Deadly Hunt (Deadly #1) (11 page)

“Why?”

“Well, what if I’m like her?” He gathers me up in his arms.

“Sophia, you could never, not ever, be like her. You know that, you’re just scared.”

“I love you.” I say to him.

“I love you too, I’m going to be here the whole time Soph, talk to me okay?” It’s that simple.

“Yeah.” He kisses my forehead.

It’s been two days since Sophia’s accident, since the day we found out she was pregnant. We decided not to tell anyone yet; couples usually wait until they’re 12 weeks along. When Scott told me that Sophia had been in an accident, my heart sunk to my stomach. I was so scared that I could lose her, but to find out that she was pregnant, and knowing I could have lost the two of them, I think I may have gone insane. I have beefed up security everywhere. She might not like it but tough, it needs to be done. I can’t believe I’m going to be a daddy.

I haven’t been in work the last two days and I left mid-way through a briefing, we’ve had some tips come in about Mullah Al Mohammed. None have led to his whereabouts, although some have led to recent places he’s been. Dwayne is trying to see if he can track his movements from the last place we see him and see where he leads us.

We’ve had more Intel, apparently Mullah Al Mohammed is in favour of the torture of women and kids. Apparently they are the easiest to break, they talk fast. He always ends up killing them afterwards, a shot to the chest, and it’s his last piece of torture for them, bleeding out. His estimated death total is two thousand five hundred and seventy-two. This sick son of a bitch has killed for the sake of killing. He’s good at playing hide and seek. He’s up against me now; I won’t let this monster be free.

I walk into the conference room and everyone is waiting for me. “Okay, let’s get this started, I want to check on Sophia.”

Scott snickers “Yes, because that is what the former private first class wants, to be checked on, Man, where have your balls gone? My sister has truly got you pussy whipped.”

The guys start laughing. “Shut the fuck up. Now does anyone have any new information for me?” They all quiet down and Oscar answers my question.

“No boss.”

All of them nod their heads.

“Seriously, what the fuck am I paying you for? I want that motherfucker found, I want every scrap of information there is about him, and I want it yesterday.”

I leave the office, I have to, otherwise I may just kill someone. I head to my parents’ house; I haven’t been here much. Mom will want to know everything about Sophia, down to her bra size. I’m not in the mood for the Spanish inquisition. I give Sophia a call over the hands free. “Hey baby, how are you?” she groans.

“Whoever the fuck said pregnancy was sexy needs to be twat punched.”

The stuff she comes out with, half the time I have to Google that shit. “I’m sorry babe, want me to come home?”

She groans again, and I can hear her running, I hear the sounds of her vomiting down the phone.

I pull over, “Sophia?” I hear the toilet flush, and the faucet on.

“I’m here, where are you?” She asks, her voice sounds weak, but she’s okay. I sigh in relief.

“I’m on the way to my parent’s house, I’ll turn around and head back home.” I answer. I hate leaving her when she’s sick.

“Nathan Paul Slade, don’t you dare. You get your ass in gear and go over there and see your parents.” I laugh. She middle names me when she wants to be stern. She may not realize it, but I know it, she is going to be an amazing mom. I’m so proud that I’ll be the father.

I chuckle at her “Ok, I won’t be long, I’ll call you when I’m on my way back and see if you need anything.”

Like Ben and Jerry’s Phish Food ice-cream, she eats it like she’s inhaling it.

I arrive at my parents, Mom is waiting outside, probably ready to interrogate me. I hop out of the car.

“Hey mom.” I walk towards her, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Well, look who’s here.” I laugh at her attempt at a joke.

“Nice to see you too.” She swats me as I walk past her into the house. As always my dad is sitting in the living room, a beer in his hand. The man loves to kick back and relax after work.

“Hi dad” I say and he smiles at me, his eyes shining brightly.

“Hey stranger how are you?” I smile back at his response.

“I’m good dad.” I tell him truthfully. He looks at me almost as if he’s trying to get a read from me.

“Sit for a minute will ya? I want to talk to you about something.” I do as he says and I sit on the sofa.

