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of our guys were going to be at the meeting so we thought we’d hit them there and get our revenge.”
    “Then why didn’t you want Ray to come?”
    “Three bikers from out of town go missing and the local police aren’t too concerned. A private citizen, even a dirty one, goes missing and suddenly there’s a lot more heat. Anyway, when we showed up the three weren’t there. Instead it was twelve Reapers. There was some shooting and we barely got away. I knew they’d come looking for the accountant so I came to get you first.”
    “Someone double crossed you?”
    “I don’t know and I hate not knowing. Come on let’s get inside.”
    Inside, the vast space was half filled with crates and boxes. I didn’t want to know what an outlaw motorcycle club would store in a warehouse on the edge of town. Cain lit a few of the lights leaving the ones closer to the road dark. I took a seat on one of the crates feeling the rough wood dig into my thighs.
    “So now we wait?”
    Cain was pacing up and down the aisles making sure the other doors were secure. I could see the bulge of his gun beneath his leather jacket.
    “Now we wait.”
    “Cain, I need to know. Did you know that guy would do that?”
    He was staring out one of the few windows when I spoke. He turned back towards me slowly, his eyes were dark and unreadable. With a few long strides he closed the distance between us. I was still shocked at how much larger he was than me when he was so close. I could feel the heat radiating off his body and smell the aroma of soft, old leather.
    Gently he cupped my face in his hands. “I would never have sent you if I had known. Believe me. I knew he was a horn dog. That was part of the plan, but never that he was a rapist.”
    I let out a shaky breath slowly, sliding off the box and getting to my feet. Our bodies were pressed close together and I felt his uncertainty at my boldness.
    “I believe you.” I said running my fingers beneath the hem of his t-shirt and feeling the hardness of his muscles. His body was responding to my touch. I could see the bulge growing in his pants as my fingers danced over the sensitive skin.
    “Meg.” He said softly. His voice turning that one word into a warning, a plea and a threat.
    “I don’t understand it either but I know it’s what I want.”
    “Are you sure? You’ve just been through…” I put one finger over his lips to silence him.
    “I don’t want to talk. I want to fuck.” I twined my fingers into his soft hair and pulled him down so I could kiss him hungrily. My tongue delving into the heat of his mouth, my teeth worrying his lip. Let him know that I mean it.
    Maybe he was right, maybe it was the adrenaline. Maybe it was me acting out to reclaim my power after Ray. Maybe it was a delusional white knight on a roaring steed fantasy playing out. I didn’t care. The attraction I had felt for Cain had been instant and undeniable. I think I had known from the moment our eyes locked that this would happen one way or another. I just hadn’t expected to be the one leading the way.
    Cain kissed me back deeply. The weight of his body pushed me back against the crate and his hand cradled the back of my head. The hard weight of his cock pressed against my belly. It made me wet with need. I reached down and pulled his t-shirt up over his head desperate for more contact, to feel his skin against mine.
    His hands slid my blouse from my shoulders and with an expert flick of his fingers my bra strap unlatched and they both tumbled to the floor. My nipples were hot and hard already as they pressed against the smooth firmness of his chest.
    When my fingers began to fumble with the button of his jeans he pulled back and looked into my eyes searchingly.
    “Trust me.” I said. He nodded his head and raked down his zipper. His pants pooled around his ankles and his cock sprang free. It was long and wide, much larger than any man I had ever been with before. My heart quivered as I thought about