“Huh-huh-huh.” I couldn’t help the sounds that escaped me as he pounded himself forcefully into me while slipping a finger into my ass, heightening my arousal. I thought we’d done all there was to do to each other, but it seemed tonight was a night for more firsts. His thrusts were harder, stronger and sent him deeper than he’d ever been before.
“I can’t take it Wyatt.” It felt as though my heart was going to explode in my chest and the feelings in my secret place was almost too much to bear.
“Yes you can, stay with me.” He never stopped pounding up into me over and over while that finger stayed buried in my ass.
***
Wyatt
***
I thought it was only women who lost their minds over the ring, thought for men it was just about the pride of ownership, boy was I wrong. Just knowing that she was mine, that the circle of rocks on her finger told the world she belonged to me and only me, seemed to send some kind of signal directly to my dick.
She’s accused me of being a Neanderthal before, she had no idea, not even I was aware that I had this in me. “I’m never letting you go, not ever.” I was suddenly overcome by the need to shield, to protect, to shelter her from any and everything that could bring her harm.
Taking her head between my hands, I pushed her back so I could look into her eyes. “As long as I live, I will never not be in love with you. Kiss me.” She took me over with her tongue in my mouth as I let myself go inside her.
***
“You have to go champ, we already agreed and made all the arrangements.”
“I’m not fucking leaving her here while that fuck is on the loose.”
“This is your career...”
“And she’s my fucking life, what the fuck?”
“If you pull out now it may affect your endorsements, we’re at a place in your career when we’re calling the shots, we should be pushing forward hard, strike while the iron’s hot. You’re on everyone’s lips, the best thing to happen to the league since the game went pro…”
“You’re fired.” There was nothing but dead air as I headed for the door; fucker was shocked speechless.
“Hunter get back here you thick son of a bitch.”
“Not this time, I always go your way because I didn’t give a fuck about anything else but the ring and you’re the best man for the job. She trumps all that shit you included.”
“Fine, I just thought I should remind you of what’s at stake here. We can face fines and other setbacks if we don’t handle this thing right.”
“Whatever, none of that shit matters, if the asshole is in that much of a hurry to get his ass beat tell him meet me on the street.”
“Let me see what I can do, maybe we can spin this in our favor.”
“No, I don’t want her name mentioned, not in this.”
“Well short of death there isn’t much else we can use to make this thing work.”
The clock was running down. I was on a plane in less than twelve hours and there was still no sign of Carl. How could that little asshole stay one step ahead of the cops in not one, but two states?
I knew it would come to this, knew that I had no intent on leaving her unprotected. As to fines and other repercussions, I give a fuck she comes first. I did everything I could in the days leading up to the wedding to try to find this guy, but he was always just one step ahead. At least I’ve been able to keep her from being aware that he was even still a threat. As far as she knew, he was out of the picture, given up and moved on.
It was my decision to have Jace feed her that lie. I had grown to know her very well in our time together and though my baby likes to play it tough, she worries. If the fucking cops and the PI I’d hired couldn’t find this fuck, how was I supposed to reassure her that she had nothing to fear?
So instead of letting her spend each day under a cloud, I chose to let her enjoy the planning of her one and only wedding. That seminar chick would have a field day with my logic, but again, I don’t give a fuck.
All I care about is Traci and her happiness. I’m glad I’d convinced her that she had nothing to be afraid of because yesterday she’d shone like an angel and not once did I see a hint of fear or worry in her eyes. That’s one more win for us, we didn’t let him interfere with our big day, which is exactly what I wanted for her.
We’d spent the night wrapped around each other like we were starved for each other. By the time she hopped off my dick in the early morning light, we were both well and truly fucked. I’d left her asleep in the hotel room to come take care of this shit.
There were armed guards stationed outside her door with strict rules, no one in no one out; not even my mother. I left him to handle things and went back to her. She was just starting to stir when I walked into the room. I sat on the side of the bed and she flew into my arms and burst into tears.
“What the fuck? What’s wrong?” I looked at the phone wondering if somehow he’d found us. I knew he didn’t know her cell number since I’d changed it and added her to my plan which had about as much security as the queen’s.
“I thought you’d left without saying goodbye.” She could hardly get the words out as she clutched at me. I held the back of her head and rocked her gently while she cried like I’d gut punched her.
“Weren’t you the one who told me it was okay to go?” I knew she was full of shit when she kept telling me it was okay for me to go off and leave her the day after our wedding. “ I don’t care, I change my mind, I don’t want you to go.”
“Look at me. You don’t want me to go then I won’t.” She stopped crying and wiped her face in my shirt. “Really?” My brave girl looked all of twelve with her red swollen eyes and puffy cheeks.
“Yes really, in the future don’t play games with me. If you don’t want me to do something just say so. I may not always be able to give you what you want, but I will always try.”
“I didn’t want to sound like a cry baby. I guess I failed that test huh.”
