THE STRAGGLERS Book 2 OWN

by Misha Anderson

  “I love you too, lock the bathroom, you’re sweaty the way I like it, make love to me, Big Guy.”

  I squeeze her ass and keep walking ignoring people around us.

  “Anything my princess wants.”

  I go to the locker room bathroom with Maggie on my lap, ready to love her the way he deserves and needs.

  CHAPTER 13

  HUNTER

  I enter the bathroom and lock the door, now there’s only Maggie and me, she’s broken, devastated because of the fight she just had with her father. Just by thinking of the problems this man can cause me, I already feel my body trembling in anger. And if he tells Maggie about me? I’m going to lose her when she finds out I’m a monster, like that miserable man said: ‘a freak’, a squeeze her tighter in my arms, the fear of losing her makes me even more possessive.

  With eyes still full of tears, she avoids looking at me. I hold her by her ass, keeping her tight on my lap, I go to a metal bench and sit to take a cold shower. Maggie motions to get out of my lap and I stop her.

  “No, baby, stay where you are.”

  “But, Hunt...”

  I drag my hand through her bangs and her soft cheek, holding her against me.

  “Shhh! It’s not only you who is feeling shitty, Maggie, I’m also at the edge, touching your skin brings me peace. Let me touch you!”

  Maggie closes her eyes and my big and clumsy hands run over her eyebrows, her eyes, her prominent jaw and her little ears.

  Her soft lips opened just a bit and I dive two fingers inside her plump mouth, she shyly sucks them, with no hesitation.

  I imagine my sex entering inch by inch between her hot lips, filling her mouth with her erection, rubbing my piercing on her magic tongue.

  A low moan comes out of her throat, I suspend her a bit on my lap and slide down my sweat underwear and shorts down my legs.

  “I’m sweaty, you don’t want...”

  “No, I want you like this, sweaty and hot, now, Big Guy.”

  I took off her dress and her cappuccino colored skin invites me to taste her. And it’s exactly what I do... I start nibbling her ears and her feminine neck. I lower my mouth to her clavicle and her little dark nipples already sensible fit perfectly in my hungry mouth. I suck her nipples hard and Maggie bends her back with her eyes closed. I wanted to prepare her more, make her more excited, but hungry and fear is waiting for me, it makes me hurry, I’m dying to penetrate her body.

  I need her, I need her hot skin rubbing on mine, to feel her heat and her little and delicate vagina pulsing around my cock. I can’t wait longer, I need, I need... I pull her panties to the side and hold the base of my penis, invading her little by little, advancing slowly, till I’m all inside my baby.

  Maggie bites her lips and opens her lips on my first thrust, our stuck bodies move together, in perfect synchrony that only lovers know how to do. She shimmies her hips, empaled in me, rubbing her clitoris searching her pleasure.

  And in this insane come and go, panting, moaning, we came together. I hug my girl’s back and resit getting out of her body. I touch my sweaty forehead in hers and say the fife little words, my desire since I had her in my arms for the first time.

  “Maggie, will you marry me?”

  Surprised and scared she looks at me, my heart is pounding, uncontrolled, as I face reality in front of me.

  What I’m thinking by dreaming so loud? Why did I have to ask a stupid thing like this? My hands sweat and my mouth gets dry by the bitter taste of rejection. I close my eyes not to see her, I don’t want to see her pitiful look of embarrassment in telling me ’no’.

  Of course she doesn’t want to marry a MMA fighter, a ex-alcoholic who has nowhere to fall down dead. Fuck! Her father is senator in California, she ex-fiancé fucked up ‘posh’ guy, with hair gel, richer than Croesus.

  And I, what I have got? A bar in the end of the world in Portland? Some savings in the bank that by a lucky chance I didn’t blew on whiskey? Three son of a bitches of brothers that don’t give me a break?

  Without me even realizing, I start to stutter and blinking, nervous as fuck, trying to justify the crazy thing I just did.

  “I’ll understand if you don’t want it, geez, you are a beautiful woman, a successful veterinarian and Ii’m still getting up after the fall of my suspension from UFC, but I wanted you to feel comfortable to tell me if you don’t want, I don’t even know where you were with your head that I asked you a fucked up thing like this, we still have to get to know each other better...”

