I felt my breathing become erratic and I whimpered in ecstasy. It so didn’t matter if this time was fast, because I was almost there as well.
“So hot, Konner. That’s so hot. I love how you talk to me. It’s so erotic and makes me feel so, so…”
I couldn’t even finish because Konner was plunging and pumping inside me quick. I felt myself getting so close to the edge of release. I knew he was strong, but he pushed me harder into the door, and held me up with a hand and a thigh. He reached one hand between us to knead at my sensitive clitoris.
“So close, Konner. Just a little more.”
Konner stopped, pulled his hand away and I was about to give him a reprimand when he told me to touch myself.
“Come on, babe, play with your clit. Show me how you make yourself come when your all alone and thinking about me. Tell me-fuck! Squeeze my dick again, babe. That’s so good.”
I squeezed my inner walls again and I felt Konner shaking against me.
“Yeah, that’s right, leannán, squeeze it so tight and frame my dick in all that sweet velvety heat.”
I did it again and I reached my hand between us. I was grazing his pelvic area with my knuckles and circled my super-sensitized button with urgency.
“God, Sidda, I’m about to come, babe. I want you with me. Love how your silky wet pussy is loving my dick and begging me to give you relief. Sweet, hot and so perfect. I love you, Siddaleigh Mare. Tá tú mianach. I gcónaí mianach. Tell me your mine. Mbaineann tú liom. You belong with me. Always.”
“Yes, Konner. Always. Yours. Forever.”
My breath became uneven and my body erupted in the sweetest and most intensive rapture I had ever felt in my life.
“Fuck. I feel all that sweet cream drowning me. So burning hot; I’m on fire. Give it all to me, love. Take it all. I want you to take everything I got babe.”
He continued murmuring sexy, dirty words to me and he groaned loud as his release shot out of him. I felt him burying his seed deeper still in my core, all the way to my womb.
I hoped sex like this was okay for the baby. He shoved his face in my neck and sucked at my skin deeply. I swear I would wear his mark for all of my days if he didn’t stop. I didn’t mind it though. I loved it. I felt his teeth and cried out in so much pleasure I came again. Panting, I felt spent, sated and lethargic.
“Thank God we had dessert. I think you wore me out, Konner. You’re positively insatiable.”
“With you, babe? I stay in a constant state of arousal and semi-hard-on. However, if you’re a good girl, I’ll give it to you before we fall asleep in that big bed I need to christen. Maybe I’ll even give you a taste of my hand against that beautiful bottom of yours.”
“If I’m good? Oh, no. If you’re good, Konner Patrick. I can wait! Now take me to bed. I’m so done for!”
♥
The next two weeks came as the same. No threats, no harm. Lots of sexual encounters. We christened every room in his house. He was forever insatiable and I seemed to find myself liking that immensely.
The store opened a week ago, which we christened the office and back storage space. My breasts felt more sensitive and I felt a little more tired. No morning sickness or any type of sickness, so I was glad for that. I did gain about five pounds. I was wanting to surprise Konner with it for a Christmas gift. That’s when I wanted to surprise him. I think he would like that.
The doctor’s appointment I had went well, everything seemed good, and I had blood work done. Whatever they needed that for. I just wanted the baby to be fine and healthy. So if the doctor needed blood, she could take all she needed.
I wasn’t ready to tell anyone else. I did end up telling Mags. I promised her to secrecy. I wanted Konner to be really the one I told first, but I got Mags to pick up a pregnancy test because Konner wouldn’t leave me alone. The store kept my mind off it for the time being. With Christmas just a few weeks away, I would tell him soon enough so I wasn’t going to worry and borrow trouble.
I was at work taking inventory when I heard a clatter around a shelf by the back door. The only one working right now was Koralen, and she was supposed to be up front.
Callie would have hollered if she was here so I went to investigate. Maybe Koralen needed something for a customer.
