it.”

“Wow. Have you killed a lot of people?”

“Not nearly as many as Reaper, and none who didn’t deserve it.” He strokes a lock of hair off my cheek. “Does any of this scare you?”

“Which part?” I ask in a teasing tone.

“Any of it.”

“No. You’re good men. I know you and the others went through hell. You could have become drug addicts or violent criminals, but instead, you used what happened to you to fuel your mission. You never want people to suffer the way you did. I admire that so much.”

“We just want to help anyone who needs it.”

“You’re amazing.”

I kiss him softly, but he wants more. He pulls me on top of him and captures my mouth with his. He’s so warm and seductive. I don’t think he means to be. I get the sense he’s just looking for reassurance that I’m not afraid of him. So I give that to him, kissing him back until we’re both intoxicated by our desire for each other.

When he rolls me into my back and knees my thighs apart, I open for him. He surges into me, filling me with his huge cock. The extra sensation from that devilish little bar under his cock drives me crazy. It stretches me wider, making me gasp with brain-melting pleasure. I close my eyes and revel in the rush of total ecstasy.

“Look at me, kitten,” he whispers.

I open my eyes and gaze into his. They’re more steel than blue when he’s this aroused. I’m starting to notice the subtle changes in color. His moods can shift the hue from a bright sky-blue to dark and dangerous steel blue. I’m learning more about him, and bit by bit, I’m starting to fall for this man.

The realization is both terrifying and elating. I’ve never felt like this before. It’s a whole new experience, but I’m glad it’s with Nitro. I trust him completely. I think he feels the same way about me too. He wouldn’t have told me as much as he has if he didn’t think I could handle it. I can take everything he wants to give me, both in bed and outside of it. I don’t know where this is going, but I’m enjoying the journey. The destination doesn’t matter because as long as we’re together, I’ll ride with him to the ends of the earth.

His pace changes, snapping me out of my musings. His hips crush against mine, urging me closer to the edge of infinite bliss. I don’t want it to end, so I push him over and flip him onto his back. I straddle him, sliding his cock back inside me.

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