by S. E Foster
I pull the covers back slowly not wanting to disturb her to much just yet. The only part of the quilt that is covering her sexy body is a little bit over her midriff, her chest is exposed and her legs are on top of the quilt as well, her body is a sight of any man’s wet dreams, the scars and stretchmarks that cover her don’t bother me. I wish she wouldn’t hide them from me, it just shows how brave she is to overcome everything that she has been through.
I slide into bed, pressing myself against her lower back, I let my hand gently trace her body. Caressing her enticing curves, I get lost in the movement of my hands wandering across her silky body. Her hips start to move of their own free will, she is in that state between asleep and awake, her body making the choice to rouse her. She turns to face me; a sexy sleepy smile brightens her face.
“Hi.” She whispers, her voice sound sultry when she is sleeping.
“Hi baby, I whisper back.
Now I’m pressing my hard cock against her soft stomach, the twinkle in her eyes tells me I’m going to get what I desire tonight. I smile at my small victory. I pull her closer to me, my mouth goes for her neck, placing gentle kisses against her delicate skin. The taste that she leaves on my lips is enchanting, the softness of her skin is tantalizing. My mouth just wants to devour her, taste every inch of her until I know she can’t take anymore.
She whimpers against me as I continue, I let my hand slowly drift lower down her body. Gliding across her, until I find that sweet spot. She slowly parts her legs letting me know where she really wants my hand, but I ignore her, I let my hand touch everywhere but there. I lay her on her back and slowly start to leave a trail of kisses down her body, making sure to kiss exactly where my hands have caressed her body.
My head is now between the juncture of her thighs her back arches with anticipation. My hands are still leaving feather light touches, my mouth adds kisses and every now and again I use my tongue to add a different sensation to the mix. I can smell how sweet and ripe she is, just waiting for my fingers, mouth or cock.
I start to nip at her tummy, across her hips working my way lower, her legs are spread wide for me, my shoulders are nestled perfectly, I go in for the kill, giving her the one thing that drives her crazy with need. I bite down hard on her inner thigh, she lets out a long moan telling me she is right on the edge. My finger finally slips inside. I use one at first gently working her, she is craving more I can see it. I push a second finger in, curling them forward, and stroking the front wall of her pussy. I work my fingers faster bringing her right to the edge. Her clit is hard and the bundle of nerves is craving stimulation. Just before she reaches the crest of her orgasm, I pull out and raise myself up above her and position myself at her entrance. I look deep into her eyes.
“I love you” I say just as I push inside, this is the ultimate feeling, this is like coming home.
Feeling her warm, wet, pussy fitting so snug around my cock. I don’t push fully inside, I tease her with the tip, not giving her everything she wants, it’s not just killing her its driving me fucking crazy. I want nothing more than to slam all the way to the hilt right now.
I keep up this slow pace, keeping her right on the edge, knowing that when I let her orgasm it will be shattering, leave her limp and fully sated.
“Please Malc, I can’t take anymore” her words call to me, that need to give her everything she wants to make her happy gets to me.
I pull out, gripping her hips I lift them ever so slightly and I slam hard pushing all the way to the hilt. My pubic bone hits her clit and she screams, a no holds barred scream, her nails rake down my back as her body goes tight, her channel contracting around my shaft. I thrust harder and faster, causing the waves to keep crashing down around her. I don’t last much longer, I feel my balls tighten, then I roar, as I release deep inside of her. I thrust in and out a few more times, slower now, easing the last few spurts right up inside her. I pull out and collapse at the side of her pulling her into the crook of my arm with her head and hand resting on my chest.
“Wow, that was amazing baby, love you.” I kiss her on the top of her head.
“Yeah it was, love you to. Night babe.” She says breathlessly.
We fall asleep knowing that we love each other, but I can’t help but wonder how long until it all falls apart.
Chapter Five
Malc
I spend the following day tracking Vlad down. I know what needs to be done I, and it’s something I have to do, then we can just continue to life here in peace and Camilla will be none the wiser.
I stop at the B&B but there is no sign of him, I check the café and nothing, I can’t seem to find him. I drive to the park, thinking that he might just be having some time to plot and needs space to think. After walking through the park and the woodland attached, I still can’t seem to find him. There is only one place left for him to be and that’s at her house, oh god I hope I’m not too late. That me stalling to do anything about him has cost her, her life I don’t know if I could live with myself.
The drive is quick but I’m not sure if that’s because I’m speeding through the town like a speed demon, or because this town is small.
Her apartment block is the tallest in the village, I park the car, throw open the door and run up the stairs as fast as I can, I need to check if everything is ok.
The place seems quiet no signs of life, but I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing. I look through the glass on the front door, nothing seems out of place and I can’t see anyone lay on the floor bleeding. I grab my tools from my back pocket and pick the lock, I have to get in to double check, the lock is a basic one nothing too hard, I’m in.