“Koralen? Do you need something?” I walked towards the sound, and when I rounded the corner, I saw the hat boxes that were filled with Candace’s fedoras.
I hummed to myself, wondering what could have made that fall over. That’s when I saw cigarette butts.
Cigarette butts? What the-?
Someone reached around me with one across my chest, the other with a cloth coming towards my nose and mouth. I let out a scream before I felt myself fade into blackness.
44
What Matters the Most
..::Konner::..
I was making myself lunch, when I heard pounding on my door and the bell sounding off.
“KONNER! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR! NOW!”
I heard Nathan hollering from the other side and I ran to the door and almost ripped it off the hinges as I opened it.
“WHAT? Is it Brianne? What’s going on?”
Nate strode in and faced me with a veiled savagery I’d never seen before. It set my teeth grinding and my body tensing.
“She’s fine. It’s Sidda.”
No. No fucking way. My heart started racing as I ran into the room we shared and swept into the closet to change.
I pulled on jeans, a black shirt and boots. I leaned into my go-bag, grabbed the ankle strap with a hand gun.
“Got another one brother?”
I knew Nathan didn’t want to be unarmed either, so I tossed him my other one. I grabbed my KP-01 Sig Sauer and made sure the safety was on when I shoved it underneath the band of my jeans under my shirt.
“Let’s roll and talk to me.”
“Brianne was at the boutique when her and the quiet one-”
“Koralen.”
“Yeah, her. When they heard a scream in the back, Bri went to look and saw Sidda being dragged out the back into a black sedan. She ran after it and was able to get four code markings from the license plate before they rounded a corner and sped off. She stupidly ran to her car and tried following it before she ended up losing it.”
“Okay. Fuck. Where’s Brianne now?”
“She went back to the store. She’s with Koralen at PPDS. She didn’t want to leave her alone at the shop just in case someone came back.”
“Police?”
“I told her to wait until I got to you.”
“When?”
My rage knew no bounds. It was a full-blown wild fire racing through my veins. Pumping adrenaline into my blood. I knew letting her go to work without me or someone shadowing her was a fucking mistake. It’s been silent for too long. She convinced me she’d be fine. My fucking ass. I was gluing her to my side when I got ahold of her. Everything I promised her. Down the mother fucking drain.
“Ten minutes ago. I was on my way here when Bri called in a panic.”
“I’ll call Hindrons. His backing sounds legit, former Army Ranger. He was part of her case before. There has to be something at the store to give us a clue.”
We ran to my Camaro, knowing I needed speed over comfort and sped my way to PPDS.
I knew the sorry mother fucker would try get even with Sidda one way or another for putting him away. Thompson would know pain like he’s never known it. He will have to learn that touching what belonged to me, was a big. Fucking. Mistake.
♥
..::Siddaleigh::..
I heard a graveling crunching sound. Light but masculine voices drifted in and out all around me. I felt the vehicle jarring my body back and forth.
I smelt a pungent order of chemical lingering on my clothes from when my kidnapper knocked me out. It was nauseating and I could feel myself almost wanting to vomit.
“Is that bitch still unconscious?”
I heard Mikhail’s voice clearly fr
om the front of the sedan. My eyes hurt something fierce and my nose and lips felt cracked and had a slight burn. I didn’t want to open my eyes, so assuming I was still passed out was simple. The person who checked on me was convinced I was still out.
“Yeah, she’s still out like a light.”
I didn’t recognize this voice. I didn’t know where I was besides being in the back of this SUV. All I saw when I peeked my eyes open was the back side of the seat and the hatch. I tried to slowly move my legs. I was able to move them just a bit to get the feeling back into them. My arms, good. Nothing felt broken. My hands were…not tied!
My phone! I prayed it was still in my pocket. I gently reached out as quietly as I could and slid my hand down my side into my pocket.
SCORE! My iPhone was tucked inside.