“There’s no test baby, I didn’t want to leave anymore than you wanted me to. Now let me take a look at you, you were pretty sore after that last round.”
I laid her back against the pillows and spread her legs for a look. She was a damn mess, all red and swollen and a little tender. “Come one, I’ll give you a bath.” I pulled her up and headed for the bathroom.
Chapter 13
Wyatt
***
I lucked out and got a postponement on my fight but my handlers were only able to get me a seven-day reprieve and if we didn’t find this guy by then I’d still be in the same predicament.
“There’s one thing we could do to force his hand.”
“What would that be?” I was hanging out in the family room with the boys while Trace was in the kitchen with ma and her girls cooking for an impromptu get together.
When I wasn’t with her I was either training or focused on this guy, as far as I was concerned, I’d wasted more than enough time on him already. If something didn’t give soon I was gonna take her outta school and have her give notice at the judge’s if the bastard didn’t get off his high horse. Of course every time I thought of doing that the guilt ate away at my gut. It was almost as though I was saying my career was more important and nothing could be farther from the truth. Just one more reason for me to hate this hump.
“We could use her as bait, set a trap that we’re sure he can’t resist.”
“Are you fucked in the head? You’re not using my wife as bait. Why don’t you do your job and go find this bitch?”
“Hey your high paid goons haven’t been able to find him either.” He was right about that, no one could find this guy, not even a whiff. He hadn’t tried anything since a few days before the wedding. That’s the last time I intercepted something he’d tried sending to the house as a wedding gift.
Turned out to be something harmless that was tossed.
I had eyes and ears on her at all times when she was out of my sight, which wasn’t that
often. But I wasn’t dumb enough to believe this guy had given up and gone away, he’d tried to kill her on a busy street surrounded by about twenty people. I’d studied what little Jace had on him and the things he was suspected of back in his hometown pretty much showed a serial offender.
If he hadn’t killed someone already he was well on his way to it; there was even suspicion of rape in a few unsolved cases. No fucking way I was leaving the state with him on the loose.
We killed the talk when the women came back into the room and spent the rest of the evening goofing off. “I feel guilty.” She was sitting on my lap because she’d had too much to drink thanks to her girl Cris and a rigged game of spades. “Why do you feel guilty? You’re my angel I’m sure you couldn’t possibly have done anything.”
“Yes I did. I saw what the papers are saying and that stupid blonde on that stupid TV show. They think I’m a bad influence on you, that since we got married you’re not as good as you used to be.” I sure wish she wouldn’t watch or read that shit.
“Babe they’re catching at shit because no one knows why I’ve taken time off. Let them say what they want we know better. Besides, I thought I told you about that shit.” I hated her even buying into that shit. “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. I’d quit the ring but I would never leave you, does that answer your question?”
***
“Hunter.” I looked at the clock before turning my gaze to the sleeping woman next to me. As usual she was sprawled across the sheets boneless from our night of fucking. I’d shaved this evening to give her some relief from rug burn and that shit had tripped both our wires. I love her bare pussy with the protruding mound and fat lips and she couldn’t get enough of my smooth groin. She’d licked every inch of it before swallowing my dick.
We’d fucked like minks all night until about half an hour ago, now somebody was interrupting my beauty sleep. “We’ve got him.” My feet hit the ground running, I didn’t need to ask who ‘he’ was. I recognized the voice of the muscle I’d hired to hunt his ass down.
“Where?”
“You won’t believe it. He’s been sneaking onto your family’s land at the north end of the property. There’s some kind of hunting lodge there, looks like he’s been coming and going for a while the place is a wreck.”
“Anybody else know you’ve cornered him?” I got dressed in the dark and slipped out the door. “No, it’s just him and I here. I didn’t go in yet, thought I’d wait and see what you wanted to do. You want me to call the cops?”
“Nope, I’ll be right there, he tries to leave shoot him, he’s trespassing.” I didn’t give a shit about him trespassing but it was going to work in my favor. Whatever I did to that fucker was justified.
I got there in fifteen minutes and found Tony out back of the old hunter’s lodge. It was as good a place as any to hideout, no one had used the place in ages, not since I was a teen anyway.
It was on a plot of land far enough away from the main house that no one paid it too much mind and was accessible only by a little dirt road that no one remembered.
“What’s he doing?”
“Looks like he’s building something, this guy is weird. It’s almost as if he’s building some sort of nest. All he’s been doing since I put eyes on him is setting up that one room as if he was planning for the apocalypse.”
“Look there, he’s covering the windows. I saw him bring in bags of shit but he didn’t unload them so I have no idea what all he has in there.”
“You did good Tony, you can leave. I’ll have Jace take things from here after I have a little talk with this asshole.”
He didn’t bother asking if I was sure since he was aware that I knew how to take care of myself.
I waited until he had slipped quietly away before approaching the structure that though not toppling over, could do with some repairs. I could see why he chose this place. It was well hidden, off the beaten path. No one had any reason to come this way unless they were here to hunt and grandpa had changed the family’s hunting grounds more than twenty years ago.
