by C. M. Steele
I was ready to stake her to the bed, with my cock that pressed into her heat, but I needed us naked. Pushing away from her tempting, luscious lips, I peppered kisses down to the hem of her little cotton panties. Using my teeth, I tugged the string until it untied. With my lips still at the top of the hem, I slid the panties down and kissed the top of her mound. Her heated desire was hitting me hard. Removing her clothes completely, I ran my hands up her thighs, that begged to be kissed. I couldn’t neglect her wet pussy that caught my eye. It was trimmed nice and short; like she was preparing for me. I parted her juicy pussy lips, watching her sticky honey drip down her onto my fingers.
I licked her fat lips. The taste sent a signal to my balls to get it together or I’d be done before we got started. Damn she was potent. It was like a sweet treat. I ran my tongue down her slit and back up until her clit peeked out at me. With a finger I stroked in and out, while my tongue teased her nub.
“Please, Li…am. Liam…oh my,” she moaned, panting and squirming with each flick of my tongue on her sensitive pussy.
I felt the first tingles of my orgasm travel up my spine. Going hard at her pussy, I came onto the carpet and my boxers. I growled into her sweet heat taking her into the first of several orgasms I planned to give her. She shook as I added a second finger into her pussy. I knew what I felt inside her and I was fucking ecstatic because if it wasn’t there I was going to have to gut some bastard. My kitty Kat was pure as fuck for the next few seconds before I took her virginity and left my baby.
I was surprised to find I was still hard as fuck. But then again, I shouldn’t have been. She was different than any woman I’d ever met. I wanted her like a crazy obsession. Using one hand, I slipped my boxers down and off. I wasn’t letting her pussy off the hook even though she collapsed on the bed with her pussy throbbing on my fingers.
“We’re not even done yet. I want to be in you until I fill you up with my seed.” She didn’t respond, but her pussy clenching on my fingers like a vise told me all I needed to know. She was hungry for more.
I stood up off the floor and kissed her hard as fuck. She grabbed hold of my arms, but I pulled back. I shook my head, she was going to make me come again, and I wasn’t going to fucking come again unless it was in her.
She pouted at me, which only made me harder. “Katrina, keep looking at me like that and you’re going to have a red ass to go with those pouty lips,” I warned her.
Her eyes widened in fear and intrigue. She wanted to be spanked. I was certain I’d spank her ass one day. There was no doubt about that. I was hot on fucking her every damn way possible.
Nudging her all the way onto the bed, I slid my hips in between hers, my cock resting on her tiny mound. “Say you want it, Katrina. Tell me you want me to fuck my kid into you, because that’s what I’ve got planned.”
“Please, Liam. Fuck me,” she pleaded like a fucking porn star. My cock jerked, some of my pre-cum splashing her belly. Pulling back, I lined up my cock with her entrance and slowly claimed her for myself. It took all I had to not drive into her like a wild beast after I felt her hymen tear. She whimpered, then bit her lip, and shit if that didn’t go straight to my sack. I wanted to empty into her and start all over again. Holding still, I felt her pussy trying to reject my entry, but I had a lifetime pass and I wanted to talk to the manager.
“Kat, your pussy is so fucking tight. It’s begging me to fuck it hard to open you up for me. Are you going to let me in or am I going to have to fight your pussy for dominance” I leaned down and took her mouth roughly, biting on her lower lip, and eliciting a cry of pain. Her walls relaxed enough for me to thrust my cock all the way into her.
“Ugh,” she grunted. Getting stuffed with my dick was a little too much for her slender frame, but she’d get used to it in time.
“Am I too deep, baby?”
“I’m full, but it feels so good. Ah,” she replied her eyes closing.
“Mine,” I growled and kissed her again before grinding my hips slowly into her heat. Like we were meant for each other, her body moved with mine, fitting perfectly as I stroked into her pussy. The bed began to rock with each deep thrust. I had to kiss her again. There was something that happened to me being inside her. A protective, deadly, territorial feeling overcame me. I wanted to punch Joe in the face for letting her slip into the system. I wanted that son of a bitch Killian dead three times over, and I wanted to spoil Kat beyond belief.
“I’ll protect you forever. I’ll never let you go or ever let you hurt again.”
“Oh, Liam. I love you,” she said.
“Say that shit again,” I demanded as I pulled to the edge of her pussy and rubbing the tip on her clit before pushing back in.
“I love you, Liam.”
“Fuck, Kitty Kat. I love you, too.” Our lips met again, this time a soft, soul capturing kiss that bonded us completely.
Kat ran her fingers along my biceps, feeling my flexed muscles as I ground into her. We both moaned when I took her hard, dark nipple into my mouth. Her pussy squeezed my cock hard, both of us coming at the same time. I felt myself emptying into her depths, sending a sense of completeness running through me. I collapsed to the side of her and wrapped her up in my embrace.
“Rest, my sweet Kat,” I muttered, falling asleep holding the most precious thing to me.