  “Shhh, I do.”

  I stared at her in silence, asking next:

  “Huh?”

  “I said I accept it, Hunter.”

  “Yeah, you do?”

  She stares me smiling, why in hell is Maggie laughing? Is she laughing at me?

  “Yes, Big Guy, I do.”

  I scratch my head and raise my thumb to my mouth, bitting my nail.

  “You dou, like something you’ll think about doing in the future, when you’re feeling safer with me ou like I do, I really do, when I want it?”

  “Like when you want it, do you understand it now?”

  WHAT THE FUCK!!! I WANT TO SCREAM IN JOY!!!

  “Damn it, baby, you want to kill me saying something like that.”

  Maggie held my face and kissed me slow, wow! Her mouth will be mine, the little whiskey colored eyes, the naughty girl smile. All of her... All mine, she pulls my lips between her little teeth, making fun of me.

  “But I want to get married with everything I’m entitled to, really everything, I want an engagement lunch with your brothers and a ring right here, right on my finger, understand, Big Guy?”

  I get her on my arms and she screams laughing, when I carry her to the shower and cold water hit us both.

  “Sure, sure, you’ll have everything the way you want.”

  I think about Maggie’s father and a shiver takes over my body, before he attacks me, I’m going to find out what’s his real interest in Maggie’s inheritance. Like in a boxing match, I’m going to watch his movements and find a perfect opportunity to finish him once and for all, by knock out. I’ll have to find the courage to reveal to Maggie, that’s the only way that making Geffrey losing his trump card.

  Not him,nor anybody will take Maggie away from me.

  CHAPTER 14

  MAGGIE

  I called Manfred wanting to know about the financial transactions, a detailed report on my properties and the documentation from the land I inherited from my mother. After almost a week waiting for him to gather everything, finally he faxed me the paper work I asked for.

  I made two sandwiches with some rare steak I had in the fridge and calmly sat in the kitchen to enjoy my afternoon snack, when I hear the sound of the living room door opening and Hunter enters taking off his beaten boots. He throws me a kiss and takes the beaten boots straight to the laundry room.

  Since last week, when he asked me to marry him, our relationship has gone back to it’s natural form. Nothing was planned by both of us, I gave him a copy of my keys a day after he proposed to me and since then, I was never alone, he sleeps here almost every night. Boyfriend, fiancé, partners? I don’t quite know, the fact is that everyday we spend more time together.

  The toothbrush, flip flops, towel, his musky manly hot clean smell and take over the environment in a dominant way, leaving my house, my body, my heart addicted to his presence.

  And everything now is not ‘mine’ anymore and it’s ‘ours’.

  I cleared part of the wardrobe to the few Big Guy’s clothes, since he loves walking on his underwear through the house and when he insists in sleeping in the family ranch, either him or me end up giving in, turning back...

  It’s all very simple, one sends a message, the other answers it, sometimes Hunt calls me to wish me good night and by hearing my voice, he growls, grunt (I don’t know how the hell he makes those sounds with his voice!!!) always says the same word ‘Humm’ and then, when I see it, minutes later he’s at
the door and doesn’t say anything just gets me off the floor, gets my legs on his waist, takes off my clothes and in the end, we are able to sleep in peace.

  Hunt comes to the living room, already in underwear, takes of my clothes and the high heels I left on the floor, makes a face to me, calling me messy and takes it to the laundry room, putting it beside his things. When I get back to the kitchen, he grabs me by the waist and then a wet kiss, he’s playful with me.

  “I can’t have you like I want, I’m smelling like Gary, today practice was really fucked up.”

  I drag my hand through his well defines six packs, confirming the effects of heavy practice.

  “Uhum, I can see and am loving the effect of these chin ups, I’m even thinking about stop being lazy, go to the gym and start on a diet, look at my hips, how big is this ass?”

  Hunt raises his hand to my ass and squeezes them, with his best dirty smile.

  “No diet, let my little round ass here, it’s so good to squeeze it, of licking it, of bitting it, if you want, I’ll take you running a little, it’s good for working disposition.”

  “Deal, we’ll start tonight.”