“Shoot, what’s up?” He looks at me. I hate when he just stares.

We sit in silence, he seems to be waiting on mom to leave the living room, once he knows that she is safely out of ear shot he starts.

“Son, you got a woman, and you never brought her here with you, do you have a death wish?”

I stare at him “I’m sorry what? Okay, first of all, who told you I have a woman, secondly why on earth would I want to bring her to see your ugly mug?” he laughs.

“Well now, if I have an ugly mug, then so do you. You look exactly like me when I was your age. And I know you do boy, we seen no hide nor hair of you in two months, course it’s a woman. Now why didn’t you bring her? Your mom has been nonstop yapping about meeting her. Now I’m going to get an earful when you leave.”

Typical, worried about himself, I go to answer but I’m summoned to the dining room for dinner.

I should have known mom hadn’t let it go. “So, where is this mystery woman?” Mom asks with a little disappointment in her tone. Oh god, I should have gone home, Sophia’s waiting on me, she is sick.

Before I get to answer my sister pops up “What, she too good to meet us?” Kat says in a bitchy tone, her eyes flash and I know she’s in a fucking mood and trying to start an argument.

“What the hell Kat, why would you say that? You don’t even know her.” Fucking hell. Her and her fucking bullshit, she always has to make a fucking scene!

“Son, don’t talk to your sister that way, we have the right to know.” Mom says in a gentle tone.

Fuck this, I stand up “The reason Sophia isn’t here tonight, she was in a car accident two days ago. So you can go fuck off Kat, where the hell do you get off? As for you, mom, I’m ashamed.” I walk out the door, hearing them calling for me. I make it to my car when they come running out.

“Son, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. We have never seen you like this over a woman before. How bad is she?” I look over at mom and she looks like she’s holding back tears. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her.

“I’m sorry mom, I never meant to upset you. I was scared when I heard she was in an accident.” Mom smiles at me.

“You got it bad, haven’t you? She must be great.” I look down at her, she seems better now. She doesn’t look as though she’s going to cry.

“Why do you say that?” I ask her, she shakes her head as if I should know.

“Because she has you going crazy. I’ll be by tomorrow to meet her. Drive safely Nathan.” With that she walks back into the house.

I get on the road and call Sophia. “Hey babe you need anything?” She chuckles.

“Umm yes. Can you get me pickles and cottage cheese? Thanks.” And then hangs up. That is such a disgusting combination. I stop at Walmart and pick up the pickles and cheese and grab a few beers as well.

I make it back home only to find Sophia crying again, those damn tears, they will be the death of me.

“Babe, why you crying? What’s wrong?” Her eyes shoot to me,

“You, you did this to me, you and this devil spawn, it hates me.”

I want to laugh, but the look on her face tells me I may die if I do. “Babe, our baby doesn’t hate you, why would you even think that?” She’s really angry.

“Your baby. It wants me to eat nasty combinations.” I try to calm her down. She spots the bag from Wal-Mart and opens the pickles and the cottage cheese. She then proceeds to make me want to vomit; she dips the pickles into the cottage cheese, and puts it into her mouth. She hums in pleasure. I’m getting hard from the noises she’s making. I head for a cold shower.

She finished eating by the time I’m back from the shower, and something she said is on my mind. I look at her and she’s engrossed in reading again, she hates putting her kindle down, it’s permanently attached to her hand.

“Hey Soph?” she’s on her kindle; she’s not looking at me.

“Yeah?”

“What did you mean by I did that to you?” she looks up from her kindle then back down, then to me and sighs, she places her kindle down and says.

“You and your big dick, you fucked me so hard you dislodged my coil, it fell out, now I’m pregnant.” Then picks up her kindle and carries on reading, acting as if she didn’t say a word.

“Ok, I don’t know how to reply to that comment except thank you and you’re welcome.” She laughs.

“Of course you would take it as a compliment, but why are you saying you’re welcome?” I smirk.

“Babe, I fucked you so hard, you liked it, I just said you’re welcome.” She bursts out laughing.

“You’re so lucky I love you Slade.”

