Dangerously In Love (15 page)

Hours later after the team
had done all they could for now we were headed home. Vicki was way too fucking
quiet for me and I was beginning to worry that it was all too much for her. It
was dark out by the time we left. Jules and dad had to take the lead because I
could do nothing but concentrate on her and her needs. Petra had been brought
to the scene after school and since her and mom refused to leave Vicki the
whole family had been pretty much staked out at the scene. Uncle had called dad
with an update but I still don't know what was said I really didn't care
anymore. I just wanted to take care of her and say fuck everything else.

Now that I had time to think
clearly my gut clenched in fear at what could’ve happened to her today. With
all the other shit going on I’d forgotten how this all started. How I’d sensed
her movements while we were at the house discussing what we should do next.
Right before the phone rang and her detail had reported her skipping school.
I’d told him to follow her of course but I had no doubts as to where she’d been
headed. I would’ve done the same had it been my mom. She’d lost him when she
cut through the woods but I still had a bead on her. The others had followed me
out the door when I went flying out of them. The thought of her in those
fucking woods almost brought me to my knees.

Then seeing her running down
the street with that asshole behind her. I’m gonna have to get something with
eyes because her tracker only shows movement it didn’t show me the danger she
was in. That’s the first fucking thing I’m doing as soon as we get this shit
settled. Some nut somewhere must’ve come up with some shit that would do what I
want, otherwise I’ll make the shit myself.

I couldn’t very well yell at
her after the fucked up day she’d had but I so wanted to tan her ass for
pulling that shit. What would’ve happened if I hadn’t put that shit in her
necklace? And to think I’d felt like a heel for placing it there, thought I was
invading her privacy. Well fuck that, after this she’d be lucky if I ever let
her out of my sight again.

She was nodding off in my
arms when dad turned to us. “How’s she doing son?” I glared at him. How the
fuck did he think she was doing? He actually grinned and turned back around. I
looked down at her little tear stained face. My poor baby had been through it.
That idea to have dad knock her out was sounding better and better. But she’ll
still awaken to the same fucking nightmare and it had only just begun.

When we got to the estate I
had to help her out of the jeep, she had no strength left. “Lean on me baby
I’ve got you.

When we reached the door there was a loud
cracking sound and dad was screaming for everyone to get down. I didn't know
what the fuck was going on until the sound echoed again and I realized someone
was shooting at us. I covered Victoria-Lynn with my body as
Tinkerbell
started barking in fright. Dad and Jules covered mom and Petra and we crawled
towards safety.

Soon there was a barrage of firepower coming
from our side. Uncle Marcus and whoever was with him was retuning fire. Fuck
this shit.

We got the girls inside and I
headed for dad's gun case. Both mom and Vicki moved to stop me from leaving the
house again but I'd passed my fucking limit; enough was fucking enough. I'd
started this shit with my digging into the sheriff's business well I’m going to
end it. Whoever was out there it was going to end tonight.

I ran up the stairs to my
room on the other side of the house away from where I could still hear gunfire
going off. Mom and Vicki were screaming after me while dad and Jules held them
back. They knew not to even try stopping me my dad and brother. I'd had enough,
first that fuck had put his hands on my girl and now this shit. They knew I
wouldn't be satisfied just waiting for someone else to handle shit and they
trusted me to be careful.

I climbed through my window
and down the tree that grew there. Staying close to the ground and deep in the
shadows I went around in a half circle headed in the direction the firing was
coming from. I knew this place like the back of my hand, had been combing
through the woods that surrounded our property since childhood, so I had a
fairly good sense of where the fucker was hiding.

There was a lone gunman
laying on the ground sniper fashion with his gun and scope set in the direction
of my house. The woods here were thick and I knew if I moved wrong, stepped on
a twig or some shit I could give myself away. I had a choice to make here did I
want to maim or kill? Was I ready to take a life, and if I let this person live
will they always pose a threat to us? I had no idea who the person was and I just
realized my uncle might have no idea that I was out here. Had dad been able to
reach him and tell him that I'd come after the shooter?

