“Let me go,” she screams, and I try to figure out how to extricate her from her brother’s hold without hurting her.
That’s when I pull my gun. It cocks, and everyone freezes.
“Get your hands off my wife. I don’t care if you’re her brother. I’ll maim you.”
He lets go of her right away, and she rushes to me. I pull her into the arm that isn’t holding my gun. My men close in behind me, and the Handmaidens circle around us, but Thad stands there, staring me down.
“How can she be your wife? You just saved her. Or did you lie about that? It doesn’t matter. She doesn’t know what she wants. She’s been traumatized for so long.”
Stormy stands straight and positions her body in front of mine. “Excuse me. Excuse the fuck out of me. I don’t know what I want? Bullshit. Atlas is my husband. We got married a couple of days ago. He wanted to tell you, but I was the one who thought you couldn’t handle it. Boy, was I right. He’s been there for me. He’s helped me. He came for me when I needed him.” She’s defending me.
“He didn’t come for you. We sent him. He had no clue who you were before you disappeared.”
“Now wait—” I say, but Stormy holds up her hand.
“The day I was kidnapped, he took a bullet trying to stop them from taking me. He knew who I was. Atlas told me the moment he saw me, he knew I was meant to be his. That’s why he’s worked so hard to find me. When he did, I ran because I was scared. Trust is hard for me.”
“Stormy, you don’t understand.” Thad moves toward us.
I lower my gun to my side.
Riddler pulls on her husband’s arm. “Thad, baby, let’s take this to the office. I knew something was going on. I should have warned you, but you were being stubborn.” Riddler tries to hold him back.
“What do you mean you knew?” He looks down at his wife.
“I saw them at the airport. You did too. You just ignored it. Come on. He cares for her, and obviously she cares for him.”
“No. I love him,” Stormy says. “I love Atlas, and he loves me. It’s not just caring when you’ve been through what I have. You grab onto love and hold on tight. That’s what I’m doing. I doubted him at first, but I’ll never do that again.”
“On that note, I haven’t held my wife since the airport. I’m taking her out of here. We can talk about this tomorrow.”
Thad wants to fight me, but I holster my gun and throw my wife over my shoulder. I storm out of the clubhouse and across the highway to my own clubhouse.
When I finally set her down, we’re in my room. I look her up and down, taking in her sexy, long dress, with slits up the sides to above her knees. I’ve never seen her brown cowboy boots before, but I’m liking them on her. I push the heavy winter jacket off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
“Wife, you have thirty seconds to get naked, or I’m going to rip the fuck out of the dress to get to you.”
I chuckle as she laughs and immediately unzips the front of her dress. She lets it slide down her body and steps out of her boots. She’s before me in a bra and her thong.
I pick her up, and she wraps herself around me, her hands going into my hair and holding my head as I take her lips in a deep kiss.
“Fuck me good, husband. I missed you.”
“Damn straight.”
I drop her onto the mattress and strip out of my clothes. Once I’m naked, I crawl up the bed and rip the thong from her body. She cries out as my lips wrap around her clit, and her hands dig into my hair again. With my hands under her ass, I lift her up as an offering and eat her out. I’m starved for her taste. I lick and suck her until she screams and comes on my beard and face. Using the back of my hand, I wipe off the excess and flip her over, then tug her ass into the air.
“Don’t ever doubt me, baby. You’re mine, and no other woman will ever take your spot.”
I slide into her tightness. She throws back her head, and I grab a fistful of hair and fuck into her, long and deep. She’s still spasming from her orgasm. Between the ripples and missing her, I won’t last long.
Reaching around Stormy’s body, I play with her clit until she tightens again and screams my name. I push deep and come hard inside her.
When she starts to fall to the bed, I flip her around to face me and bury my still hard cock back inside her body.
“I’m serious, baby. I don’t regret marrying you, ever. I only ever want you.”
“I want you too. I’ll never regret getting married to you either. I just saw that girl on your lap and freaked out.”
