THE STRAGGLERS Book 2 OWN

by Misha Anderson

  Maggie drags her mouth through my chest and I gasp.

  “Really silly dream, I would never be afraid of you, my bad wolf.”

  I freeze and ask her to repeat it.

  “What did you called me, baby?”

  “My bad wold and I’m you little red riding hood, your scared little girl, with her basket full of treats, ready to be devoured.”

  Only Maggie makes me laugh in a situation like this, ah! If she could ever imagine that I really am a wolf and bad, she would never say something like that, but her silly words get me really horny to know that she’s mine little girl, my prey, soft, delicious, just remembering the delicious feeling I had when I bit her, to claim her as my female, while we were making love, I get hard, remembering the taste of Maggie’s scratched hand in my mouth makes me hard.

  “Well, well, bad wolf, what we have here?”

  She rubs her vulva on my penis harder and harder, and I lock my jaw, trying to resist and enjoy the most of my girl’s attack.

  Maggie lowers her soft little hand and grabs my cock, while she sucks my lips with gusto.

  “Pierced, with this provoking piercing, huge, thick, hard and all mine.”

  One of the things I love in Maggie is how much of a teaser she is, sorceress, how she instigates me in sex, no modesty, so mine, so open, I had an infinity of women, but none made me feel what Maggie does, she awakens my most primitive side, I feel really masculine having her in my arms, mounted on me, just like she’s now. Her golden brown skin I love so much, my piece of cinnamon, my exact and perfect dose of cappuccino, with her plump lips between her little teeth, her brown eyes on fire, she’s pure dynamite, my baby, my Maggie. I catch myself saying it out loud:

  “My Maggie.”

  She nibbles my mouth and whispers stuck to me:

  “Yours, only yours, Big Guy.”

  “Will you one day accept becoming Mrs. Vaugh?”

  She smiles and answers:

  “Maybe one day.”

  Of course not, where did I get an stupidity like this? She was engaged to a Senator, an estimable guy, rich, that could had given her a princess life, most certainly that guy never put a dose of alcohol in his mouth, never hit rock bottom, he never lost, specially he’s not a lycan, a hidden wolf in a fakery normal life. That’s the kind of guy that pretty girls like baby get married to, they fuck me, with me it’s just fun, when it’s time to get married, to get their lives together, they marry perfect, normal guys.

  A bitter taste of jealousy and nonconformism takes over my mouth and I get up, making her scared and surprised.

  “What’s up with you, Hunt?”

  “Nothing, just not in the mood.”

  Maggie gets up and gets dressed, I don’t say a thing, I’m bitter for wanting something I know I can’t have, for fooling myself that her father and Fred won’t win, even knowing that’s all a fantasy, a dream, when she faces my ugliest side, the darkest one, she’ll leave, and who will marry a weird guy like me, who will be the crazy person to accept marring a wild bloody dog like me?

  Sooner or later she’ll be out, just like all of them did!!!

  She turns me to face her and stares at me with her hand on her hip.

  “Why are you pushing me away from you? I thought you loved me, Hunter.”

  Before I can answer, she leaves me alone with my angst and my messy thoughts.

  I take the fact that I can’t sleep and go organize somethings in the bar, I get ready portions of beef, fried chicken and other snacks for tonight and before leaving Lupita finds me alone on the pool table, thinking about how I made Maggie mine! Beautiful with her legs wide open on the soft and green felt.

  “What’s up, Hunt, what happened to you to get here so early?”

  “I slept here.”

  He disguise it, looking at my sad face she’s right on the mark.

  “You had a fight with your baby, didn’t you?”

  “More or less something like that, it would be better to get out of here, hit the road again?”

  “Running from what, Hunt? What you feel for her will accompany you everywhere, or you doubt that? Are you afraid of getting involved even more?”

  I nod and she hugs me by the waist, provoking me.

  “It’s done, Vaugh, that woman has got you, partner! Now what you have to do is be good boy, accept your leash and admit you love her, that simple, Hunter.”