  Hunt scratched his head and chin shaking his head.

  “Not tonight, baby, I wanted to make you a surprise later.”

  “And can I know what surprise is this?”

  He laughs, brings a big box he left in the living room and hands it to me.

  “Of course not, Ms Hanks, you think you can string me along? If I tell you it’s not a surprise.”

  What is he coming up with? I open the box and see a baby pink dress, half a sleeve and lace, so delicate that if I didn’t know how sensible my ogre was, I would think it’s impossible a man picking up an outfit like this to his girl.

  “Did you like it? If you didn’t it’s not a problem, I can exchange it for something you like it, it’s just that I saw this dress and thought it was just like you, it’s smooth, feminine, like you. But if it was a bad choice, I can exchange it in the store for...”

  I shut him up with a finger on his mouth and he bit my finger laughing.

  “I loved the dress, Big Guy, I’ll keep it with love.”

  “Don’t only keep it, I would like for you to wear tonight, just for me.”

  “Deal, but only if you wear that white Calvin Klein boxer.”

  Hunt frowned, teasing me.

  “But it’s a bit tight on my thighs, I have other underwear that are more comfortable.”

  “That’s really why I want you to wear it, you look really hot in it.”

  Between little bites and licks on the neck I’m already ready to drag him to the bedroom, but I wasn’t lucky, he quickly ended with my plans, slapping my ass telling me to take a shower soon.

  “No, no, young lady, take a shower I don’t want to be late to the place I’m going to take you.”

  I took a long shower and hydrated my skin with a pear scent I love, I dyed my humid hair with the hair dryer, adjusted my bangs and put on the new dress, watching myself on the mirror. I put it on eye shadow and a peach lip gloss and after reaching for my beige flats, I’m ready to go to Hunter’s surprise.

  HUNTER

  During the entire way Maggie was curious to know what I had planned. Getting to Vaugh’s ranch, Adam and Sam are waiting at the door.

  “What miracle is this, Hunt, being on time was never your strongest quality?”

  I hugged Damy and kissed his cheek, speaking low so only he could listen to me.

  “I’m anxious, Damy, will she like it?”

  “Of course, Hunt, relax.”

  Maggie cheerfully greeted Sam and Damy and then she hugged my by the waist.

  “Finally you brought me to your home, it’s a pleasure, Maggie.”

  Sam and Damy accompanied us to the backyard decorated with rustic lamps, wooden torches around the lawn and a round table with good food, lots of it and homemade.

  I pulled Maggie to me and whispered in her ear:

  “It’s a simple dinner, for the family and close friends, did you like it, baby?”

  Maggie gave me a beautiful naughty smile and threw herself in my arms, happy for the surprise.

  “I love it, Hunt, how were you able to invite my friends without letting me know?”

  I shrugged, embarrassed to tell her my tricks.

  “I called Tiffany and asked her to keep a secret, she helped me and invited the other girls.”

  Maggie’s three friends hugged her and were really happy to see her, after talking a bit with the girls, I took Maggie to meet Connor and Kayden. Both of them were lighting a fire in the middle of the yard and cleaned their hands to talk to Maggie. Connie kissed Maggie’s hand, introducing himself:

  “It’s a ple... pleasure to... to meet y... y... you, Ma... Maggie, Hunt is al... always tal... talking about... about you.”

  “The pleasure is all mine, Hunt also talks a lot about you two.”

  Kayden pulled Maggie and greeted her with two kisses, cheeky brat!

  “Hi, Maggie, I’m Kayden, but now that we are going to be in-laws you can call me Kay, at last you helped the old man to finally tie the knot.”

  I made a fist and Kay left running, blowing me kisses.

  “I love you too, man.”

  “You son of a bit...”

  Conner reprimanded me, lapping me on the shoulder.

  “Mo... more res... respect with m... mom, Hunt.”

  Mr Fleishner, from Coulter pack came with his wife and both sons, Clark and Steve, uncle Quinn and aunt Adobe, with my cousins Seth and Frankie, and finally uncle Ronan and aunt Viola, dad’s friends of a long date and members of Person pack.

  Maggie held my hand and stared at me worried, watching me.