 
The culprit took the decision out of my hands
when he prepared to shoot again. Without giving myself much time to think I
just pulled up and pulled the trigger. One shot to the gun arm, I'd let whoever
it was live for now. I ran forward as whoever it was howled in pain. I yelled
down to my uncle to ceasefire as I kicked the fucker in the side before rolling
them over.

I can't say I was expecting to be staring into
the eyes of the person lying on the ground beneath me.

"Well fuck, this just keeps getting better
and better."

"I'm coming down and I'm
bringing your would be shooter with me." I yelled down to my uncle and his
team.

"Let's go you fuck." I had no mercy
as I dragged my quarry by the shirt collar as the culprit cussed a blue streak;
no doubt the gunshot wound in the arm was causing unbearable pain but I'd be
damned if I gave fuck.

Uncle Marcus met me halfway as someone in the
house turned on all the outside lights.

"You've got to be
fucking kidding me." That was uncle's exclamation when he caught sight of
the captive I was busy dragging through the mud and brush. He quickly walked away
with his phone to his ear after that. I guess there was gonna be even more
bullshit involved now.

"Man you've really
fucked up royally this time." That little tidbit was offered by one of the
three men dressed in special ops gear who surrounded my uncle. These guys
looked like they were heading into Kabul and not a little town in Oregon. What
the fuck was the world coming to? Had everyone gone fucking insane?

What the fuck was going on in
this town anyway? We've got the small town sheriff murdering his young wife and
spending the next fifteen years or so abusing his only child, and just for
kicks on the weekends him and his sick fuck friends hunted humans for sport.

I heard the others
approaching from the house, I'd almost forgotten they were there. I should be
inside tending to my girl who'd been dealt shock after shock today but instead
I had to be out here dealing with this bullshit. I shook the asshole in my
hands just on principle. “What the fuck are you on asshole?” I couldn’t think
of any other reason for a rational human being to be into this shit.

"Ambassador
Johnston?"

Fuck, Julius. I'd forgotten that part of this
fucked up equation. This shit promised to get a hell of a lot worst before it
got better. My brother was in a fucked up position no two ways about it. He’d
been with that bitch for years now, almost ready to pop the question. I know
this is gonna hit him hard when the dust settled and he had time to think. That
makes two innocent people who were fucked over this bullshit.

"Let's move this inside
who knows who else he has out there." Uncle Marcus yelled across at us
still on the phone as his men moved in to take the ambassador off my hands.

"I came alone."

"Yeah, we'll take your word for it
asshole." It just dawned on me that he'd shot at us while Vicki was there.
Like digging up her mother who her fuck of a father had murdered in cold blood
wasn't bad enough, or being almost abducted and heaven knows what else by that
piece a shit Crafton this fuck had taken shots at her.

"Who were you shooting
at?" I tightened my hold on him ready to fucking end him; enough of this
shit.

"Garret get my nephew out of there."
My uncle ordered one of his men as they reached us.

"You might not want to do that bro I'm not
in the mood to be manhandled. He had the good sense to back the fuck off. “Now
answer me you fuck were you shooting at her?" I shook him like a dog on a
leash; the front door opened and Vicki came running out.

"Get back inside
baby." She kept coming; of course I knew she would hardheaded fuck.

"Roman let him go." Her voice was
scratchy from crying and I closed my eyes seeking control.

"Were you shooting at her?"

"Nephew...."

"Answer me you fuck."

"Roman no." She grabbed the arm I'd
raised and held on tight.

"Look at me Roman, don't
do this, look at me. Let them handle it please; I need you, please come back
inside please, I'm scared."

I closed my eyes trying to shut out the sight
of her hurt and scared. The sound of her cries when we dug her mother out of
the ground and beneath it all was my own guilt. Will I ever get away from it?

“If you fuck with her in anyway your daughter
is dead, if that’s not enough I’ll do your fucking wife ear to ear and sit in a
fucking jail cell for the rest of my life. This ends here, you better use
whatever power you have to make sure your sick fucking friends never even think
about coming after her.” He cringed and moaned as I squeezed the hand with the
bullet in it.

