Protect Me: Protectors at Heart Read Online Free Page A

point.
    “Come on, we’re going to the office where Heath and Cam are working on this,” Mac said.
    “Wait, just wait a minute.” Krista stayed in her chair, needing a moment to think.
    This was moving beyond protecting her from a stalker to a world she didn’t understand. Was she putting Mac and his men in danger? And the cost! With paying his guys their salary, he would certainly be out thousands of dollars.
    She would run again and hide before the situation got even more out of hand.
    “Mac, I need to go. I can’t let you spend all this money on my problem. I’ll find a place to hide and wait for it to all blow over.”
----
    S he was still in denial , thinking this was just a man stalking her. Mac had a bad taste in his mouth, things weren’t adding up. He knew things were about to go south.
    He stood and opened the French doors, waiting on her decision. One way or another he’d get her into that office, either on her own two feet or over his shoulder. He’d let her keep her illusions, until the moment he took over. She wouldn’t be running again, he vowed. She was a pawn in someone else’s game, and they didn’t have a clue as to what the rules were.
    “You gonna move or do I carry you?” Mac asked her politely.
    “But Mac, it would be best if…”
    “Okay, carry you it is.” He ignored her protest and had her in a fireman’s hold before she could blink.
    Her growl made him want to laugh, but he held back. She was already in a fighting mood. Slapping her ass didn’t help matters, but he couldn’t resist.
    “Be still Krista, I don’t want to drop you.” He wouldn’t, but she settled down, at least for a moment.
    “This is ridiculous. Put me down!” She was yelling at the top of her lungs.
    Ignoring her fury, he strode down a well-worn path, finally stopping at the metal building where he had his offices. Instead of opening the door, he slid his palm under the edge of her shorts. Palming her cheek, his spread his fingers far enough to slide between her crack and reach her pussy.
    He heard her gulp but she stopped squirming, which was his goal. She tried clenching her butt cheeks to keep him out but he was relentless. Sliding his fingers over her clit, he slid back and forth before plunging two fingers in her cunt.
    The stretchy material of her shorts made his work easier, and thongs were a gift to men everywhere. Pushing the fabric aside with his other hand, he pumped and slid, pumped and slid, making sure to give her clit a stroke with each slide.
    He had her coming in under a minute, with her biting into his shoulder to suppress her moans.
    She lay like a limp noodle over his shoulder, wiped out but panting heavily. His job was done. He pulled her shorts back into place and opened the door.
    Heath and Cam were staring with blank faces as he came through the door. Heath was at his computer, with Cam sitting on the other side of the desk. He knew they were holding their tongues as to not embarrass Krista, so he gave a small nod to each of them before setting her on her feet.
    Pulling out a chair, he guided her into it. “I’ll be back in a moment.”

Chapter 4
    S he watched , dazed as he went into another room and she heard water running. Oh, he must be washing his hands. She felt a warm rush of blood heat her cheeks and looked up at the two men sitting at the desk, expecting to see identical smirks.
    They were moving papers around from one stack to the other, but not making a dent in the huge mess. They probably had no idea she’d just been finger fucked right outside the door.
    She jumped when the bathroom door opened and Mac spoke. “Conference room.”
    Heath and Cam both stood up and passed Mac in the hallway. She wasn’t sure if she was supposed to join them or not. When Mac didn’t move but instead stood staring at her, she figured that order had included her. Wiping her sweaty palms on her shorts, she passed him to join the other two men at the long table and chose a seat on the