  I don’t know if I’m frustrated about the end of my night with Maggie, but I’m really sharp at practice today, flying on the octagon, today I was hard with the kid I’m train with, even Gary asked me to take it down a little, as soon as practice was over, Calvin looked for me to hand me the check from my last fight and the amount was bigger then I thought. Happy, he told me we had a fight in fifteen days with Travis, El Loco, I accept it and say good-bye to Gary and Calvin. Like an idiot I catch myself going by Maggie’s clinic and I go home to forget a little about this swirl of shit that’s on my mind.

  I have lunch with Connor and Adam, Kay will only be home later, Connor makes fun of Adam, telling me the news.

  “Hunt, he... he... heard about the l... last one? Da... Da... Damy boy wants to wa... wa... wants to get to the se... serious team, he’s go... going to ask the hand of... of his little bunny... in... in marriage.

  I laugh hitting my fist on the table and Adam is redder than pepper, he seems nervous, he then ask me worried:

  “Should I, do you think she’ll accept, Hunter?”

  I hug Adam and calm him.

  “I think so, old man, she loves you, Damy.”

  Connor hits his fists on the table and me too, singing like two jerks to provoke Adam.

  “Damy boy is getting married, Damy boy is getting married!!!”

  He gets up to get a bottle of beer for each of us and yells, laughing like an idiot.

  “Fuck both of you, that’s right, I’m freaking happy! If she accepts me I’ll be the happiest guy in the world.”

  My sister-in-law Samantha found out recently that the Vaugh’s family is a pack of lycans, and in the worst way, when we almost lost Kayden because of a poison arrow, he was really bad, things were out of control and Adam spend two days in fur, keeping guard over the ranch like a raving beast. After the inicial shock and some problems Damy made them both go through, because of his own stubbornness, she kept by his side, accepting it better then we expected, I admire a great woman, my sister-in-law, perfect for a dignified guy, as special as Adam, I hope she will accept marrying Damy.

  As I dream Maggie would accept the wolf in me one day and not run afraid like she tried to escape from me in my nightmare.

  Tonight at The Sickle is clubbing night, sticky and unhappy ballads, it had to be today that I’m feeling shitty because of my fight with Maggie.

  The bar is crowded, there are non stop orders in the kitchen, pounds and pounds of file a la Hunter going to the crowded tables.

  So many people around, a crowd of women and I still recognize her, and my heart freezes as she walks in my bar.

  Wearing the same white dress I saw her for the first time and was enchanted, walking like a defenseless bee around her flower.

  Enchanted, hypnotized, hostage of her naughty girl look, I never had a chance of resisting this woman.

  Maggie passed me by and glances at me, walking slowly, parading her wavy hips in front of me.

  And I, like a fool follow her walking to the jukebox. She puts on a quarter and picks a song, she’s bending a little more then I would like to and I see a group of bikers salivate over a huge piece of her thigh that is escaping the dress, I say louder then I would like, so they can hear me.

  “Watch it where you are look at, she’s fucking mine!!!”

  Take my Breath Away is playing and she comes towards me to the dance floor, calling me with her finger.

  I take off my apron without taking my eyes off of her, I clean my hands on my jeans and jump over the counter following her fingers and her red lips that are as attractive to me like as a mer
maid singing.

  I put my arms around her waist and bring her soft body to mine, close to me, ah! It’s so good to have her like that in my arms, comfortable, warm, foxy, my baby.

  We slide through the dance floor and Lupita like a good friend, turns the lights off and turns on the luminous globes on the sides, there’s no one around us.

  Just the melody of the song, my love wrapped around me and the sweet taste of the moment.

  Through the hourglass I saw you

  In time you slipped away

  When the mirror crashed I called you

  And turned to hear you say

  If only for today

  I am unafraid

  Take my breath away

  My love

  Take my breath away

  My love, take my breath away

  My love

  You love

  Take my breath away

  I keep Maggie even tighter and I say it so she’ll know.

  “Only you take my breath away, baby, you drive me crazy, forgive me if I was a fool.”

