Breaking Point

By Harley McRide

Warning: Mature Audiences 18+. Language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. Ménage – MFM.
In book eight, the final installment of the Ops Warriors MC: Dani Murry was so fucking done with the Ops Warriors. She had been the operator of the unit called the Warriors in the military. While during her job, she had stupidly fallen in love with two of the coldest bastards in the group. Dani thought they would want her as much as she wanted them, which turned out to be the biggest mistake of her life. When she left that life behind, she left her heart there as well. For three years Dani had tried to live her life, and at every single turn, she had been disappointed.
Kidnapped and beaten, Dani woke up in the Ops Warriors’ compound with a huge chunk of her memory missing, which left her confused and pissed, and she didn’t want to be there.
Captain Jack ‘Jack-Jack’ Jackman and Captain Robert ‘Slick’ Jepson were trained to be killers. Both had always assumed they would die while in the military since their missions were ones that no one else could do. They killed without blinking, so when sweet and soft Master SSgt Danielle Murry made it know she wanted them, both men knew what they had to do. They couldn’t make attachments other than their team, and they knew Dani wasn’t strong enough to deal with who they really were. Or were they wrong?
For the Ops Warriors, the threat must be wiped out for them to be safe. They know what must be done, and the ride to get there could be the wildest one they’ve ridden so far.
Can J.J. and Slick keep Dani safe? Or will the love they hold for her not be enough for Dani to give them the opportunity?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jana Leigh
• Release date: Feb 23, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463459454

Harley McRide

I was on the back of a bike as soon as I was big enough to hold on. My love of the lifestyle, combined with my experience and imagination drove me to writing.Now that my two kids are grown and off to college, My husband and I enjoy the great outdoors with our three great Danes: Bowser, Killer, and Maddie.I grew up in Illinois, moving from place to place with my single mother until I was twelve. I now call the little town of Arkadelphia, Arkansas home. With it’s small town charm and population just over 10,000, it is the perfect place to hit the open road. When I need to get away, the hot springs are my go to unwind spot located less than thirty minutes from my cabin in the woods

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Breaking Point

Ops Warriors

Book Eight

by Harley McRide

© Copyright April 2018 Harley McRide

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Dedication

LORD, thank you for the open air, the feel of wind blowing through my hair;

Just me alone upon my bike, the thrill of freedom's what I like.

To wind through country unexplored, not knowing what I'll see next LORD;

That's what I seek when off I ride,

I'm thankful that you're by my side.

If I should ride 'til morning's light, please keep me safe throughout the night;

And when I've come to journey's end,

It's you I'll thank - protector, FRIEND

-Author Unknown

Table of Content

Dedication

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Epilogue

Books by Harley McRide

About the Author

Prologue

Lt. Danielle Hellcat’ Murry or just Dani, walked into her office and looked around. She was so fucking done with those assholes, Dani had given them so many chances. Ugh, what the fuck was wrong with them? Seriously, she was confident if she gave them an ultimatum they would make their move, but what had they done? Fucking nothing! They had stood there and let her walk out the fucking door without a peep. Bastards. Well, she was done, fucking done, they could fuck right off, and she would not give a shit. Ugh, she was so frustrated, it was annoying and infuriating all in one. If she could kick their ass she would, but realistically, Dani couldn’t kick their ass, she didn’t think anyone in the Ops could, which meant she was going to have to deal with it.

She slammed her office door and walked around her desk. She was considered support even though her job was so not just support, like everything else in the military, the job description was lacking. Sadly, they couldn’t write out every single thing you were required to do when writing the job description. It wasn’t easy to list it all, she knew. Dani gathered intel, helped plan missions, and set up the extraction of the teams. She was the eyes and ears of the units assigned to her during the missions. She may not be physically involved, but she was on the com with them during the whole thing.

Dani did her job, and she did it well. Her call sign Boner,—yes, you heard right Boner,—was given to her when she was the Pirates’ operator. Currently, she was the most requested operator in the area, as well as the highest-ranking officer in the section. She had fought her way up to where she was, which was saying a lot considering the talent in her division. Each of the men and women who were assigned as an operator of missions had rigorous training; they held the lives of the soldiers on a mission in their hands. It was stressful, and once someone made it through the training, then they were stationed stateside for a year or more. Dani had moved up quickly because she had proven she could think on her feet. More than one mission had been saved due to what she did. She was proud of her service. She loved what she did, hell, the only downside was missing her sister who was a helicopter pilot.