The place look nice, simple and clean inside, with a few homely touches, I check every room and nothing. My heartbeat slows down thank god.
The school. “Fuck” I curse out loud. I leave the apartment and run back down towards the car. I jump in and make my way over to the school. Oh, god what if he has done something in front of all them little children? That’s a thought that’s not worth thinking about right now, it would be a shit storm if he did. All them parents that would call the police and as soon as they get a whiff that I’m in the area it would come back on me and Damien. No, he wouldn’t be that stupid, would he? Right now, with his frame of mind I wouldn’t put anything past him.
I pull up at the school and start looking around there aren’t many places you can set up a rifle, so I start looking, but I don’t seem to be able to spot him. I’m looking around aimlessly. Thinking that I’ve just been too far ahead of myself and worried for nothing. That’s when I see the little glint coming from the roof of the little sports hall. I make my way over as quick as I can, running around the back to see if there is a way I can get up, the fire escape ladders are at the back. I do my best to climb up the quietly as I don’t want him panicking and shoot me. Just as I crest at the top of them. As I get to the top I see him lying on his stomach looking down the scope, his hand isn’t on the trigger so I let out a small breath. I look over his shoulder to see where he has it aimed and it’s at the classroom, the entrance door is right next to it, but right at this moment he has it aimed at the window.
“Vlad” I shout, just as I cock my gun and aim it at his head.
Chapter Six
Vlad
Today is the day, after weeks of plotting and planning I will finally get to have my revenge. I will wipe out everyone from that family, there will not be a trace of anyone left, no more will they be able to leave their mark on this world. Leave the family in ruins because of their sickening actions.
I have been following her around for weeks, getting to know her routine as if it’s my own. She leaves her apartment at seven forty-five. She arrives at the drive through costa coffee, places her order then drives from there straight to work. Once in work, the only time she leaves is for lunch and even then, she doesn’t leave the grounds. Once she finishes work, she arrives home and does the same thing the following day. She is predictable and bori
ng that way.
I can’t get a clear shot at her apartment because there isn’t anywhere high enough for me to be place myself so that I have a clear shot. To break in and do it with my bare hands as much as that would please me right now, the risk of being caught would only make things worse for me and Damien, and that’s one thing he doesn’t need from me.
It doesn’t matter that I think she is the most beautiful girl in the world, she simply takes my breath away and leaves me rock hard just by the sight of her. It doesn’t matter. All that matters now is that I eradicate every trace of that bloodline from this earth.
I’m on the building opposite her work place, the weather isn’t the best, overcast with a slight easterly breeze. I have my old faithful Dragunov SVDS, this is my baby. I have spent hours with her, she has saved my life and that of my family time and time again. I was trained in the KGB, I was a sniper, the amount of missions I did was more than most, but I was the best. I didn’t care at the time that I was killing someone’s husband, father, son. I was paid to do a job.
That all changed the day I met Anna, she was breath of fresh air. Her outlook on life was so much better than mine. She was kind and pure, she saw the best in everyone, until I corrupted her pure soul. We had everything at the time, a beautiful home, a beautiful baby girl. Then one day she just disappeared, it broke my heart, no matter what I did or where I looked I couldn’t seem to find her. So, I did the best I could to look after Daria, but I was never going to be able to replace her mother.
I was never going to be anything but a killer, that was my curse. To never be happy, to just exist in a desolate existence, but that will all change when I take her out. I will go home claim my daughter back and live happily ever after, surely nothing else could go wrong. I have everything set up. My rifle is set up and I’m lying on the ground looking directly at her, I’m just making sure I have her clear in my sights. This is the day that it will all be over and I might be able to sleep and find some peace.
“Vlad” I hear my name being shouted, I know that voice. What the fuck is Malc doing here. I turn slowly and sure enough I see him, all kitted out in tactical gear, the barrel of his gun is aim directly at my head. How the fuck did I not hear him get up here?
“Why are you here Malc? And why do you have a gun pointed at my head? I ask him, trying hard to stay calm.
“You know why I’m here, I can’t let you kill her Vlad. Damien has made me promise to protect her from you.” He says not once lowering his gun.
Fuck, I try to think why would Damien send him? He gave me everything up to this point to go and kill the bastards that caused all of this. I don’t understand why.
“Protect her, why the fuck would he want to do that?” I bellow at him.
I stand up so I can get closer, ready to take Malc out if I have to, nothing is going to get in my way. Not after I have wanted this for so long, I have thought of nothing else for months. Haven’t even been able to look after my daughter because of the hatred that consumed me. I won’t be swayed. I walk closer to Malc slowly, with my hands up in the air knowing that he really doesn’t want to shoot me, he is my friend.
“Because he knows she hasn’t had anything to do with her father since she was one year old, her mother died and she was sent off to live with her auntie, she hasn’t ever looked for him. Her mother’s sister was so consumed with hatred, because of what happened to Mary. That she made sure that Zara hated him too. You can’t kill an innocent woman Vlad, what will it achieve? You would be no better that Jonny, would you?”