There was no telling how this deranged fuck had found the place, it was obvious he was a planner and very skilled at staying below the radar. I knew a little more about him these days than I did in the beginning. Things I was sure she didn’t; like the fact that he had a brother who was doing time for the rape and murder of a teen, a brother her apparently idolized and wished to follow. Or the fact that he’d moved into the place behind hers weeks ago and had a direct visual into her bedroom and bathroom.
That last we’d only found out a few days ago and Jace was still waiting for a warrant to go in. More fucked up laws that protected him and left her swinging in the wind. But all that was about to come to an end because I had him in my sights.
I snuck onto the porch and hoped it held and didn’t make too much noise. A quick peek showed he was still busy doing whatever it was he was up to, which looked like he was padding some kind of wooden box he had stashed in the corner.
I had only one chance at this. I didn’t know if he was armed even though I didn’t see a weapon, but I wasn’t taking the chance of giving him the drop on me. I went in hard and fast with my own weapon drawn. It was evident by the stark look of surprise on his face that he wasn’t expecting anyone to find him here.
“Move asshole over there.” I motioned with the nine I had in my hand pointed at his head. Up close he looked like an average Joe. Like one of those nondescript people you pass everyday without notice, who keep to themselves for fear of drawing attention.
If I didn’t know what he’d been up to I would’ve believed the harmless look he portrayed, but I knew and I wasn’t fooled. I felt a little better about what I was here to do when recognition hit and he gave me the look of death. “That’s more like it, I was worried there for a minute I was gonna have to hit a bitch.”
He didn’t like that but the gun kept him quiet. “You carrying? Don’t answer I wouldn’t trust you anyway.” I walked over and patted him down, removing the little glock he had concealed under his jacket before tying him to a chair with some of the rope he had there.
I looked through all the shit he’d been carting in there for who knows how long, it looked like he’d been here for a while. There were syringes and vials of shit with fucked up names, but what caught my attention was the wooden box he’d been working on.
“Were you planning on keeping my wife in there you fuck, is that what this is for?” I dug through everything he had there and wondered how sick he had to be to try what it looked like he’d had planned. There was blackout paper at the windows, and the box was padded in such a way to make it sound proof.
If anyone had happened to come by here all they would see was a little hunting chest. But it was clear that he’d done his homework, because no one would’ve been coming by here, not for a very long time.
“She was mine first.” I put my gun away and went to release him. I had to be fair after all, and it cannot be said that the champ beat the shit out of a bound man who couldn’t fight back. As to his lunatic ravings, I was gonna have fun with this shit. She wasn’t here to defend herself or to get her pound of flesh for the shit he’d put her through, so it was up to me.
“She doesn’t even like you, do you know what she said about you?”
“You two talked about me?” Oh yeah here we go. He folded his fists and looked around the room, probably for a weapon of some sort. It was true that he was nowhere near my stature, but that mean that he had going could more than make up for it. Too bad he was too much of a coward to even try, it was my job to get him to lose his fucking mind and come at me.
“Sure we did, since the first night when I asked her about the joker in the bar. She said you were part joke, part loser, more nuisance than anything else.” He grunted and took the crazy train for a hot minute before catching himself. What was really up with this guy? How the fuck could anyone let themselves get to this point unless he was nuts? In which case he wouldn’t kno
w how to plan and plot like this. I’m pretty sure that’s not the norm for the insane, but some fuck was wrong with this asshole.
“So tell me Carly…”
“That’s not my name.” He got closer this time but not close enough. I wanted to wring his neck and be done with it, but not yet. He’d terrorized her for weeks he wasn’t getting off that easy. I already knew what I had planned for his ass. Two weeks ago that would’ve been death, but that shit was too good for him. I want him to suffer as much as she did in her mind.
“As I was saying, what kind of brainless asshole risks his freedom for some pussy-pussy that don’t want him in the first damn place? She would never have given you a second look if she didn’t feel sorry for you, and then well, I came along and you became nonexistent. She couldn’t even be bothered to remember your name.”
“That’s a lie, we were in love, the only reason she’s with you is because you’re some hotshot fighter with money, but we’re going to get back together you’ll see.”
“Did your research did you? What I don’t get is how you got into her place, I know she didn’t give you a key, so that must’ve taken some work on your part.” I slipped my hand into my pocket and hit the little record button as I egged him on.
The idiot smiled like we were two old friends getting reacquainted. “That was easy, I know all about making keys, it’s what I used to do before.” He seemed to catch himself and cut off the flow of words.
“Oh so you were a lowly key cutter, and you thought my woman would be interested in you as smart as she is?” I laughed in his face and turned my back on him, rubbing the fact that I thought very little of him in his face.
“You’re just like everybody else, they all thought the same thing but I showed them.” Again he cut himself off but I could see it in his eyes. I know that look, a braggart, someone who just needs that little nudge to get them spewing their guts.
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