We spend the night watching a marathon run of Criminal Minds. She is so cute the way she says “I knew it” every time you find out who the bad guy is. I pick her up and carry her to bed. I help her get undressed, then she turns wanton, her hands roaming everywhere, all over my body, anywhere and everywhere she can touch. I kiss her, the kiss turns feral, I’m so turned on right now, I need her.

I lie her down on the bed and open her legs. I kiss up her leg towards her thigh, kissing, sucking, and licking as I go. I glance up and catch a glimpse at her tattoo, it’s fucking sexy, I know it’s to do with her time in the army, she will share when she is ready. She’s writhing in pleasure; I do the same up the other leg.

I finally reach my destination. I stick a finger inside her, she is so wet. I lean down and attack her clit. She starts fucking herself against my finger, I add another one, she arches back, she’s on the brink. I gently bite her clit, it sends her off like a fucking rocket, it’s a beautiful thing to see.

Once she’s over her aftershocks she reaches for me, tugs my pyjama pants down, my dick springs free. She takes it in her hand; she has a tight grip on it. As she starts jacking me off, I lean back on my elbows and give in to the pleasure. I suddenly feel the heat of her mouth, she sucks like a pro, I’m hitting the back of her throat. She’s deep throating me. I don’t think I can handle much more, she adds her hand, she sucking and jacking me in a steady erotic rhythm. I feel my balls tighten, “Babe” I warn, she grabs my hips and starts sucking me harder, she deep throats me once more, I’m done, I cum on a roar.

I shoot endless streams of hot cum down the back of her throat. As she releases me a bit lands on her tits, and fuck me, she reaches down and scoops it up with her finger, then puts it in her mouth and sucks. Fuck me I’m hard again.

I reach for her, I place her on top of my dick and let her ride me. She holds on to my stomach and starts a slow rhythm, up, down, grind, and repeat.

It’s pure sweet torture. “Babe, harder, faster.” I grit out.

“Nah uh.” She’s out of breath, it’s fucking amazing, but I need more.

“Babe, either speed up or I’m turning you over and fucking you doggy style. Now. Decide.” I grit out.

She has this wicked grin on her face as she says. “Make me.”

Oh my baby wants it dirty. That I can do. I lift her off me and bend her over the bed; I enter her in one hard thrust. She gasps. I withdraw and thrust harder, again and again, it’s a brutal force, I can feel her climax coming, I need it to be now. I reach down and pinch her clit, she starts to cum, she’s pulling my dick with the walls of her pussy. I thrust three more times before I cum, I groan my release in her hair. I fall to the bed lifting her so she’s laying on me. I’m exhausted.

I clean us both up and get into bed, I need to talk to her, I’ve let her ignore this for too long.

“Babe, we need to talk.” I say as I’m holding her in my arms, she turns to face me, her face in my chest, and she yawns.

“Sure, what do you want to talk about.” She says smiling at me. I pull her closer to me.

“Your dad.” I say and she tenses.

“Don’t tense up on me babe. I love you but I have let you ignore this for too long.” I tell her and she looks up at me with tears in her eyes.

“I overreacted, I know that, it’s just the pain hit me you know. I finally realized mom is never coming back, I realize she is dead. Dad shouldn’t have brought her to the house which is our family home, we don’t know that woman.” Soph finally confides in me why she took seeing her dad with another woman so hard. I can’t say I have any idea as to what she’s going through.

“I’m sorry baby, are you going to talk to him?” she nods,

“Yeah I’ll do it tomorrow. I’ll text him now, that way when I go there, he’ll be alone.”

“Good idea baby.” She hides her head in my chest and says

“You’re still up for meeting me at my house tomorrow?” I’m dying to see her house, the plans I’ve seen look amazing. She received a call earlier today saying they will be finished before lunch tomorrow. She’s excited.

“Nothing could stop me. 3PM yeah?” she nods her head, she’s falling asleep. I lean down and kiss her head.

“Night baby, I love you.”

“Love you to Nathan.” Comes her sleepy reply. I reach down and press my hand to her stomach.