Shane walked faster as Marc got closer to the couple.
“Go home, Olivia. Now,” Hayden snapped, his eyes on Marc the entire time.
“Hayden…”
“Now. I mean it.”
Livvie took several steps back, but didn’t retreat to the house. Instead, she remained watching as Hayden straightened to his full, imposing height and waited for Marc’s approach. Marc pushed his sleeves up as he came, his face set, the line of his mouth tight. When his glance fell once on Livvie, the look in his eyes made her take another step back.
“Your fight’s with me, Marc,” Hayden said, stepping into Livvie’s line of vision.
What happened next had Livvie screaming. Marc rushed at Hayden, fists ready to strike while Shane called out to him to stop as he broke into a run to break up the fight. Although Marc threw the first punch, Hayden struck back, the force of his hit knocking Marc off balance. But not for long enough, because he came back, fury radiating from him as he pummeled Hayden.
Hayden defended himself, but beside that one strike, he didn’t hit again. When Shane reached them, the two managed, in time, to overpower Marc, but not before he managed another hit into Shane’s jaw.
Two more men rounded the corner and rushed to help. Livvie watched as three of them dragged Marc from the scene while another one attended to Hayden’s bloodied face.
“I’m all right, leave it,” she heard him say as she approached.
“You’re hurt!” Livvie called out, running the last few steps to him.
Hayden dismissed the other man, who was some sort of medic, Livvie imagined, and turned his glance to her.
“I expect my orders to be obeyed, am I clear, Olivia?”
She was taken aback, not expecting that.
“I…”
“You disobeyed a direct order. You could have been hurt.”
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I just…”
Hayden took her by the arm and dragged her into the hangar, which was now deserted. They walked past three of the aircraft and into the office in the back where he closed and locked the door behind them.
“I should punish you,” he said.
She stared.
“But I don’t want to do it when I’m angry.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t want to leave you alone. I didn’t want you to get hurt because of me, Hayden. If you want to spank me for that, then go ahead.”
Her heart was already beating a mile a minute. She didn’t want to be spanked, not because she was in trouble. His specific form of discipline hurt.
“Come here,” he said, gathering her in his arms and holding her to him. “Next time I will spank you.”
“Ok,” she said.
“Besides,” he held her at arm’s length, “there’s something else I’d like to do to you now.”
His eyes had gone darker, like they did when he was aroused and she knew exactly what he meant.
“Take your pants and panties down and bend over the desk.”
She reached for the button of her jeans and pulled them and her panties to mid-thigh. Hayden rummaged through the drawers as she leaned over the desk, resting on her elbows, and watched. When he found what he was looking for, which was a tube of hand lotion from the look of it, he came to stand behind her. He set the tube down on the desk next to her and gripped her jeans.
“Around your ankles,” he said, roughly pulling everything down.
Her pussy was wet with anticipation and his rough treatment of her just seemed to make it more so.
He stood behind her and pushed her legs as far as they would go. She heard his zipper, but didn’t turn back. His hands then closed over her buttocks, kneading them, spreading them open. “Let’s take this out,” he said.
She immediately felt his hands on the base of the plug and instinctually tensed.
“If you push while I pull, it will go easier,” he instructed. “Push, Livvie.”
She did and the plug slid out more easily than she imagined it would. She tensed again when he picked up the tube of lotion.
“Pretty,” he said. “So pretty.” One large hand rested on her buttock, keeping her spread.
She turned to look over her shoulder then to find him coating his cock with the stuff—his very big, very thick cock.
“Hayden…” she began, not sure she’d be able to take him, all of him, inside her.
“Shh,” he said, closing his other hand over her other cheek. “You’re ready for me, Livvie. You’re ready for me to fuck your ass.”
She fisted her hands when she felt the bulging head of his cock enter her. “Hayden,” she started again. “I can’t.”
“You can and you will,” he said, pressing in farther, probing where the plug had prepared her passage. “Push against me, Livvie.” One of his hands went underneath her to rub her clit while he held her open with the other, making small movements, but penetrating deeper with each one. “You’re tight,” he said. “Warm and snug around my cock.”
She found herself thrusting her hips back as he massaged her swollen clit, liking the feel of her ass being filled by his cock, the sensation just straddling the line between pleasure and pain. “It burns,” she said softly and he slowed, giving her body time to adjust to his cock.
“I’m about half-way, Livvie. Give it to me. Open for me.”
He pulled out and pushed back in several times, his movements slow and gentle, but unyielding at the same time. He would take her, take every inch he needed, and she knew once he was fully seated, he’d fuck her hard. There was pain, but lust rivaled that pain, making her want him to go deeper, to take her, to fuck her, and to own her.
“That’s it, good girl, keep pushing, I’m almost there,” he coaxed, his voice low and deep and hungry.
She laid the side of her face flat on the table and lifted her hips higher to accommodate him, relaxing her muscles to make space for his thickening cock while he rubbed and pulled at her clit, bringing her to the edge of orgasm.
“I’m going to come,” she said, closing her eyes.
“Not yet. Hold on.”
“I can’t.” With that, her first orgasm shook her and as her muscles clamped down around his cock, he slapped her ass hard once, twice, three times.