I took it out and noticed it was off. The sound that bings when it was waking was blocked by the soft rock music playing up front. Thank God. I looked and saw I had twenty missed calls, thirty text messages and four voicemails.
Some texts were from Callie, Mags and Brianne, but most were from Konner and Detective Hindrons. Thank God Konner got him into the mix.
I scrolled to the first text, and was glad to see Konner’s name pop up. I was only able to read the last sent message when I opened it, I wasn’t worried about the others. I put my phone on silent, no vibrate, and let it scroll to the last one.
Konner: Baby, please answer me. Let me know ur ok. Please, text me, call me, idc.
Me: Konner I’m in the back of an SUV.
Within thirty seconds I’m received a response.
Konner: I know, Bri saw the fucker take U. Now that your phone is FINALLY on we can start tracking u. u ok?
Me: Yes. TYG! IDK how much longer I can act passed out.
Konner: Ur two hours ahead of us. Ur half way 2 Nacogdoches.
I was about to answer when I heard rustling in the front. I panicked, pocketed my phone and laid as still as I could when I felt the truck slowing and pulling over.
“Why you pulling over man, ready to switch driving or something?”
I heard Mikhail’s insidious laughter echo through the vehicle.
“No, just getting rid of the access baggage.”
I heard a click of a gun, and hearing a quick gasp, the shot that rang was followed by a deafening silence. The sound of the gun was quick and precise. I saw blood splatter all over the windows. Then a door opening, closing, then another door opening and I heard a dragging sound. It was a dragging, slippery sound and I heard gurgling.
Mikhail must have killed that guy, and dragged him away from the truck.
GULP.
I kept my eyes closed so Mikhail would think I’m not awake yet. He unlatched the back hatch. He gripped my throat and my eyes shot open and my hands grabbed his in reverence.
“There you are. Nice and awake. I’m not fucking stupid Siddaleigh. You should’ve been awake for at least a good half hour. I would know. I’ve done it to you many times. Let’s ride up front, shall we?”
I did not want to go up there with him. He was making me sick just looking at him. He’s aged since the last time I saw him. Not well aged either. I tried to resist but he back handed my face and I momentarily saw stars dance in front of my eyes. He then bodily removed me and deposited me in the passenger seat. With all the blood covering the seat, windows and dashboard.
“Are you crazier than usual!? There is blood all over this seat, asshole.”
He hit me again and the reflex from old made itself known and I stayed quiet. He grabbed cable ties from the glove compartment. My eyes are blurred but I could feel him tighten them around my wrists until they almost felt numb. Fortunately for me, the idiot tied them in front.
This, I can work with.
45
Silence is Not Always Golden
..::Konner::..
When Sidda’s phone went silent, I sent a prayer or a million to God. Lord let her be strong and keep her safe until I get there.
I didn’t think I would survive it if Sidda was gone. My life finally had purpose. It finally gave me someone to cherish and behold and some sorry bastard was going to try and take it away? I don’t fucking think so. That was unacceptable.
Detective Hindrons had met Nathan and I at the store before Sidda’s phone finally came on. Hindrons had brought a device that could track the phones precise location.
Before it came on, I was rigid, and starting to panic. That hadn’t going so well for me.
~~Two hours previous
“Where did you get that, Detective?” Nathan asked suspiciously about the device.
“Don’t worry about my little gadgets as long as it gets us results. Am I right?”
Nate just shook his head and I didn’t care. Hindrons was right. As long as we could track her, it would be better than waiting for some technical people.
We were in the back of the store looking for any type of clues. Anything to give us a head start. Without her phone being on, I was becoming a wreck. Nathan was looking on one side, while Detective Hindrons was asking the girls what happened. Before they could answer, Nate yelled out for me.
“Yo, Konner! Detective? I think y’all should come and take a look at this. The S-O-B must have been camped here for a while.”