Chapter 15
Katrina
Being married to Liam has been amazing, but after one month and no word on Killian’s whereabouts, I was feeling extremely on edge. To top it all off, I hadn’t been out of the house since our wedding. It wasn’t just because of Liam’s overprotectiveness; it was because I was paranoid. I felt scared, but didn’t tell Liam because he was already losing his mind. We knew it would be only a matter of time for Killian to come back for me. He managed to make the ten most wanted list because they were able to link him to several other rapes and murders. With the information I provided the police, it filled in the gaps from the timeline and forced them to investigate the orphanage.
Fears crept into my head and I tried to get out of the house to go to the store when I saw a car like his drive by. It was an older woman, but I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. Nora and my father had been doing the shopping for me and keeping it a secret from Liam. Dad hated keeping the secret, but he knew that Liam was already on edge at the worksite.
My phone rang and I knew it was Liam. “Hello, handsome.”
“Hello, beautiful,” he responded. “How is your day?”
“It’s okay. I’ve been baking all day,” I admitted. He loved the treats, and I wanted to keep myself busy. I even managed to learn to make them from scratch.
“Cookies or brownies?” I heard the glee in his voice. He could be like a little boy.
“Both.”
“Damn woman, you’re going to turn me into a butterball.”
“Please, Liam, you spend your day working in the heat. You burn it all off.”
“True, but I want to have a talk when I get home.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Can’t I just want to talk to my wife?” I didn’t like that hint at something more.
“Of course. So no fooling around then?”
“Ha. I didn’t say that. Don’t go putting words in my mouth, woman.”
We hung up after a few I love you’s, and I wondered if he was on to me.
~~~~~
My phone rang an hour later and I thought he was calling me back, so I answered it without thinking. “Hello, handsome.”
“Hello, slut.” I gasped as I heard the voice on the other end of the line. How did he manage it?
“Leave me alone.”
“Not until you’re dead. I know where you live. It’s only a matter of time before I find a way in while your husband is at work.”
“You won’t get to me. I’ll stab you again, but this time I’ll do a better job.” I hit the end button shakily.
The phone rang again, but I couldn’t pick it up.
I was too scared it would be him. I ran to all the windows, closing the shades. I curled up in a corner with one of the knives from the chopping block and waited.
Chapter 16
Liam
Fuck. She wasn’t answering the phone. “Joe, I’ve got to go. Kat’s not answering the phone.”
“Maybe she’s napping.”
“No. I have to make sure she’s okay. I don’t feel right about it. Damn it.” I grabbed my keys and jumped in my truck, running all the way to it, forgetting my own rule about running in the supply yard.
As I pulled up to the house I saw all the shades and curtains closed. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Something wasn't right. I took my gun out of the glove compartment and crept up to my house. Unlocking the door, I turned off the security alarm. Nothing in the house seemed ransacked, so I called out her name. "Katrina."
She didn’t answer the first time. So I moved toward the kitchen where she was the last time I spoke to her.
Calling out her name again, I heard her whisper my name.
Bursting through the kitchen door, I saw her sitting in the corner with the largest knife we had in her hand.
"Katrina, is someone here?" I asked softly.
She just shook her head and I wanted to smash someone's face in. Something scared her. I knelt down by her and took the knife slowly from her hands. Setting it to the side, I tugged her into my arms.
"Baby, what happened?"
"He called," she stuttered.
"Who called?" I asked, already knowing who it had to be.
"Killian." The blood drained from my face as I thought about how close he'd gotten to her.
I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and called the cops.
Ten minutes later my house was surrounded by police.
"I need to go answer the door."
She nodded, so I left her in the corner. When I opened the door, it was the agents that spoke to us last week.
“Our men are going to search the property for anything that may make us believe that Killian actually came onto the property.” He looked down at Katrina and asked, “Is she okay? Does she need a doctor?”
“No,” she said, “Please help me up, Liam.” I got her to her feet and wrapped her up in my arms, holding and protecting her.
“Mrs. Harrison, are you able to tell us what he said?”
“He said he knew where I lived and it wouldn’t be long before he came after me.”
“Don’t worry, Katrina. I won’t let him touch you,” I promised, kissing her forehead.
“We’re going to set up extra surveillance and we’re going to need to tap into your phone. Right now we’ll pull the phone records, if you approve.”
“Please do whatever you have to. Privacy isn’t as important as finding this maniac,” I answered.
“Okay, the team will get to work.”
After they were done, Joe and Nora showed up, freaking out when I told them what happened.
It took hours of me cradling her tight for her to finally feel safe. “I won’t let him come for you,” I promised. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.
Chapter 17
Katrina
My safety was Liam’s priority. For the next two days, I was under twenty-four hour watch by the FBI, but with nothing happening they decided to just check in. It had been the weekend, so Liam was home anyway, but I still felt bad. We were supposed to go by his parents and he cancelled for both our safeties.
We were walking up the stairs to our bed when he said, “I’m taking you to work with me tomorrow.” I stopped at the landing and looked at him with an arched brow and my hands on my hips. This was getting crazy. I couldn’t disrupt his entire life.
“Liam, I’m scared, too, but do you think we need to go to extremes? We already missed your parents’ dinner party, and now I’ll be at the yard where I know you don’t want me to be.”
