Free Caught By Two Doms (Club El Diablo (Angel's Doms Book 2)) by Holly S. Roberts Page A

inside.
    She wasn’t prepared, and it hurt. She inhaled sharply, loosened her muscles, and accepted every inch of his length. She cried out against the sheets and gave herself up to his power, submitting to his needs, and letting him control her body. He groaned with release and gave a last forward plunge. The pain was sweeter than any she’d ever known.
    She loved that he claimed her in the long yards of satin.
    Eventually, he helped her remove the gown, caressing each inch of flesh revealed. Zach was her husband, her Dominant, and her world. Only their unsteady breaths filled the silence and thoughts of Master floated through her mind. She fought tears though she managed to fall asleep with a soft smile on her lips.

 
    Chapter Fourteen
     
    Zachary
    The low buzz of the phone by the bed woke Zach. It was the house’s central alarm that was programmed to his cell phone. It meant the perimeter of their home had been breached. Zach opened the nightstand drawer and removed his Glock .45. Even in the dark room his hands knew the gun; he tested its weight and relished its familiarity.
    Quickly he slipped on his slacks, placed his hand over Angel’s mouth, and nudged her. He could see the whites of her eyes in the dark. “Follow me to the safe room. Stay close.”
    She knew the drill and didn’t reach for clothing, just followed a foot behind him with her hand on his hip so both his arms were free. They took the back stairs and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Marguerite waiting at the bottom.
    The safe room lay hidden behind a solid wood bookcase and had been built by Monroe and Stephens. It wasn’t in the original floor plans and only five people knew of its existence. The outer shell and door were bulletproof, and inside were clothes, supplies, and a charged cell phone that would let them notify the police if needed.
    “Only come out if Stephens or I tell you it’s safe. If one of us isn’t back here in thirty minutes, notify the police and stay put until they arrive.”
    He kissed Angel briefly on the lips then released her and waited until the door closed and the lock engaged. He pressed the button that freed the bookcase and moved it back into place.
    Zach knew something was seriously wrong because he hadn’t heard from Stephens. The older man was their first line of defense and he took his job seriously. Zach also knew if Stephens was alive and unable to contact him, Stephens would stay out of the house so he wouldn’t accidently get shot by Zach. The sound of breaking glass drew Zach to the front rooms. The noise came from the studio. Zach heard another sound from the opposite direction and immediately knew there was more than one intruder. He turned at a noise behind him and ducked just in time to keep a fist from smashing his face. The heavy blow glanced off his shoulder, causing him to drop the gun. Zach landed a palm strike to the side of his attacker’s head. The man gave a low grunt, but didn’t go down. Zach couldn’t avoid the kick directly to his bad knee, which immediately crumpled beneath him. He managed to grab the man, taking him to the floor.
    A gun exploded. Zach expected to feel the impact, but didn’t. He rolled, keeping his attacker in front of him and lurched up and away. He caught the man in a chokehold and dragged him back. Zach held on, hoping his assailant would black out. He also braced for a bullet that could pass through both their bodies.
    A low groan, followed by a thud, had Zach searching the darkness for the other threat. The man he held gave a last desperate kick and Zach’s grip loosened. Twisting, the man wrapped both his hands around Zach’s throat.
    Zach’s hand made contact with his gun and he managed to lift it and fire into the head of his assailant. The body above him became dead weight, falling onto Zach. He didn’t wait to see what happened, and rolled again, coming to his good knee and pointing his gun in the direction of the next threat.
    The shadow of