“I told you not to come,” he said.
She could only moan, thrusting her hips back into him as she came back down, feeling soft, open, sexy.
“More,” she said. “Fuck me. Fuck me now.”
“You are a little slut,” he said, and she could feel his belly against her buttocks. “I’m in, Livvie. My cock is deep inside your ass.”
“Mmm…fuck me, please. Hard, Hayden. I want you to fuck my ass hard.”
“Hold on, girl,” he said, gripping both her hips and drawing slowly out. Without warning, he thrust in hard, making her call out and grip either end of the desk.
“Oh….Yes.” Pain and pleasure—it was almost too much to process.
“Are you coming again, Livvie?” he asked, slapping her ass as he fucked her, driving in hard and deep while she convulsed from a wicked orgasm. “You like having me fuck your ass?”
“Yes,” she moaned, pressing her forehead into the desk.
His thrusts became shorter, quicker, more violent, and she felt him shudder behind her as his cock throbbed and released, filling her as he pushed one final time and rested there, a low, guttural sound coming from his chest.
When they were finished, he pulled her to straighten with his cock still lodged inside her. She leaned into him and his fingers once again found her clit.
“No. No more, I can’t take any more.”
He exhaled a smile in her ear as she again clamped down around his cock, his fingers pushing her over the edge one last time.
Chapter Ten
It was after dinner one evening when Jenna and Livvie sat on the couch sewing makeshift stuffed animals. Jenna had gathered the materials to make one for her baby and Livvie had wanted to make one for Sarah. Hayden and Shane were at
the hangar—late again. They planned to attack Magnus One within a few weeks and still had a lot to do to meet that target.
“I have to find a way to get my sister out of there,” Livvie said.
“Have you talked to Hayden? He can help, Livvie. He’s the only one who can.”
“I’ve tried, but he’s been so busy and, to be honest, I think he’s avoiding the topic because he can’t help and doesn’t want to tell me no.”
Jenna reached out to touch her hand. “I’m sorry, hon.”
“I’m not going to just let her die,” Livvie said, her eyes filling with tears as she looked at Jenna’s kind face. She was nearing the end of her pregnancy and her belly had swollen to unbelievable proportions, considering that Jenna was about Livvie’s size prior to the baby. Her face had changed a little and she seemed to constantly be out of breath. She no longer worked the kitchen and would likely not return until the baby was old enough to go to school. Livvie liked Jenna very much. She imagined that outside of Magnus One, her relationship with her sister would be similar to her relationship with Jenna. That thought caused her stomach to tighten even more.
“Ow,” Jenna said, dropping her bear.
“Did you prick your finger?” Livvie asked, looking at the small drop of blood on the tip of Jenna’s finger.
Jenna leaned forward and clutched her belly, rocking a little. She moaned.
“Jenna?” Livvie asked, coming around to put her arm over Jenna’s shoulder. “Jenna, what is it? Are you ok?”
It took a few moments and Jenna gripped Livvie’s hand, squeezing it tight, before she straightened.
“It’s ok. The baby’s coming. I’ve been having contractions all day, but not one like that one.” She rose to her feet, but remained slightly bent, clutching her belly with one hand, Livvie with the other.
“Sit back down, Jenna. I’ll run and get Shane.”
Jenna made a pained noise, but nodded and did what Livvie said. “I wanted to be finished with my bear,” she said as Livvie opened the front door.
“It’s ok, I’ll be back in a minute. I’ll finish it for you.”
Livvie ran down the dark road and made her way to Main Street. There were only a few people still out and one of them was Jayne from the school.
“Livvie?” she called out, stopping her. “What is it?” she asked.
Livvie looked at Jayne, seeing real concern in the older woman’s eyes for the first time. “It’s Jenna,” she said. “I have to get Shane; she’s having her baby.”
“Where is she?” Jayne asked very calmly.
“At my house. I told her to wait there.”
“Ok, I’ll get the doctor over there and run up myself.”
Livvie nodded her head, but her face must have shown her worry. Jayne squeezed her once before letting her go. “It will be fine, Livvie. Just go get Shane; the baby won’t come that fast.”
“Thanks.”
* * *
Shane, Hayden, and Livvie returned to the house to find Jenna lying on the couch with the doctor and Jayne huddled over her.
“Jenna!” Shane called out, rushing to her side.
“It’s ok,” Jenna said. “Just the baby’s coming a little sooner…” She squeezed her eyes shut and stopped talking for a few moments while Livvie watched in horror.
Hayden took hold of her hand. “It’s ok, it’s just a contraction.”
“Can’t they give her something for the pain?” she asked.
Jenna smiled again. “He’s coming sooner than we thought.”
Shane slipped onto the couch next to her and gathered her into his arms.
“We can’t move her anymore, she’s too close,” the doctor said. “Let’s get some clean sheets and make her as comfortable as we can. Jayne, I’m going to need your help so go wash up.”
Jenna’s small groan of pain was all Livvie could hear though.
“Livvie,” Hayden said, forcing her to turn and look at him. “If you want to go for a walk or something, you can.”
