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Task Force Three and the Irish Jewel [The Men of Five-O #3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) by Dixie Lynn Dwyer
Authors: Dixie Lynn Dwyer
Tags: Romance
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some back roads. The lights from cars on the highway could still be seen from a distance, but receded the further into darkness they took her. They were traveling through heavily wooded areas, and her confidence about getting to her apartment lessened. She wasn’t sure she could handle an escape through wilderness, but she had to give it a shot. She couldn’t stick around these men and wait for them to claim her or do whatever it was wolves did. She instantly thought about the others and where they might be. Hopefully they got away from her attackers back in the city. She wanted to kick herself for even giving a shit. She wasn’t going to just trust them because they were “special,” as Walt had described. How could she, when it seemed that the only people she could trust were herself, Brennan, and Walt. She had been on her own and had survived on her own. It was time to take back control of her life.
* * * *
Kyle parked the SUV in the garage all the while keeping an eye on Ava. She was jumpy and kept looking around as if planning an escape. He conveyed his suspicions to his brother Sean, who just shook his head.
The moment they got out of the truck, they thought Ava would book, but instead she began to try and wake up Willy.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Just leave him asleep and we’ll carry him in,” Sean told her. Then he leaned into the backseat and hoisted Willy up and over his shoulder.
The second Ava emerged from the backseat, Kyle noticed her bruised and swollen cheekbone. He felt his wolf stir in anger that his mate was hurt.
“What’s wrong? What?” Ava asked, stepping back, causing her rear to hit the side of the SUV.
“You’re hurt. They hit you,” Kyle stated.
“Door please!” Sean yelled, and Kyle turned away to take a moment to open the door from the garage to the house. The sound of sneakers hitting the pavement was his first indication that their mate took off running again.
“Pat and Mick are out there,” Sean said just as they heard Ava scream.
Kyle shook his head and laughed as his brothers informed him through their link that they had Ava and were headed back inside.
* * * *
Ava saw the others appear from the front of the house, so she did the only thing she could think of and ran like hell. They were on her like white on rice in a matter of seconds. Someone grabbed at her shirt to stop her. She swung her arms and screamed while she threw right and left fists into whatever part of them she could. As a strong, thick arm came around her waist and hoisted her off the ground, she slammed her head back into one of them. She panicked as flashbacks of when Fenly and his men chased her down invaded her mind. She was so exhausted she actually thought that she was running from Fenly’s men.
“You are going to hurt yourself, Ava. Stop fighting,” Pat yelled. She threw all her weight to one side, causing the one that held her to lose his balance. She saw Pat’s disapproving expression as she hit the ground.
“Release me, damn it! Let me go right now, you hooligan!” Ava screamed as Mick straddled her waist and held her wrists above her head. In her attempt to wiggle free her shirt raised higher and she could feel Mick’s hard, thick erection against her mound.
Damn, these men were a horny bunch. They were much larger than her, and she had the feeling that Mick was using little strength to restrain her.
Mick leaned down closer to her face, causing his erection to push firmer against the zipper of her jeans. Her insides immediately warmed up, and she found herself shifting ever so slightly to rub against him.
“Listen to your body, Ava. It knows where you belong,” Mick whispered then looked her over, staring at her lips, her neck and breasts as if he wanted to kiss every part of her, and damn, did she want it, too. His dark eyes held her gaze in a silent understanding that what he said was true and she could not deny it.
He leaned a little closer,
* * * *
Kyle parked the SUV in the garage all the while keeping an eye on Ava. She was jumpy and kept looking around as if planning an escape. He conveyed his suspicions to his brother Sean, who just shook his head.
The moment they got out of the truck, they thought Ava would book, but instead she began to try and wake up Willy.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Just leave him asleep and we’ll carry him in,” Sean told her. Then he leaned into the backseat and hoisted Willy up and over his shoulder.
The second Ava emerged from the backseat, Kyle noticed her bruised and swollen cheekbone. He felt his wolf stir in anger that his mate was hurt.
“What’s wrong? What?” Ava asked, stepping back, causing her rear to hit the side of the SUV.
“You’re hurt. They hit you,” Kyle stated.
“Door please!” Sean yelled, and Kyle turned away to take a moment to open the door from the garage to the house. The sound of sneakers hitting the pavement was his first indication that their mate took off running again.
“Pat and Mick are out there,” Sean said just as they heard Ava scream.
Kyle shook his head and laughed as his brothers informed him through their link that they had Ava and were headed back inside.
* * * *
Ava saw the others appear from the front of the house, so she did the only thing she could think of and ran like hell. They were on her like white on rice in a matter of seconds. Someone grabbed at her shirt to stop her. She swung her arms and screamed while she threw right and left fists into whatever part of them she could. As a strong, thick arm came around her waist and hoisted her off the ground, she slammed her head back into one of them. She panicked as flashbacks of when Fenly and his men chased her down invaded her mind. She was so exhausted she actually thought that she was running from Fenly’s men.
“You are going to hurt yourself, Ava. Stop fighting,” Pat yelled. She threw all her weight to one side, causing the one that held her to lose his balance. She saw Pat’s disapproving expression as she hit the ground.
“Release me, damn it! Let me go right now, you hooligan!” Ava screamed as Mick straddled her waist and held her wrists above her head. In her attempt to wiggle free her shirt raised higher and she could feel Mick’s hard, thick erection against her mound.
Damn, these men were a horny bunch. They were much larger than her, and she had the feeling that Mick was using little strength to restrain her.
Mick leaned down closer to her face, causing his erection to push firmer against the zipper of her jeans. Her insides immediately warmed up, and she found herself shifting ever so slightly to rub against him.
“Listen to your body, Ava. It knows where you belong,” Mick whispered then looked her over, staring at her lips, her neck and breasts as if he wanted to kiss every part of her, and damn, did she want it, too. His dark eyes held her gaze in a silent understanding that what he said was true and she could not deny it.
He leaned a little closer,
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