Shattered (Furies Book 2)
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Then she felt his cock push against her virgin hole. “Oh, it stings,” she cried.
“Just a second, baby,” he whispered and pushed past her tight rim. Slowly and gently, he finally filled her ass. It felt so good to have both of her openings filled and stretched.
He pulled back until his head was just inside her rim and he pushed back in quickly. She grunted her pleasure and then she screamed when he reached under her and turned on the vibrator again. Over and over, he slammed into her back entrance as the vibrator hummed against her clit. Holding onto her hips as he pushed into her, it only took her moments before she was ready to come. She warned him a few seconds before her pussy clenched on the toy and her ass began to tighten around him.
Ridge couldn’t hold back, pounded into her a few strokes, and then came as well. Panting, she collapsed onto the bed and Ridge pulled the dildo from her and went into the bathroom. He returned with a warm washcloth and cleaned her up. She smiled at him tiredly and smiled wider when he pulled the covers over her. She watched as he went and cleaned up, then returned and settled in the bed next to her.
“You are going to kill me,” he said.
Kasey loved the feel of his hard body next to her, snuggled into his neck again, and drifted off to sleep.
Epilogue
Torch sat in the office while Fling was talking on the phone. His President had called him a few minutes ago. His arm was still hurting like a bitch. The bullet had gone through, and even though he wasn’t supposed to be riding for a few weeks, Torch was ready to get on the bike and take off. They had a week, and he just needed to take off by himself. Seeing Boomer and Ridge both finding their old ladies was awesome, but it made him think too much. About the one who he had left behind.
When he joined the service Torch had a woman, she had promised to wait for him, and then she had disappeared. He had looked everywhere for her, but it was like she disappeared into thin air. Her friends, her co-workers, everyone he asked said she had been there one day and gone the next. No one knew where she had gone, she had not left a note, and all of her stuff had been in their apartment.
He had been frantic, but no matter who he had hired to find her, she had not been found. So he was left with the knowledge she had left him for a reason, and she wasn’t coming back. He had thrown himself into his job, left on mission after mission, always volunteering to stay and let the men with families go home. On his last deployment, things had gone to shit. There was nothing he could have done, but still half of his unit had died in an ambush. They had sent the rest home, saying they needed counseling. It was bullshit, they had wanted to hide them from the media who learned of the huge loss.
Torch had gotten out, he had taken off with a pat on the back, and a Bronze Star. The road led him here, and he had finally found solace in being a part of a unit again. But there was still that thought in the back of his head all the time when he saw a fiery redhead walking down the street. Was it her?
Fling hung up the phone and he said, “Sorry, brother, I know you had plans but I have a bit of a situation here.”
“Okay?” Torch said slowly and then Fling leaned forward and took out a file and put it on the desk in front of him.
“Do you know her?” he asked and Torch opened up the file and looked down. He frowned and picked up the picture and he stared at the woman. It was her, but it wasn’t. The woman had black hair, and it was a lot longer than hers had been. Shit, Anya, it couldn’t be.
“Who is this?” he whispered and then Fling sighed.
“I was hoping you could tell me. We had a request specifically for you,” Fling said and then continued, “You know that hacker the government was looking for, the one in Nepal?”
Torch nodded, not taking his eyes off the photo. “Well she apparently was put into protective custody five years ago. She had reported to the First Shirt on an Air Force Base that she had seen one of the men on the base stealing weapons from the armory. Apparently he had been selling them to a terrorist group, she was able to identify the man who stole them as well as the men he sold them to.”
Torch looked up at him and frowned, “What base?”
Fling sighed and then said, “Lackland Air Force Base.”
“You know?” Torch said and Fling nodded.
“Yeah.”
“Where is she?” Torch snapped.
“Right now, they don’t know. Which is where you come in. The government needs you to find her and fast. The hacker is going to release her name and her whereabouts soon. She apparently was notified of the possibility when he stole all of the information and she took off. They have been trying to find her but she apparently has crossed the border into Canada.”
Torch stood up and said, “Send the rest to my phone, I’m leaving right now.”
“Wait!” Fling said and Torch stopped and turned around.
“What?”
“Fuck,” Fling said and ran a hand down his head. “There is more.”
“Tell me.”
“Loki is going with you, there is more than just Anya,” Fling said and he frowned.
“She married?”
“No,” Fling said. “Fuck, kills me to say this man, but she has a little girl. She is four and a half.”
Max ‘Torch’ Merlin stared at his President and then nodded and turned. “Tell Loki if he is not ready in a half an hour, he can catch me later.”
Books by Harley McRide
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Sharing Freedom
Bringing Harmony
Shady
Hell Froze Over
Tasered
Lady Riders
Rain Falls
Treats Aren’t Always Sweet
Broken Wings
Baby Bear
Furies
Inferno
Shattered
Costa Nostra
Capo Ricco
KO Ink
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Vengeance
Pierced & Inked
Brawn & Brazen
Cuffed & Briefed
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Smoked and Smitten – Coming Soon
Standalones
Fight for Them
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Harley grew up in Iowa, moving from place to place with her single mother until she was twelve. She now calls the Mountain West her home. The small town she resides in, with the population just over 10,000, makes it perfect for her and her husband to hit the open road when the mood arises.
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