Guts & Glory: Mercy (In the Shadows Security Book 1)
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Jesus fuck. Normally, this shit would get him rock hard. Right now, he wanted to fucking puke.
“Who the fuck are you?”
“A figment of your imagination. Just pretend I’m not here.” Taking two steps into the room, he wrapped his arm around the waist of the redhead and yanked her from the woman on the bottom, tossing her onto Slash.
The biker grunted, and the redhead squealed as she landed on him.
Before the blonde-haired one could react, he had her up and thrown over his shoulder. He didn’t give a shit if she was naked or not.
He didn’t even care if she just got robbed of a fucking orgasm. She wasn’t laying in that bed or staying in that house one more second.
“Hey!” came the very intoxicated complaint.
“Shut the fuck up,” he barked. Making sure he had a good grip on her, he turned on his heels and strode toward the door.
“Hey! Where... where... you takin’ me?”
He tightened his jaw so he wouldn’t snap the fuck out on her and headed down the dark hallway.
“My clothes!”
He didn’t give a shit about her clothes. She should have thought about them before she took them off.
“Hey! Can’t do this!”
The fuck he couldn’t.
He was only following orders. Because he certainly wasn’t there because he wanted to be.
Fuck no.
And this was the last fucking time he was doing one of these details for Diesel. The very last fucking time.
As soon as he could find a safe place to pull off, he did so. He checked the rearview mirror one more time to make sure none of those Demons were following them. Though that wasn’t much of a worry, since apparently Kelsea was Slash’s “slit” and no MC he knew of took care of their women like the Dirty Angels.
He was also sure the Deadly Demons wouldn’t give their right nut for Kelsea.
Which was once again why he had a naked woman passed out in his passenger seat. He wanted to pull her out and take a fire hose to her to clean off all the filth from that house, Slash and whoever that other skank was who was fingering her and shoving a tongue down her throat. That shit had turned his stomach.
Not because he didn’t like a little girl-on-girl action, what heterosexual man didn’t? He just hadn’t wanted to witness it with the pain-in-the-ass sitting next to him.
Princess Pain-in-the-Ass was pressed against the passenger side window, her long hair covering her face, and the only thing holding her upright was seatbelt which was cutting in between her naked tits. Luckily, he’d had the aftermarket 3-point seatbelt installed when Jag Jamison restored his Scout, otherwise she’d be lying in a pile on the floorboard.
His nostrils flared with annoyance. “You awake?”
He didn’t miss the slight movement. She was fucking awake.
“No,” came the slurred answer.
A muscle popped in his jaw as he shoved his shifter into neutral and set the e-brake. They were on a quiet, dark back road somewhere between West Virginia and Kentucky. Since they had about a four-hour drive to their destination, her remaining naked the whole way just wasn’t going to work for him.
So, he needed to do something about that little problem. Plus, he wasn’t sure if Slash’s DNA was leaking all over his seat.
If so, that shit would put him over the edge.
While his boss sent him to “save” his cousin, if she was taking Slash’s dick without a condom, Diesel might have to save Kelsea from Ryder. And worse, he’d have to burn his passenger seat, which would be a sin since he’d paid a pretty penny to have it reupholstered.
With a curse, he pulled the keys from the ignition. Shame he didn’t trust her not to take off with his vehicle and leave him stranded on the side of the road by a lonely stretch of woods. Then he shoved open his door and slammed it shut once more after unfolding his ass from his Scout.
He hated taking his anger out on his baby, but he either did that or on the woman he wanted to strangle. Though calling Kelsea a “woman” was a stretch since she’d been acting like a petulant child for the past year or so.
He knew why, but right now he didn’t give a shit. It was getting old and she was pushing away the people who loved her.
He dug around in the back of his truck until he found his survival kit and located aspirin and a silver emergency blanket. He also grabbed a large bottle of water from his supply he kept in the back.
Once he had everything he needed, he went around to the passenger side door, yanked it open and unhooked her seatbelt, letting her tumble out of the truck into the grass of the pull-off.
“Hey!” she yelped as she landed in a naked heap.
He tossed the blanket at her. “Wrap this around you and make sure you keep it so that your cunt isn’t in direct contact with my seat.”
She slowly rolled herself over and sort of sat up. “Why you worried about that old thing?”
That old thing?
“That old thing is worth a lot more than you right now, darlin’. No fuckin’ joke. Wrap that blanket around you before a tick bites your snatch and get your ass back in my truck. Or I’ll leave you here for a coyote’s breakfast.”
He wasn’t sure if it was the threat of a tick or a coyote that got her moving, but she finally did.
When she struggled to get the thin mylar blanket around her, he lost his patience and helped her, doing his best not to touch her. He was done touching her. It was bad enough when he had to carry her naked ass out of that hell hole and toss her into his truck.
Until she showered in Lysol or bleach, he wasn’t taking any further risks. He wasn’t getting hazard pay for this job.
In fact, his ass might get fired with what he had planned. Once they got to the cabin, he’d call Diesel and tell him the details. Until then, he was putting a few hundred miles between him and D’s massive fists.
“Get in the truck,” he muttered once she got to her feet.
Watching her wobble back and forth a couple times made him realize she wouldn’t be able to get her ass in his truck under her own power.
Fuck.
Holding his breath so he didn’t have to inhale her stink, he bent at the knees and picked her up before planting her now covered ass back in the passenger seat. He latched the seatbelt back around her, then tossed the bottle of water in her lap and held out his hand with three aspirins.
“Take these, drink that and shut the fuck up for the next few hours.”
Before she could respond, he slammed the door shut and jogged around the front of his Scout and climbed back in.
He waited until she downed the aspirins and chugged a good amount of water before turning the key and coaxing his baby into first gear.
Within five minutes, her head was back resting against the passenger-side window and she was asleep.
With a sigh, he found a country station and turned that shit up until he could no longer hear her godawful snoring. He might as well be in an underground den with a hibernating Grizzly as loud as she was.
For fuck’s sake, he wished he was back dodging IEDs and taking out suicide bombers in Afghanistan instead of dealing with Kelsea Dougherty.
Fuck my life.
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Acknowledgments
Thanks to Alexandra Swab for coming up with Parris’s occupation of sex therapist. ALSO, I have to thank her for her assistance with Mercy’s blurb. Most authors hate writing short descriptions of their books and I'm no exception!
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