“Cassie, get away from him,” Marc snapped, swearing when she agilely evaded his reach, trying to figure out if he could rush this guy and give Scott a chance to get to his gun by his clothes, where he was already inching toward.
Greg reached forward, grabbed Cassie, and pulled her in front of him. Putting the gun to her head, he gripped her breast with his free hand and squeezed.
Cassie bit her lip and Marc growled. He would take this bastard apart with his bare hands for causing her distress. With relief, he noticed Jack sneaking up behind Greg, his rifle cocked and ready.
“You’re awfully brave with a woman as a shield,” Marc taunted, stepping out of the tub, preparing to go for this guy as soon as he got the chance.
“Shut up, asshole. I ought to take you out for fucking her, but I need to get going. Come after us and I’ll put a bullet in both of you.”
“You’re not going anywhere. Drop it and let her go.” Jack poked the rifle into the guy’s back while using his free hand to remove the gun from his grip. As soon as he had it, Marc charged him, shoving Cassie toward Jack as he landed a hard blow to Greg’s stomach followed by a sharp uppercut to his jaw. It didn’t surprise him to see him drop and curl into a ball. The guy bullied only those weaker than him, like innocent subs who should have been able to trust him. Picturing Cassie tied, crying out her safeword in fear and pain and being ignored had him leaning down and lifting Greg’s head by his hair to deliver another solid blow to his not so pretty face. “That was for my sub.”
Scott moved fast to cuff him before scowling at Marc. “You had to go and deck him again, didn’t you?”
“If I hadn’t, you would have.”
“Exactly. You got all the fun.” Scott got dressed and hauled Greg off, leaving Cassie in Marc’s arms.
“I’ll leave you two alone,” Jack said with a wink at Cassie’s wide-eyed look.
“I owe you, Jack. Thanks.” Marc hugged her shaking body tighter when she turned her face into his shoulder and wept.
“No, you don’t,” he replied. “You forget, I know what she means to you.”
Gripping her upper arms, he moved her back just far enough to growl, “Want to tell me what the fuck you were trying to prove just now? I told you to stay back.”
Cocking her head, her simple answer all but floored him. “I knew you wouldn’t let anything happen to me.”
Closing his eyes against the proof of her trust shining on her open face, he hauled her against him, not even trying to disguise his shaken voice as he whispered, “Do you have any idea what you mean to me?”
“Maybe as much as you mean to me, Marc. I love you.”
“I’ve waited a long time to hear those words, darlin’. You might have to say them a lot to make up for lost time.”
Cassie beamed up at him. “I can do that.”
The End