No, that wasn’t what she wanted to do at all. Her friend needed her. “No, I want to help. What can I do?” she asked.
* * *
About two hours later, Jenna held the small bundle to her breast. The doctor and Jayne left and Hayden gathered some of their things in an overnight bag.
“Do you want to hold her?” Jenna asked.
Livvie sat on the coffee table. “Um, no, I’d better wait until she’s a little bigger. What’s her name, anyway?”
“Anna,” Jenna said.
“Pretty.”
“You ready to go?” Hayden asked, dropping the bag by the front door. They were going to spend the next few nights at Shane and Jenna’s house until Jenna healed. The doctor would come back in a few hours to check on them and Hayden had wanted to give the new parents some privacy.
“Come back tomorrow after work, will you?” Jenna asked.
“Ok,” she said. “I will.”
She and Hayden left and walked the few blocks to Jenna and Shane’s house.
“You were very brave,” Hayden said to her as they went into the house.
“I don’t know if I can ever do that,” she said. She was still a little shell-shocked by what she’d seen.
“You can, you’ll be a great mom.”
She looked at him, realizing she’d not considered that possibility even for one moment. “Me?”
“One day, why not? Don’t you want to have babies?” he asked. “I’ve seen you with little Sarah; her mom’s even mentioned to me how much Sarah talks about you at home. And Jayne’s been very pleased with how the children react to you.”
“Me?” she asked again.
He laughed and hugged her to him. “Oh, Livvie! Come upstairs, let’s go to bed.”
She followed him, but her mind went immediately back to Katie. Her need to save her sister grew even greater, if that was possible. She looked at Hayden as he undressed and slipped beneath the covers.
“Hayden?” she asked when he turned the light out.
“Yes?” It was so dark she couldn’t even see his face.
“When will you attack the cities?”
“Soon. Within two weeks.”
* * *
Livvie didn’t sleep that night. Too much had been happening and tonight, seeing Jenna with her newborn baby, had been the final straw. She’d been worrying about her sister for weeks now and although she fully believed that the resistance fighters were the good guys, she wasn’t willing to call her sister collateral damage just yet. She needed to find a way to get back to her before the attacks took place. There was no other option.
The next day was slow at school; a few kids were out sick. Jayne came to their classroom at about half past three.
“You did great last night, Olivia,” she said to her. Something had shifted between them; Livvie could feel that the woman trusted her now.
“Thanks, Jayne,” she said, feeling warmer toward her. “I’d never seen anything like that.”
Jayne smiled. “I imagine not,” she said. “You were wonderful though.”
Livvie smiled back.
“I actually came to see if you wanted to head out early. With the number of kids out today, you are free to go, if you like.”
“Really?” Livvie asked, her brain working.
“Yes,” Jayne answered.
“Ok, thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess,” she said. Jayne walked out and Livvie put away the things she was working with before heading out the door.
Once outside, she stood still, looking around for a moment. Her life was different, so different, than it had been less than two months ago. She thought of that old life and of her sister. She missed Katie more than she could explain with words. And she wondered what was happening to her now. She couldn’t put aside the feeling she had, the weight in her stomach telling her things weren’t going to go well with Katie. Wondering if she was already too late to save her twin sister.
In the time she’d spent at the ca
mp, she’d not gotten sick once as she thought she would. As she’d been told she would. The people she was meeting were kind and in Jenna, she’d found a best friend. Jenna was probably one of the warmest people she’d ever met.
She headed toward Shane and Jenna’s house where the street was empty and quiet, as it always was. The sky was darkening a little; it wasn’t as blue as it usually was. A storm was coming in. She looked at the front door of the house, even had her key ready to insert into the lock when she decided. She pocketed the key and turned around, picking up speed before she could change her mind.
This was her opportunity. There wasn’t going to be a better time.
Mentally, she ticked off all the people she’d be leaving behind here. But if she could just get her sister and come back to the camp, they would forgive her. They’d have to. They’d have to understand she couldn’t leave Katie behind.
And she couldn’t afford to be afraid any longer. Her sister needed her and she knew Hayden wouldn’t allow her to go back; the risk was too great. She could understand it in a way, but it didn’t change the fact that she needed to get to her sister.
She headed down the road and toward the river.
* * *
“I’ll wait out the storm here,” Shane said into the phone.
“Relax and spend some time with Jenna and the baby. Don’t worry about coming back in now,” Hayden said, looking at his watch. He had other plans anyway. “I’ll see you later.”
They hung up just as the first strike of lightning lit up the darkening sky in the distance. Hayden counted the time between the flash and the sound of the strike. He had a few minutes before the storm hit town, just enough time to get home. He thought of Livvie. She’d come so far since she’d first gotten here. She seemed to be adjusting and had made a best friend of Jenna. People were coming around and beginning to trust her. Having her work at the school had been a good move. Not to mention how she was coming along in the bedroom. She was insatiable and although it still shamed her to no end when he fucked her, it didn’t take much to coax her into trying new things and asking for more. He smiled and was about to walk out the door when a small beeping sound changed his expression. He looked down at his wrist where a blinking red light told him Olivia was out of school and heading in a direction opposite Shane and Jenna’s house.
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