I hollered for Siddaleigh’s manager, Callie, and she came running as fast as she could. She looked to me, then to the detective. With a slight blush, (no clue what the crap was going on with that), she looked back at me.
“Anything, Konner?” Her face was pale though and I knew she worried for her friend.
“Tell me exactly how y’all open. Is anything accessible? Does she leave the back door open that anyone could easily gain access to? Think now, Callie, anything different or out of place?”
I knew she wasn’t here when it happened, but Sidda had said she was very OCD on things when it came to the store. Everything had a place.
“Don’t worry about me, I’m only here to be pretty.” The detective glared at me and I couldn’t give two shits.
“She’s mine. I will do what I must to find her. She’s just a job to you.”
Detective Hindrons pinned me with a disgusted look and shook his head.
“Look, O’Brian, I saw what that fucker,” he glanced at Callie, “sorry,” then continued to me, “did to her a few years ago. We swept the house he kept her in. Trust me, no image in this world could compare. Not anything even in the service. He is a sick son of a bitch, and I know her family. She is not just a job, so fuck off if you think otherwise.”
Callie’s face tensed at his words but answered me calmly.
“No, we don’t leave anything open. But I wasn’t supposed to be here until just now. I just got here early to talk to her. She was going over the shipment from Mags. So if anything was open, maybe the back door was? If she got side tracked, otherwise, I know Sidda, she always made sure the back is closed tight and locked up. Everything is until we open the front door. The cameras didn’t show anything but the delivery.”
Nate looked at me and I knew he was thinking the same thing. The target got through when the shipment was taking place.
Fuck.
There, littered on the ground were a few cigarette butts, two energy bars, and a soda can.
“No way could it be Thompson. Siddaleigh told me that one-he doesn’t smoke. Two-he was restless. Always moving. It’s not possible that he sat here for hours in wait. He would have grabbed her already. That fucker has a partner.”
Just what they needed, not. A damn second thug to complete this shit storm.
Hindrons gathered what he could get and told Konner he’d get the prints, stat.
It had been over an hour, and Sidda was still missing. Not even her phone was on, so we couldn’t track her.
He couldn’t think of where he could’ve taken her. Not even a no contact order would stop a killer if he really wanted to kill. Sitting around here was getting us absolutely nowhere.
“There’s nothing else to
do here. Hopefully she turns her phone on and we can find her.”
Detective Hindrons read Konner’s mind. That didn’t mean it’s what they should do. Just leave? I didn’t know how I felt about that.
“There has to be something here. Cigarette butts and wrappers just don’t sound right. That sick son of a bitch left something with this guy. He just had to.”
I knew I was grasping at shadows. There would be nothing here. I didn’t want to leave and start looking and get ahold of her and find out she was further away from us.
“Konner, how about this?” The girl, Koralen, who couldn’t be more than five foot nothing, held up a note with her fingertips. Before he was able to grab at it, that damn detective snapped it out of her hands.
“This comes to me. Not some boyfriend with a vengeance and power trip.”
“I am about to show you a power trip, man, if you don’t show me that paper!”
I was getting hotheaded and uncool and I knew it. I knew I should remain as calm as I could. This was Siddaleigh though. She was the heart that beat in my chest. I lost her once. I’m not going to lose her again. The caged fury that was settling beneath my skin was beginning to burn alive with hunger. A hunger that wouldn’t be sated until my hands were wrapped tight around Thompson’s throat. Hindrons sighed and passed me the paper. It has newspaper print all over it.
Lover boy
You should have taken better care of what’s yours before I did. Maybe you’ll see her again. On the road. Or tied and bound and ready to give it to me. She belongs to me.
GOOD LUCK. MT
“That doesn’t give us shit about their location.” I yelled in a rage. I strode passed them all and shoved out the back door until it slammed against the building.
“Dammit. Mother fucker is dead when I find him.”
Then I couldn’t contain my rage, the complete and utter helplessness that I suddenly felt. I fell to the ground on my knees.
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