His words sting, how can he compare me to that animal, after what he did to my wife.
“You have no right Malc, that scumbag killed my wife, he ordered her to be butchered right in front of me. Any blood of his is tainted from birth, whether they choose to be or not and I won’t let anyone else be harmed at the hands of his DNA.”
I feel the tears start to come to my eyes, they are not tears of sorrow but of pure anger. How can he send Malc after me, to try and stop me when he knows what it did to me. He fucking destroyed me. What else do I need to do to show them that I’m in control I’m going to make it quick and painless she won’t suffer, well not like her father did anyway.
“It’s not your choice to make you either stand down or I have orders to put you down Vlad. Believe me when I say that is the last thing I want, just let it go man, what harm is she causing to anyone? She teaches kids in a little village school for fuck sake.”
I can see the honesty in his words, his hand is shaking while he aims at me, I know this would rip him apart if he had to this. So, I will make it easy for him I won’t make him kill me.
“You’re right.” I say as I slowly make my way over.
“This has gone far enough it needs to end.” I say as I walk closer.
He lowers the gun slightly and lets out a relieved breath. I hold my hand out to take his in agreement. Just as he lowers the gun fully and extends his other hand to take mine, I clench my other hand tightly in preparation. Our hands meet and my grip tightens on him to keep him were I want him. I let my other arm swing with all my might, right into his face.
“I’m sorry.” I say just as my fist connects with his jaw, I release my grip and watch as he falls backwards towards the ground. He won’t be waking up anytime soon and when he does, I will be long gone.
I make my way back to my gun, laying back on my stomach, I have a quick look back at Malc to make sure he is ok, his chest is rising so he is good. I look down the PSO scope and steady my breathing. I see that Miss Haynes or Zara talking to a little girl at her desk. Her hair colour reminds me of Daria’s but I dismiss the thought instantly. I’m about to take the shot, putting the slightest amount of pressure on the trigger until I feel it give no more, one more squeeze and this will be over. As I exhale one last time I see the tell tail red dot fall on to the little girl. I release the pressure on the trigger and scan the area through my scope to see where the other shooter is, but before I can find him I hear the shot and then the screams that follow. Malc comes to.
“What the fuck have you done?” he demands.
“Nothing that shot didn’t come from me Malc there was another shooter and they had a different mark a little girl.”
Malc pushes me out of the way, he then looks down the scope to see if he can see what has happened. He lets of a pained sound a second later, lifts his heads and looks at me.
“It’s Daria that’s been shot!”
I start to cry and let out a pained scream. I run from the roof, I have to get to my little girl. Is this punishment ever going to fucking end? My child is innocent.
ChapterSeven
Cami
Today seems to be a brighter day. After our talk last night, we had a quiet night, just talking and cuddling. Then I went to bed and was woken to one hell of a sight. That’s Malc though, it’s his only downfall, he lets everything build up until he almost breaks with the worry and stress.
Malc went to work this morning in a much better mood. He kissed me on the cheek before he left, cuddled Charlie and Daria and made his way out of the door.
I dropped Daria at school, Charlie and I drove into the bigger town to get the food shopping. I know how boring that is for a toddler. So, I promised that we would find a park to go and play and feed the ducks for a little while, that’s if he was a good boy at the shops. His little eyes lit up at my words. He was a proper little helper, helping me put things in the trolley. We paid and loaded up the car.
The drive to the park was a fun one we had some music on in the car, Charlie loves the song from Peppa Pig. It drives you crazy after the 50th time of listening to it but he seems to love it. I pull into the car park, park the car, get Charlie out of his booster seat and we walk hand in hand to the swings.
You can hear the sound of his laughter at the other end of the park, and older couple stop and say how cute he is and what a lovely sight to see a little boy having fun. The couple look like they have been together forever, they sti
ll hold hands when they walk. Time seems to have been kind to them. They look as much in love today, as they did when they first met, well that’s what it seems. I hope I have that with Malc, that in sixty years we are still going strong. Having little arguments about the remote for the TV, or who’s turn it is to get the papers from the corner shop down the road. We can just be us and feel young, by just walking down the street holding hands.
“How old is he?” the little old lady asks me.
“He’s two.” I reply.
It feels a little weird talking to strangers, but that’s country life for you, everyone knows everyone.
“He’s a credit to you, such an infectious laugh.” Her husband says.
“Thank you, hope you have a lovely day.” I say, truly meaning it.
I watch as they walk on by, waving to Charlie. My phone starts to ring I pull it out expecting to see Malc or Faith’s name on the screen, but I don’t, it’s an unknown number.
“Hello,” I say tentatively.
“Hello, can I speak to Mrs Petrov please?” The woman’s voice sounds a little formal.
“This is she, what’s this regarding please?”
“Hello this is Matron Diane calling from the accident and emergency department. Are you the guardian of Daria Gorev?”