Dani knew how to separate work from social, not that there were tons of places to go out for a drink in the Middle East, it was the principle, though. She didn’t ask them for the fucking moon, just a fucking shot to make this last. Being overseas and developing a relationship sucked, mostly because this was not the real world, it was stressful, lonely, and could sometimes be scary as shit. The people you worked side by with side could be there one day and gone the next. Dani had seen a few of her fellow workers become casualties of this fucking place. Before even meeting a team called the Warriors, Dani had become hardened to the war, the shit she had seen as an operator, was horrid.

From the moment she saw Captain Jack Jackman, otherwise known as Jack-Jack and Captain Robert Jenson who was known as Slick, she just knew the rumors about the group they called the Warriors had been true. She had found that out when she approached Slick one night when he had been surprisingly on his own. He set her straight and, instead of being put off, Dani had been interested. She knew he expected her to freak out, but she had shrugged and walked away, determined to get them together and ask. Jack-Jack had always been with him, Dani had been attracted to both, which at first scared the shit out of her. However, being around the group she knew they were different, but it didn’t bother her; in fact, it kinda intrigued her, but the assholes didn’t think she was good enough for something more than a ‘tour fuck.’ Or worldly enough to know what it was like on the outside for people who lived a ménage lifestyle Who the fuck knew, but she wasn’t going to wait around for them to sort their shit dammit.

Dani plopped in her chair, she loved her job and hated her job. If things went wrong with a mission, she always blamed herself. Part of her job was communicating and listening to the team’s communications while they were on a mission. Which is when she fell in love with Jack-Jack and Slick. From the first time she heard their voices, she was interested. But it wasn’t until she listened to the way they handled the missions, that she realized it was the loyalty they had for their team. Then when she met them and saw their rough, gorgeous faces, she was lost.

Both had dark hair, though Slick’s was darker, almost jet black. They were the same height, over six foot, and their shoulders were broad, and their waists were small. They looked like a GI Joe doll that she used to love when she was smaller. She was in the desert doing her job, and she was not here for an emotional entanglement, but dammit, she just couldn’t control herself when she was around them, it felt so right. Fuck, she had left herself open for heartache.

Dani had gotten her orders three days ago; she was leaving, going home, her tour was up. She knew what she wanted, the guys were only here for six more months, and Dani wanted to be there waiting for them when they got home. Finally, she had a chance to show them she was ready to take this relationship home, and then they go and blow her off. Like she didn’t mean a damn thing to them. Well, they could fuck right off, she was not going to be that clingy bitch. But she was going to draw the line at being their fuck toy, as JJ so gracefully put it last night when she finally caught up with them. Fuck them, Dani was not going to be their whatever the fuck they wanted to call it.

She pulled out her calendar. She had three weeks, then she was gone. Well, until then, she would be working for another team. She had the choice of the missions she took, hell, she assigned the missions to the operators around here. Dani glanced and then sighed, she was going to take the Stripers, they had three missions, and it would take her through the end of her tour. Perfect.

Putting it on the board, she stepped back and nodded. She stared at the last mission she did with the Warriors, it had been particularly rough. All the guys had been involved, and the man they were sent into to take out had not been where the intel said, it had turned into a trap. Dani turned and took one step, and that was the last thing she remembered.

Chapter One

Jack-Jack slammed his hand against the table and said, I do not give one fuck if she doesn’t want to see us. She is going to.

Slick nodded, and they looked at the rest of the Ops Warriors who were in the meeting room. JJ and Slick usually didn’t say a damn word in these meetings. Creed and Fork used them in the last case scenario for everything. Why, because JJ and Slick were stone-cold killers and they made no excuses for it. Both men had been trained by the military to go into situations no one else could go in to. The two had thrived in that environment. When they were assigned to the Warriors’ team, Creed had wondered at the time if either of them gave a shit about living. Fortunately, they soon discovered they did.

Slick and JJ were cut from a different cloth than most men, they were cold and calculating, and they were loyal to a fault. No one would ever question them having their back because, in every situation, both men always did. They worked in the background where no one knew they were. For weeks, hell, months on end, the duo would disappear only to reappear with information the Ops needed. Creed never asked how or why, mostly because he didn’t want the answer.