I pushed back the rage,
dropped the offal that I'd been about to waste my freedom over and instead grabbed
hold of my lifeline. "I love you Victoria-Lynn, I'm sorry. I love
you."

Uncle Marcus and his cohorts
dragged the complaining Ambassador off somewhere, while Vicki pulled me towards
the house.
Tinkerbell
came running to meet us as soon
we hit the door and the distraction actually worked to bring me out of my fog.
My family all stood around watching us as if they expected me to lose it again
but I didn't have anything left. The day had literally taken everything out of
me and I knew that if I was feeling this way that my girl was going through her
own personal hell.

"I'm cool guys I'm just
gonna take Vicki up for the rest of the night, I'll see you guys in the
A.M."

"Sure son you two get some rest it's been
a long day." Both mom and dad came over to hug her while I gave Julius a
pound before grabbing my girl and my dog and heading to our rooms. I’ll deal
with my brother later see where his head was at. I led her straight to the
shower to wash off the grime of the day.

“What the fuck?” I scared her
with my outburst and she jumped. “Roman?”

“He fucking choked you?” I was now seeing the
damage done to her by that asshole. There was a bruise around her neck and
scratches. No wonder she’d kept that jacket tight around her neck all fucking
night. I was trying to figure out how I could get to him now. I’m sure uncle
had him surrounded in the hospital but there had to be a way.

“Roman I’m fine I promise.”
She held my face in her hands and kissed me before turning on the water. I took
a cloth and bathed her black and blue throat as I felt new rage inside. She
stood still and let me tend to her as gently as I could. When I was done I just
drew her in and held us both under the warm water. If only it were this easy to
wash this shit away.

I took her out and wiped her
off before pulling one of my old t-shirts over her head and leading her to the
bed. Crawling in behind her I pulled her into my arms and held her against my
heart. “Shit baby you haven’t eaten all day are you hungry?” she shook her head
no, which was no less than I expected. I’m gonna have to watch her and make
sure she takes care of herself.

“Go to sleep baby I’ll watch
over you.”

“Will they know what he did to her?” Fuck.

“I’m not sure baby but they’re gonna do their
best. We’ll do everything we can for her now I promise.” She didn’t say
anything else for the longest time and I thought maybe she’d fallen asleep. I
kissed her head and settled down prepared to stay awake in case she needed me.
It wasn’t long before we were both asleep.

I kept watching her out the
side of my eye to gauge exactly where she was at when we woke up the next
morning. There was still residue from her tears and a hitched breath here and
there that tore at my heart.

"Come here baby."

I drew her down onto my lap at the edge of the
bed. Her head came down to rest under my chin and I was reminded once more of
just how small she was compared to me. So small to be burdened with so much
;
I wondered when and how this would all end? How much would
we either grow or lose from this? Will she bear the scars for the rest of her
life, what?

"Roman?"

"Yes baby."

"Can you...?"

"Can I what love?" I ran my hand up
and down her back soothingly. She seemed so lost.

Instead of an answer she
turned in my arms to look at me, I thought she was about to ask me for
something I couldn't give her like taking her back to the scene. I was going to
have a hard time keeping her away from there I was sure, but I didn't want her
going there everyday, feeding the guilt that had been plaguing her. But how do
you help someone to move on from something that happened almost fifteen years
ago when the pain was so new? She will be mourning her mom for....

Her mouth covered mine and
startled me back to reality. Shit, my heart tripped over itself in my chest.
What the hell was I supposed to do here? If I made love to her I'd be a selfish
prick wouldn't I? I mean I always want her, no matter what's going on I want
her, but she's been so hurt. Then again if I deny her she might see it as
rejection. Fuck.

Her little tongue played
peekaboo with mine and I went with my natural instinct and followed it with my
own. She pressed her ass down on my cock, that didn't seem to have heard the
conversation that was going on in my head. In the end I decided to let her take
the lead, let her take what she needed from me.