  She shuts me up putting a finger on my lips, taking something from her pocket.

  “When it’s the right time, it will be my pleasure to be Mrs. Vaugh. You should know that you own my heart, I’m not complete without you, Big Guy.”

  Maggie puts a necklace around my neck with a pendant that is half of a heart, and shows me her necklace around her neck just like mine Pointing at my necklace and hers, she melts me by saying:

  “My heart is with you, just like yours is with me, I love you Hunter, don’t let anything and no one come between us.”

  Like a fool my eyes are full of tears, I kiss my baby with all my passion and promise her.

  “I promise, nothing and no one will be strong enough to separate you from me, my heart is all yours, baby, I love you very much, Maggie.”

  Without anyone seeing us leave, we got out through the back door and she got on my bike, hugging me from behind till we got to her house.

  The door was barely closed, Maggie took off my clothes and hers, both of us in a sea of hands, sighs and moans.

  And after we torture each other and gave in so much cuddling and kissing, her mouth on my mouth, her breast on my hands, our sex wet and throbbing, once again, another night I made her mine, making her cum buried in her soft flesh, in her divine body, all mine. It doesn’t matter now if I’m the right and perfect guy to this woman right and perfect woman, she loves me and I love her more than anything in this life.

  Even being a fighter, a man, a male full of flaws.

  She is my girl, my little naughty girl and I’m being her bad wolf, in love and at the merci of her desires.

  CHAPTER 9

  MAGGIE

  Cold sweat runs down my body, I toss and turn on bed and I don’t have the strength to get out of the nightmare. I can’t say if what’s going on is my mind fantasy or if I really lived all that, there an infinity of blanks in my mind to be filled, the image is always the same, my mother arguing with my father at the library, their are in a heated conversation and they can’t see me.

  Dad yells at mom, he has papers in his hands, insisting on her to sign them, but she resists saying:

  “You can’t fool me anymore, Geffrey, how could you be such a villain?”

  “Lucila! Let’s finish this ridiculous argument, I’m your husband, you are sick, what the hell you want?”

  Mom, sick?! Then that’s why she’s always in her bedroom, lying on bed, mom is sick, what will happen to me?

  “Manfred is my lawyer, I have guided him of how he should act after I’m gone.”

  Where is mom going? If mom is leaving this house I want to go with her, dad is never with me, he’s never home, he only argues with me and makes demands: “Maggie, you are a Hanks, close your mouth when you’re eating!”, “We are one of the most influent families in this county, behave yourself as such!”, “Maggie, you look like a boy, why you embarrass me so much?”

  I won’t stay with dad, no way, I’m going where mom is going!!!

  Mom is still defying dad.

  “Manfred is going to take care Maggie’s assets, don’t you dare put your dirty hands on my daughter’s land.”

  A slap, a smacking sound, on her face and then another, a dry sound, that reverberates in the environment, a dead silence take over the space, nor mom nor dad say a word, they stare at each other, like two enemies, in front of each other, I see mom breathing panting, with difficulty to breath, her lips are shaking, from where I’m hiding on a little corner by the door, I can see, I only see her, but she doesn’t see me. A single tear runs down her face, she turns to dad and confronts him.

  “I hope this slap satisfies you, because you won’t catch me dead signing those papers, it’s really good to leave knowing the real face of the man I married.”

  Dad puts his hand on his head and asks for forgiveness in a low voice, mom gets out of the library, I run down the hall so she can’t see me, I get up the stairs taking two steps at a time and hide in my bedroom with my heart beating really fast.

  Dad hurt mom, dad is bad...

  Then I recall a really green field, with my body covered in sweat and a bothering feeling that all images and sounds are not connected from past memories, they are some kind of déjà vu. I’ll have to go to New York talk to Manfred personally, I need to acquaint myself with my inheritance, make my mother’s wishes and take care of what’s it’s mine and above all, understand the reason of why my parents fought so much over my inheritance, what’s behind all that? That’s what I need to find out.

