Atlas (Iron Tzars MC #4) Read Online Marteeka Karland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Iron Tzars MC Series by Marteeka Karland
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Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
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“What the fuck?” Atlas jerked in surprise, his eyes filled with hunger and shock. “Goddamned fuckin’ little witch!” He looked like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to throw me off him or roll us over and fuck me hard, fast, and brutally. He yelled, the veins standing out on his neck as he held himself still buried deep inside me.

“Atlas!”

“Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!”

I screamed again. My hands flew to his ass, griping and digging my nails into his flesh. “Fuck me,” I gasped. “Please, Atlas… Please…” My pleas were whispered, even though he’d told me not to say anything, not to make a sound unless I was coming. It was asking for trouble, but I could no more have stopped the words than I could have stopped breathing.

“Goddamn. Motherfuck!”

Atlas shuddered once. Twice. Then he started riding me hard and fast. A teeth-clattering ride. His thrusts scraped over my clit in a frantic rhythm and, with the knowledge that Atlas was inside me, the fullness of him pulsing and throbbing, I came with one final scream. Atlas bellowed, sounding like he was charging into battle. I felt his cum emptying into me as his cock pulsed angrily.

“Fuckin’ little witch…” His words were harsh, but his tone soft. Like he was dazed. Confused. He shuddered once more, grinding himself against me so that he was as deep as he could go, and held himself there. A satisfied growl rumbled deliciously in his chest, vibrating against me where we were mashed together. “What the fuck have you done?” Instead of taking out his anger on me, Atlas nuzzled my neck, kissing and sucking lightly before finding my lips again. The tenderness in his kiss nearly made tears come to my eyes. It felt like praise for my body’s acceptance of his, but that was ludicrous. He was probably still in a state of shock.

When he pulled back to look at me, there was a hard determination in his gaze. He didn’t say anything right away, but stroked damp hair away from my forehead. Then he shook his head, his lips turning up in a kind of dismay. “Fuckin’ little witch…” It seemed like he was stuck on that phrase to describe me. The way he said it, though, made me think that maybe he wasn’t angry with me. I wasn’t sure.

I nodded, afraid to say anything. Not only because we might be bugged, but because I had no idea what Atlas was thinking. Saying something might push him over the edge.

He sighed, then pushed himself up, taking me with him. Urging me to keep my legs wrapped around him, he carried me to the bathroom and set me on my feet before shutting the door and locking it.

For long moments, Atlas stood at the door before groaning softly and leaning his head against the plywood. “I’m a dead man.”

Again, I was afraid to say anything. I knew what I’d done. Atlas had every right to be furious at me, and I couldn’t defend myself. What could I say? “Sorry” didn’t seem to cut it. I’d taken what he hadn’t offered. Something he hadn’t been prepared to give me.

I backed away from him, putting my back against the wall, my hands behind me. When he turned around, I expected to see anger. Maybe even betrayal. Hadn’t I basically just… raped him? The man was close to three times my size. He was big and strong and could have easily shoved away from me if he’d wanted to. Right?

“Don’t look at me like you’re afraid I’m gonna hurt you.” Atlas shook his head, closing his eyes briefly. “You good?”

I nodded. Was I? I’d just had the most fantastic sex I’d ever dreamed of -- the stuff of fantasies. I was good, but I was ashamed. Ducking my head, I sighed softly.

“Come here, baby.” Atlas took my arm and tugged me to him. His arms came around me tightly, a secure hold that seemed to completely enclose me. “It’ll be all right. You’re good. I’m here, and I’m not lettin’ anything happen to you.”

Surprised, I looked up at him. “Why are you worried about me? I… I forced you to…” I spoke softly, aware that even though the bathroom seemed to be the one place Atlas felt comfortable talking, I still had to be careful.

“You did it because you’re scared. You’re living in the moment in case you don’t have many more. I get it. I feel it too. Your daddy’ll be here soon, and we can get the fuck outta here. Then everything will be all right.”

“Not without the other girls. And unless we can take care of the Swede, or whoever he is. I don’t want to leave anyone behind, and I don’t want all the time you’ve spent here to be in vain. We’re going to save everyone we can who would be affected by him, and then he’s gonna die.”


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