Dangerous Boys and Their Toy by Shayla Black

Author:Shayla Black
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Book/Menage
ISBN: 9781419958502
Published: 2008-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Thorn charged out the front door, .38 in hand, looking both poised and pissed as hell. Didn’t matter that he was without both shirt and shoes, his tangled hair hanging in pale strands to his shoulders. In leather pants and nothing else, he looked like a Viking warrior of old, big and bad and someone no one sane fucked with. That he was charging out half dressed… Didn’t that speak volumes about what he wasn’t willing to say out loud?

Of course, Cam was right behind him, weapon drawn, heart beating in a vicious pound. What had spooked Brenna? Was someone shooting at her, at their woman?

No time now to examine why he felt that way. Cam knew there’d be time later, after they put a stop to whatever threatened her, to think about the fact that, while this had been the first time he and Thorn had shared her, it wouldn’t be the last.

Running, his booted feet pounded concrete until he cleared the front courtyard. Tall strands of yucca plants blocked the slice of street visible from this angle.

Finally, he rounded the corner to the street, a half step behind Thorn.

“Fuck!” the bounty hunter growled.

Then he feinted left, planted and aimed his gun.

Cameron didn’t even wait to see the threat before he got in position. As he was steadying his weapon, he finally got a glimpse of the scene—and could barely contain his rage.

A tricked-out sports car had been slung haphazardly in the cottage’s driveway. A thug in a white tank top that hung loosely from his doubtless drug-addicted frame chased Brenna in a circle around the vehicle. As she neared the driver’s side window, another asshole rolled down the window and pointed a gun right at her chest. The second she saw it, she gasped and slapped a trembling hand over her mouth.

“Oh God. No! I’ll give you money…”

“No more warnings. Shut up, bitch, and get in the car,” growled the voice from the auto’s interior.

No one was taking Brenna anywhere.

Usually one to keep the peace, Cam welcomed the sudden feeling of wanting to cram their balls down their throats as he read them their rights.

The car door opened, and a figure emerged, his gun still trained on her. He was a short man, bald and unfamiliar. But with the look of leather and the 70s porn-star moustache, he had to be one of Julio Marco’s lackeys.

Brenna backed away with her hands up, and the goon with the dirty wife-beater 67

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shirt grabbed her shoulders roughly. Beside Cam, Thorn tensed.

“Don’t fire,” he hissed at the bounty hunter.

“Bullshit! I won’t let them take—”

“I’ll do it. Sneak around to the side yard and back me up.” After hesitating, Thorn took off to get in place. Within moments, the bounty hunter crouched behind a huge bird of paradise plant some ten yards away and nodded.

Taking a deep breath, Cam focused on the criminals, and did his best to block Brenna’s terrified cries of “no, please” out of his head as she dug in her heels while they dragged her closer to the open car door.

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