Tinks
slunk away into the other
room, to her bed probably. She was used to her parents getting frisky a lot so
she knew the deal. As her mouth and her body moved against mine I realized that
I was afraid. For the first time in my life I knew gut wrenching fear and it
was all for her. Is this what she really wanted right now? How will she feel
after? Will there be guilt?

Taking her by the hips I
moved us up and over on the bed so we could lie facing each other. With one
hand around her shoulders and the other moving slowly along her side and middle
I set out to soothe. That sickening feeling eased the more we kissed and I soon
relaxed enough to enjoy one of my greatest pleasures, having her close to me.
Feeling her heart beat in time with mine, pressing my stiff cock into her
harder I tested the waters a little by turning her a little more onto her back.

"Babe
are
you sure?"

"Please Roman?" 

Did she have to look at me like that? With those
sad eyes and trembling lips? I couldn't refuse her anything, not even this.
With my thumb I wiped away the tears that had fallen before lifting her head up
to meet mine. I was slow and methodical as I removed first her clothes and then
mine in between sharing feverish kisses.

Now instead of fighting the feeling I wanted to
show her through touch just how much she was loved and will be loved for the
rest of her life.

Starting at her forehead I
placed soft butterfly kisses down to her cheeks, her ears, everywhere I could
reach. I amazed myself at how much control I had; at how easy it was to let her
needs be met first without thought to my own. 

When I reached her breasts I held them close
together so I could take both nipples into my mouth at once. She liked that.
Her body's arching and that deep moan was evidence of that. Her tiny hand came
down and took my rod in hand so she could play with it. With each stroke of her
tight fist I sucked a little harder on her nipples. I could feel her wetness
rubbing against me as she moved against my thigh seeking friction to ease her
growing ache.

Not yet, I wanted to pay
homage to her, to the beautiful girl who owned my heart. With that thought in
mind I made my way down her body nibbling and sucking until I
laid
between her thighs. She was already swollen and pink
and so fucking beautiful she made me ache. I licked her sweet pussy just to get
that first taste out of the way and she spread her legs wider apart and grabbed
onto my hair. That was my cue that the coast was clear. I ignored the hard
throbbing of my cock as it begged me to start fucking.

With her ass in my palms I
ate her pussy until she pleaded with me to stop, to end her torment; to come
into her.

Her soft pleas soon became demanding cries as I
dug my tongue even deeper into her while playing around her ass with the tip of
one finger. I didn’t penetrate her ass yet just a slight teasing with the tip
the way I knew she liked. It proved to be too much for her because she soon
flooded my mouth with her sweet nectar.

"Now now, now..."

She pulled my hair to get my attention so I
left off enjoying the sweet taste of her juices to climb back up her body.

"Tell me what you want baby." I
pressed the hardness of my cock against her wet pussy letting her feel my need
for her.

"You, I want you."
She reached up and pulled my mouth down to hers sucking her own essence from my
tongue as I led my cock into her with my hand. When I was all in I held still
for the barest of seconds before giving her what she wanted. I kept a tight
rein on my own lust; fighting not to give in to the need to thrust harder, go
deeper. This was about her after all, and she needed her man to be soft and
caring at a time like this. I rose up on my elbows so I could look down into
her eyes as I stroked in and out of her while holding her precious face in my
hands.

"Is this what you
wanted?" I went deep and ground my hips into hers letting her feel what
she did to me even in times of turmoil.

"Yes more...please Roman I need
more." 

She wrapped her legs around my back opening
herself even farther to me. Her grip on my cock intensified as she sucked at me
with her inner muscles trying to draw
the cum
out of
me before I was ready. I bit down on her neck and she squeezed me inside her as
her juices flowed once more warming my cock until all I wanted was to stay in
her forever.

Her sharp nails dug into me
next but still I didn't speed up, instead I took her lips once more as I felt
myself getting close. She moved faster beneath me as her cries rang out and I
finally lost it, emptying myself into her while she cried. This time they tears
of pleasure.

"Look at me baby."
Se opened her eyes at the sound of my voice. Her eyes having lost some of their
sadness were bright and questioning.

"I love you...always."

She smiled and pulled my head down.

"And I you Roman, always."