He grabbed my hand and walked up to our bedroom. His hands went straight to my blouse and lifted it above my head. “Of course I don’t want you there because it could be dangerous, and I have about ten men at the location at a time and I don’t want them eyeing you, but I need you close by until he’s caught.” I started to pout and I knew what that would get me. He gave me a crooked smile and shook his head slowly. Liam reached for his belt; unhurriedly but intently, he pulled it from the loops on his jeans. His eyes never left mine as he shoved jeans down. I couldn’t think anymore as I stared at the outline of his length.
“But…” I felt his eyes dare me to say another word, but I didn’t because I was too busy watching him unveil his huge cock from his boxers He turned me into a freak in the bed and all thoughts of anything else left my brain.
“Kat, there’s no arguing this. Please let’s go to bed,” he said, grabbing my ass then smacked it. I let out a moaning sigh of pleasure from the sting. “The agents are gone, so I finally get you all to myself.”
I looked up at him and challenged him. “Like that stopped you yesterday.”
“I can’t sleep without me inside you,” he admitted, pulling me to the bed, and sliding his strong, naked body down mine. His rough, strong, calloused hands ran along my soft belly and tugged my shorts down. His lips grazed my skin as he worked his way up licking and biting his way to my pussy. I knew what was coming and I eagerly pushed it in his face. I felt his nose press into my heat and heard him inhale.
“Sweet,” he mumbled into my mound before his tongue licked me from bottom to top, hitting my clit hard. He did this thing that had me jumping out of my skin in pleasurable sin. His teeth scraped gently against my clit before he flattened his tongue and licked it like an ice cream cone. I moaned and thrashed my legs around, my orgasm built like lightening when he did that.
I screamed his name as I grabbed his hair. “Liam.” I shook from my pussy outward, the sensation unbelievable.
He smiled up at me egotistically. Sucking on my lip, I thought he was fucking done, but he dropped his head back down. I tried to stop from giggling, but I was too far gone, so I greedily enjoyed his face destroying my pussy. It didn’t take long before I was coming on his lips.
The moment I collapsed on the bed, he flipped me over. The first spank was a stinger. I forgot about my pouting. “Shit,” he growled, “You pink so prettily.” Liam ran his tongue over the red mark on my ass and I wondered what he had planned for me. Was he feeling as dirty as I thought?
“Liam,” I whispered. It was a trigger for him. Anytime I said his name like that I could expect a beast coming to get his fragile prey. Turning my head, I saw that look in his eyes. “What are you up to?”
“I’m about to be all up in you, so on your elbows woman. Next time you pout at me, I might have to slip it in somewhere else.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Wife, are you challenging me? Because I would love to take up that one.”
“Maybe.”
“Okay, but lay down and be a good girl and we’ll see.” He reached between my thighs and I was sure felt the gush of juice all over his fingers.
I felt the tip rub against my pussy before he slid in me. Oh Lord, I felt so full that I leaned forward some more.
“Too full?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Good, baby. That’s what you get for making me so hard.”
He rocked his hips into mine, his pace picking up with each stroke. My pussy throbbed like I was about to come again. I didn’t think it would happen, but he grabbed hold of my tits and squeezed and that was all it took for me to come like a banshee, screaming his name.
“Fuck, your pussy is choking my cock, sweetheart.” He gripped my ass cheeks, parting them to get deeper in my pussy. “Damn this is a great sight. If you could see what I see. It’s so fucking sexy. My cock disappears into your heat.” He thumped harder into me; our heated, sweaty flesh slapped together.
“Uh,” I grunted as he pumped his cock into me.
“Push back,” he demanded, and when I did
I felt his thumb tease my ass. Liam pushed it in and it set us both off again. How the fuck was it possible that he made me come four times in one session? Wow.
“You are a God.”
“Nope, I’m just a lucky man married to a beauty. I don’t want anyone else worshipping me.” He placed kisses on my lower back and moved up into between my shoulder blades. I felt his love.
~~~~~
A week had gone by since the call with no other sightings or contact from Killian. I spent every day going to the yard with Liam for the next week. He even managed getting over all the men possibly looking at me. If it meant I was kept safe with more eyes on me the better.
The problem was the dust was getting to me. I didn't get a chance to tell Liam the news that day.
"Liam, I'm going to the café for a while. Do you want me to bring anything back for you?" I asked while he was working on a supply order.
"No, baby, but who's going with you?" He asked, looking up from the clipboard.
"My dad is going there for lunch,” I reminded him.
"Okay, but wait, I'll walk you over,” he said. I knew immediately that there was going to be no way he was going to take no for an answer.
“You know he could come after you to get at me, right?”
“I can handle myself. My priority is you.”
“Fine, but please be careful going back to the work yard.” He bent down and kissed me roughly before we left the yard with my father and Hank following along.
“You’re going, too?” I asked Hank. He was one of Liam’s best and strongest workers.
“Of course, can’t have the boss coming back on his own.”
Liam shook his head and we walked across the street. Suddenly I felt a sense of unease settle over me, and that’s when the car came flying out of nowhere. Liam threw us both out of the path, but he landed hard on the curb. My dad and Hank were still on the other side of the street having managed to get out of the car’s path.