  “Is everything alright, Big Guy? You’re shaking.”

  “Just a little cold.”

  Courage, Hunter, courage, man.

  I took a deep breathe, whistled to call everybody’s attention and asked them to come close. I held Maggie’s right hand and bend a knee, looking at her face that I love so much.

  I cleared my throat and in the end I gathered courage and I asked:

  “Maggie, we’ve talked about this, but today I wanted to do everything right, the way you deserve it. Will you be my wife?”

  She opened a smile just for me and nodded with teary eyes.

  “Yes, I will be your wife, Hunter.”

  I slid the golden ring on the finger of her right hand and I lightly touched my flips on hers as I got up.

  I whispered to Maggie:

  “I love you, Maggie, never forget that.”

  “I love you too, Big Guy. Now kiss me.”

  My brothers made a racket, till I run after Kay, who was clapping and singing like an idiot.

  “The ogre will tie the knot, hurray!”

  During dinner, Steve and Clark played some country songs that cheered the night.

  The moment we got the compliments from uncle Ronan and aunt Viola, when Maggie shook uncle Ronan’s hand and said her entire name, his and aunt’s Viola’s face showed surprise by hearing Maggie’s last name and the surprise became indignation in a fraction of seconds.

  “Margareth Hanks, daughter of Senator Geffrey Hanks?”

  “Yes, I’m his daughter.”

  Uncle Ronan dropped Maggie’s hand and stared at me, ranging.

  “You knew she was daughter of that murderer and still got engaged with this girl? Where’s you damn sense, Hunter?”

  “My father, a murderer?”

  Uncle Ronan huffed in anger and aunt Viola tried to calmed him down.

  “Ronan, calm down, today it’s not a day to talk about these things, it’s all in the past.”

  Maggie dropped my hand, nervous and tried to hold uncle Ronan’s arm.

  “You said my father is a murderer, what do you know that I don’t know?”

  “Don’t you dare touch me, girl, what I know is that you father is a cold murder, one of the worst hunters I ever meet in my life, that demon invaded our
lands and killed dozens of our people, all for more richness, more gold, gold, gold, that’s the only thing he sees in front of him and to get what he wants. You have the same terrible blood of that miserable Geffrey, he killed my oldest son, you deserved to suffer the same way my Jake did.”

  Anger took over me and when I realized, I wasn’t alone, I growled to uncle Ronan and pushed him to a tree, squeezing his neck harder and harder. I hear the distant screams of aunt Viola, Fleshier and my brothers, but untamed fury takes over me and I stare uncle Ronan in front of me, with his face red by the effort of trying to breath.

  “She’s mine, did you hear, uncle Ronan, mine, nothing and no one will hurt my woman, for that they’ll have to kill me first. Fuck what her miserable father did or not, she can’t be blamed for having his blood, no one threatens my female and remains alive, not even you, uncle Ronan.”

  “Hunt, please, drop him, love, drop him, please.”

  “No, he threatened hurting you, I’m going to break his fucking neck.”

  Maggie held my arm and when I looked around, Seth, Clark, Steve and Frankie were looking furious at me, grunting and growling, uncle Quinn yell with everybody and made me hear him, speaking low:

  “Hunt, no one will hurt your female, I promise you, I’ve met Maggie’s mother and she was descendent of the Martins, even distant, the blood of our people runs in her veins too, we don’t kill each other, say you’re sorry Ronan.”

  Uncle Ronan muttered with his eyes full of hate.

  “Only dead, Quinn.”

  Uncle Quinn yelled even louder, his deep and dominant voice.

  “I’m the oldest one of our people and I’ll tell you to stop with this fight now, we are a pack, we are one, same flesh, same blood, we don’t hurt, our enemies are the others, drop Ronan, Hunter, now.”

  I loosen my grip on uncle Ronan’s neck and finally let him go, he fell on his knees on the floor and aunt Viola came to his aid. When I looked, far from me, Maggie stretched out her hand towards me and fell on the floor, passed out.

  Seth was nearer Maggie, he held her, by an instinct of his craft, medicine. He examined her and then smelled her out with Kayden, very carefully, searching for a some intern wound. I leaned over to put her on my arms and he alerted me.