JJ and Slick share a relationship only men who went through some serious shit together could forge. When they had been in training the higher-ups had seen something in them, both had scored high on the sniper range, but then, they had also scored high on hand-to-hand combat and logistics. All of that combined meant they were lethal weapons they could use in unique situations. In other words, jobs they did not want to be publicized and were best done under deep cover. They hadn’t approached the duo until they had been in the Middle East for a little more than six months. The high-ranking officials kept close watch of their teams and noticed what the two did in certain situations. It had impressed them.

Before a particular mission where the Ops was ordered to take out a high ranking official in Al Qaeda, the higher-ups had another target. One they didn’t want on the books. A man who apparently made a habit of helping the insurgents while seemingly playing at helping the NATO contingency wipe out the terrorists. JJ and Slick were ordered to break from their team and take care of the problem. They had done so without blinking. No one was the wiser on who had done it because JJ and Slick were like ghosts when they wanted to be. That was how it began.

The only time any of the Ops saw any emotion from JJ and Slick was when they were with Dani. The first time was overseas, Creed knew the moment his two friends saw Dani she was it. There was no one else. Why they fucked it up, he had no clue. JJ and Slick never talked about Dani, Creed only could see the difference when they were with her. JJ and Slick seemed more grounded, calmer, not like ticking time bombs. When she was injured, Creed had known they loved the operator, yet they let her go. He didn’t ask questions back then, now, he had to because there were a lot more people involved, and none of them wanted JJ or Slick near Dani.

Guys, listen, I don’t know what happened before, but Dani is finally getting her memory back. She is still not back to normal, she needs time. Since she is under my protection, I think she needs to go with Doc and Fish as they requested, Creed said, and JJ growled.

You know she is ours, she has been for a long time. We are not going to sit back and let her leave the compound, we told you we were claiming her, Slick snapped, and Creed sighed and ran a hand down the back of his neck staring at the two men who had been stubbornly saying the same thing for the last hour. Everything Creed noted, they had shot down and argued about.

Well, then you’re going to need to give me an alternate plan, ‘cause Doc, and the Satan’s Sisters are adamant that Dani needs to be the one who makes the call on what’s going on. They’re asking her to come to the Furies’ compound until she figures out what she wants to do. I’m inclined to agree with them.

Yeah well, that doesn’t work for us considering she wants nothing to do with us since she’s focused on what happened just before she left the desert. So, while I get where you are all coming from, that is not acceptable. We need fucking time, Jack said slowly, and then Slick nodded and growled.

Jack is being nice. For my part, I don’t give a shit about the Furies and the Satan’s Sisters, they do not affect me. Dani is our priority, and I will be damned if we back off now. Tough shit if they don’t like it.

Kink shook his head. Brothers, you gave up that right when you refused to claim her when she asked you to. I sympathize with your situation, but I hate to be the one to point out, it’s your fault to begin with. She’s stuck in that time, and you guys had rejected her. It sucks, but dammit, that is where you’re at with her.

Slick turned and stepped forward, and Jack grabbed his friend’s arm. They both could be loose cannons when needed, and right now it wasn’t required. This was probably the most they had spoken in a club meeting ever. They followed orders when needed, or else they secluded themselves from everyone. It wasn’t something they intended to do, it just turned out that way. No one was going to stand in their way when they wanted something, not even a brother. Dani was theirs, and nothing was going to change that.

Listen, Jack said with a growl. We all know what happened overseas, we fucked up. We didn’t want to put her in any more danger than what she already was over there. And you and I know she would have been. Hell, we couldn’t even guarantee nothing would happen with us leaving her alone. Plus, if anyone figured she was our weakness, it would have been bad.

Slick nodded. You know what we did, and you know how we did it. Fuck, there was no way we were going to start a relationship with that shit swirling around us.

Creed was silent, he knew what secret missions they went on, but not until after they had been in the unit for a while. And only then because both had come back with injuries on one mission. Finally, Creed had made the higher-ups answer a few questions about them. They were vague, but Creed had gotten the gist of it, because of that he had made sure he watched the two men. He knew both men held dark secrets that made them so detached from everyone. They were also stone-cold killers, and since their time in the military, they had only become more intense. Probably because a piece of them was taken away with each mission. Only someone who had been in the military could understand these men. When Slick and JJ had come to their unit Creed had been briefed on the two men, but they had left a fuck of a lot out of that briefing. He was told they were a sniper team, but they were so much more than that. Creed had seen it in their eyes, and when they disappeared for a few days and then showed back up unexpectedly looking like they had been on a