Page 16 of Guarded By Atlas

The way she fits against my body is like she was made for me. A puzzle coming together, and fuck if that doesn’t send an ache spreading through my chest. “I want you,” I grind out, tugging up the sweatshirt before fastening my mouth on her left breast. She moans, her back arching as I kiss the soft skin, rolling my tongue over her beaded nipple and getting drunk on the taste of her.

“Atlas… Oh, God,” she cries out when I graze the sensitive skin with my teeth, soothing the sting with my tongue before shifting my attention to the other. Her hips roll over my erection, rocking needily as I tease her tits. “Touch me, please.”

I don’t need to ask what she means as I slide my hand into the sleep pants and between her legs, groaning when I find her slick with arousal. Her mouth parts with a gasp when I slide mymiddle finger into her wetness, a growl climbing up my throat when her sex pulses hard around it. “You’re so fucking sexy,” I say, pushing up to take her lips with mine, groaning at the taste of her. She rocks her hips forward, riding my finger and kissing me back with feral need.

“Oh, God,” she cries out into the kiss, rolling her hips faster and faster I can feel her teeter close to an orgasm. “Oh…Atlas.”

“Come for me, sweetheart.”

I bite her lower lip, and she cries out in pleasure as her sex cinches hard around my finger, releasing and contracting as she sobs, rolling her hips over mine and riding the wave. I kiss her through it, swallowing her pleasured whimpers before pulling out. My cock is aching in my sweats, begging for reprieve, and I’m about to carry her to the bedroom to finish what we started when a knock sounds on the door.

“Fuck!” I consider ignoring it and carrying my woman to bed instead, but that’s not how things work here. No one in the clubhouse comes to my door just to invite me for a cigarette. “I’ll go see what they want,” I say, brushing my lips over her temple before putting her down as I climb to my feet. “You better be in bed naked and ready for me when I get back.”

I smack her butt as she staggers toward the bedroom, making sure to tug my T-shirt over my hardon before walking to the door. Standing on the other side of the door is Kyle, a club prospect. He is one of the youngest in the MC, but well on his way to becoming a fully patched member. Now, however, I want to rage at the dark-haired kid for interrupting the moment between Marie and me. “What is it, Kyle?” I ask impatiently.

“Oh, uh…Prez sent me to get you. He’s been trying to call you, but couldn’t reach you.”

I immediately go on alert at his words. “Is anything the matter?”

“They found the men.”

“What men?”

“You know, those Vipers that wanted to kidnap Scarlett. Saint and a couple others are getting ready to head out and—”

“Tell them I’ll be right down,” I say firmly, boiling with blood lust. This is admittedly the only thing that could pull me away from Marie right now. I promised to protect her, and the best way to do so right now is by eliminating the men who’d hurt her, who still terrorize her in her nightmares. “Thank you, Kyle. I’m right behind you.”

He nods and turns to leave just as I shut the door. I walk to the bedroom to change out of the sweatpants and see her lying on the bed naked just as I’d asked, and Jesus Christ, she looks like an angel. Every inch of her is perfection, and for a hot second, I consider staying. My cock, which had begun softening from the interruption hardens to full mast as I stare at the golden angel lying in my bed. Her tits are flushed and nipples pink, contrasting her milky skin, and her thighs slightly parted in invitation to a heaven I have tasted but still thirst for. And those eyes, Christ, those soft blue eyes are locked on mine in invitation it would take a saint to resist.

Fuck!

I’m not feeling very saintly right now. And for a shameless moment, I question if I have time to climb into bed and give in to my baser needs, but just as quickly as the lust floods in, the memory of her tied up on that dirty floor with terrified eyes overtakes it.

Those fuckers need to pay. I need to keep my promise, and only then can I touch her. Only then can she trust my vow to protect her to my last breath.

She sits up, tilting her head to the side when she notices me simply standing there. “You have to go,” she says, tugging the sheet over her nude body to cover herself, and I mourn the loss, even as I silently thank her for allowing me reprieve. “Is that why they came looking for you?”

“Yeah, they need me to deal with something,” I say, unwilling to disclose where I am going and leave her worried or disappoint her if we fail to catch the men. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she says with a smile. “I’ll be waiting here for you when you get back.” The words make my gut clench as she reaches for the sweatshirt and slides it on. “I guess I’ll just have to settle for cuddling Rusty until you get back.”

She laughs when my eyes flare like she knew they would, and she settles down to watch me change. I don’t miss the lust that flashes in her eyes when I strip, her eyes running hungrily over my body, and once again, I’m tempted to stay. She doesn’t comment when I grab my Glock and secure it before grabbing my leather jacket and sliding it on. “I’ll try to not be gone long,” I promise her, walking toward the bed. I slide my hand to her nape before slamming my mouth down on hers with a hard kiss. “You are mine, remember that.”

And as such, I’m going to wipe out all threats to her life.

My blood is boiling for action when I finally make it to Saint’s office to find few other MC brothers already in the room, most of whom are club officers. “Good, you’re here,” Saint says, waving me in. “With the help of Scarlett and Gray, we identified one of the men caught in the surveillance footage kidnapping Marie. Ransom was able to hack into his phone, and we’vebeen tracking him. We finally found out where the fuckers have been holed up.” He looks around the room, meeting everyone’s hard eyes before carrying on. “Tonight, we are going wipe out what’s left of the Chrome Vipers, get rid of them once and for all. Trigger has worked out a plan of attack for us,” he finishes, gesturing to the club’s weapons expert, a former Marine sniper.

We disperse once Ransom tells us the location and Trigger has filled us in on the plan. I nearly groaned when I realized that they’re at an abandoned motel just outside the city. Gray did some surveillance, but wasn’t able get close enough to narrow down their location to room numbers, only that they seem to be congregated in the center of the single-story building. I’m just grateful the motel is abandoned so there is less chance of eyewitnesses or collateral deaths in the event this devolves into a gun fight.

There is a quiet rage simmering in the air around us as everyone heads for their bikes. The rumble of engines fills the underground parking garage as we tear out of the lot and into the streets. The thought of finally putting an end to all this has me gripping the handlebars tightly, knuckles turning white.

This time a week ago, I was riding this same road to find a woman I had no idea would come to mean everything to me, and now, I want the blood of the people who took her. Especially the fucker who had a knife pressed against her throat. Despite the hood, I saw his face for a split second, and it’s ingrained in my head.

I want him dead!

We pass the apartment building several minutes later, and I tune out memories of Marie tied and helpless in that fucking closet.

After another ten minutes, I skid to a halt outside the motel, tires screeching against the asphalt. The others have stopped in different spots as we form a defensive arc at the edge of the narrow parking lot where overgrown hedges and brush provide us some cover. The motel is a small, run-down structure that’s clearly been out of use for years. It’s growing dark now, and there’s no one around this desolate area beyond the city limits. It’s clear why the Vipers chose this place to hole up. But that decision will also be their undoing. I kill the engine and swing off my bike, the cold air hitting my face when I take off my helmet. I scan our surroundings even as I draw out my gun.

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