  I’m late at the clinic after taking longer than I should have in the shower, I get in Pet Save on automatic mode, still moved by my shitty nightmares that always ruins my nights and as soon as I get in the reception, Tiffany greets me with the widest smile on her face.

  It’s it someone’s birthday and I’ve forgotten it?

  “Maggie, something arrived for you!”

  I enter my office and there’s a huge basket waiting for me, with my favorite treats: chocolate, strawberries, whipped cream, champagne, a heart and a huge stuffed black dog.

  I get the stuffed dog, so cute, and suddenly I remember that huge black wolf I operated on comes back to my mind, I don’t know why a little docile animal like this brought memories of such a wild beast like that, but the thing is that that superb animal marked me for life, ah! That’s it.

  I wake up from my reverie and open the basket, I have a guess from whom this present is, I find the ar and my doubt turns into certainty.

  With well written letters, is written:

  A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose... I could write this a hundred times, just like the poet Gertrude Stein did, but because I’m much more original I prefer to say it with no modesty and repeatedly: I love you I love you I love you I love you... Your Hunter.

  Ah! Big Guy, what I’ll do with you, eh???!!!

  Why do you always have to be so complicated, so jealous, so intense... and so hot?!

  Send a return message? No! Today I want to suffer a little, even though I know I’ll spend the entire day really horny to hear that hoarse and soft voice Hunter has, so, I decide to call and thank my Big Guy the present I got.

  “Hi.”

  “Hi, baby.”

  Ah! God, that hoarse voice right in the morning is torture!!

  “I loved the present, the little dog will be on my bed, every time I miss you, I’ll hug it and think of you. I love you, Big Guy.”

  “I love you too, baby, I know is last minute, and you have your appointments at the clinic, but I really wanted you to come with me some place.”

  Go with him? Where? I’m curious.

  “Go with you where, when?”

  I heard Hunter speaking with Gary.

  “Give me a minute Gary, I’m on my break, do you want to kill me in practice?”

  Gary answered:

  “Are you going to keep drooling on Maggie? C’mon, we have a lot of work to do, it’s not easy, Sickle
.”

  “Don’t listen to Gary, Maggie, I want you to come with me in my next fight, it will be in New York in a week. I’ll be in New York for three days, would you like to come with me?”

  Wow! That caught me by surprise, I really have appointments at the clinic, but which day I don’t have? Thank God Pet Sabe has lots of clients and there’s no lack of work. But I’ll ask Tiffany to adjust my schedule next week and try to go with Hunter to New York, he’s getting back fighting and I want to support him on that important moment.

  “I’ll talk to Tiffany to adjust my schedule, if she is able to organize my appointments next week, I’ll be able to go to New York with you.”

  Hunter was pleased to know I want to go to New York with him.

  “That will be wonderful, Maggie, will I see you later?”

  I have plans for later, I decide to change a bit our routine.

  “You don’t have to come to the clinic, go to my house around 9pm, I have a little surprise for you.”

  I let the door unlocked, Hunter knocked calling me twice and by knocking at the door he must have realized it was unlocked and he entered.

  That’s exactly what I want...

  HUNTER

  I spent the entire morning thinking of Maggie, today it was a hard practice, I’m still a bit rusty after my suspension and my next fight it will be really hard. but every one in a while there were flashes in my mind, naughty flashes that kept me lit as fuck the entire day!

  Ah! God, what’s happening to me, this woman will end up killing me...

  I lie on the wooden bench of the locker room, I took off my shirt that was completely stuck to my sweat body, I already got rid off the shorts that are tight on my thighs, I’m lying on my back on the wooden bench and I smile looking at Maggie photo I took when she was in bed, there’s nothing obscene about it, it’s just her face, we had just finishing making love and she stares at the camera with those brown eyes still hot and infatuated from pleasure, her red and plump lips open in a careless smile, she’s the image of feminine pleasure, ecstasy, her short little hair gives her the air of a naughty girl and I love how her naughty look makes me horny.