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just glad you are okay. I got so scared when you didn’t wake up. We all did.”
“Aw now, I’m tougher than that. Get up here and give me some love.” He pulled her beside him, biting his lip at the pain that shot through his body. She rested her head on the pillow beside his and fell asleep almost instantly. There was no way the girls could find out about what had really happened. He may not remember much, but the tiny fragments he did and the pain running through his dick, balls, and ass were enough to piece it together. From the feel of things, it wasn’t something he enjoyed. Never in his life had he ever imagined he would be the victim of date rape. And yet, here he was proving that it didn’t matter how big or small you were, if the prowlers had their eyes set on you, you wouldn’t see it coming. He snuggled down beside her and faded off to sleep, feeling the still lasting effects coursing through his body. Hopefully by morning he would be back to normal and could make some sense to all of the hallabaloo.
The men drove most of the day, doing a little field work of their own and finally got lucky. Nick, a bar owner at the edge of town , had seen the ass holes an hour before their drive by body dump. He identified them as Chester Dover and Hector Rodriguez. After a call to the Sheriff, he found that both were from the big city, and had been in and out of jail since their youth. It was time to give those two a ruling that would set them on the straight and narrow for good and not just a slap on the wrist. This country version of the A -T eam fit the job perfectly. “Let’s go hunting, boys.” Michael’s voice was low and gruff, representing the hardened cowboy he had always been. There was a thin line between revenge and justice, and he was willing to keep it blurred to get the job done. They had c o me across some solid leads, and had no doubt they would find what they were looking for in due time.
The team had finally made it to their destination and set up camp. Everyone had begun to go over all of the Intel they had gathered , trying to make sense of it all . Things seemed to be taking yet another unexpected turn. Vice had been ordered to her quarters to recuperate after denying medical assistance. Army protocol was to be seen in a hospital. Unfortunately, she had brought up the point that they didn’t follow that protocol. Juju was the most trained as a field medic. Everyone had taken the basic six -w eek course, but he had continued schooling to the equivalent of a nurse practitioner in the civilian world. It had taken all Dom had to allow him to strip her down and do an exam and him walking far enough away that he couldn’t explode on the poor kid. Juju was a good soldier, but the idea of his hands touching her and seeing her naked pissed him every which way the fuck off. As soon as they got back to the bas e, he was going to take the classes. Hell, he would become a damn doctor if it meant never having to go through this type of torture again. Even Mac had taken up beside her, refusing to leave. He stayed perched at her feet, taking it upon himself to be her personal body guard. The only time someone else was allowed to look was if he said so. This wasn’t it. Fuck. Things were already getting complicated and nothing had happened yet. Well, actually it had. Those motherfucker s had taken her. If they would have left her alone, he wouldn’t be forced to rush the subject and would have thought things out a little better on how to handle her.
The second Juju walked out, he barged in. She was still sitting in her bra and panties , but he didn’t care. In two steps, he marched over where she sat on the cot. “So? What did he say?” Her eyes widen ed at his tone. His fear had co me out sounding angry instead of the true desperation he felt.
Vice glared at him, easing her features some in understanding at the worried look spread across his features. She understood him. “He said I’ll be fine.
“Aw now, I’m tougher than that. Get up here and give me some love.” He pulled her beside him, biting his lip at the pain that shot through his body. She rested her head on the pillow beside his and fell asleep almost instantly. There was no way the girls could find out about what had really happened. He may not remember much, but the tiny fragments he did and the pain running through his dick, balls, and ass were enough to piece it together. From the feel of things, it wasn’t something he enjoyed. Never in his life had he ever imagined he would be the victim of date rape. And yet, here he was proving that it didn’t matter how big or small you were, if the prowlers had their eyes set on you, you wouldn’t see it coming. He snuggled down beside her and faded off to sleep, feeling the still lasting effects coursing through his body. Hopefully by morning he would be back to normal and could make some sense to all of the hallabaloo.
The men drove most of the day, doing a little field work of their own and finally got lucky. Nick, a bar owner at the edge of town , had seen the ass holes an hour before their drive by body dump. He identified them as Chester Dover and Hector Rodriguez. After a call to the Sheriff, he found that both were from the big city, and had been in and out of jail since their youth. It was time to give those two a ruling that would set them on the straight and narrow for good and not just a slap on the wrist. This country version of the A -T eam fit the job perfectly. “Let’s go hunting, boys.” Michael’s voice was low and gruff, representing the hardened cowboy he had always been. There was a thin line between revenge and justice, and he was willing to keep it blurred to get the job done. They had c o me across some solid leads, and had no doubt they would find what they were looking for in due time.
The team had finally made it to their destination and set up camp. Everyone had begun to go over all of the Intel they had gathered , trying to make sense of it all . Things seemed to be taking yet another unexpected turn. Vice had been ordered to her quarters to recuperate after denying medical assistance. Army protocol was to be seen in a hospital. Unfortunately, she had brought up the point that they didn’t follow that protocol. Juju was the most trained as a field medic. Everyone had taken the basic six -w eek course, but he had continued schooling to the equivalent of a nurse practitioner in the civilian world. It had taken all Dom had to allow him to strip her down and do an exam and him walking far enough away that he couldn’t explode on the poor kid. Juju was a good soldier, but the idea of his hands touching her and seeing her naked pissed him every which way the fuck off. As soon as they got back to the bas e, he was going to take the classes. Hell, he would become a damn doctor if it meant never having to go through this type of torture again. Even Mac had taken up beside her, refusing to leave. He stayed perched at her feet, taking it upon himself to be her personal body guard. The only time someone else was allowed to look was if he said so. This wasn’t it. Fuck. Things were already getting complicated and nothing had happened yet. Well, actually it had. Those motherfucker s had taken her. If they would have left her alone, he wouldn’t be forced to rush the subject and would have thought things out a little better on how to handle her.
The second Juju walked out, he barged in. She was still sitting in her bra and panties , but he didn’t care. In two steps, he marched over where she sat on the cot. “So? What did he say?” Her eyes widen ed at his tone. His fear had co me out sounding angry instead of the true desperation he felt.
Vice glared at him, easing her features some in understanding at the worried look spread across his features. She understood him. “He said I’ll be fine.
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