The Rescuer

by Kera Faire

  “Stuck in a cave with an unknown whoever after my hide.”

  “Yeah, and that. So, what do I do next?”

  Euan grinned. “Make love with me?” He might as well say it, even if it was a pie in the sky dream.

  Lila laughed. “You wish.”

  Euan nodded soberly. “Oh, yeah, I so do. I’ve wished it for years. Wished for the chance to tell you where I went, ask how you were, and wondered what if I hadn’t been heroic.”

  Lila’s eyebrows almost rose to her hairline. “Heroic?”

  “Or fucking stupid. I’d been told that if I married you, it could be your death sentence. I wasn’t going to risk that.”

  “For God’s sake,” she exploded. “Who told you that and didn’t give me a chance to decide for myself?”

  Euan took a deep breath. He had a gut feeling this wasn’t going to be an easy few moments for Lila. “Your dad.”

  She blinked, her mouth fell open and shut again several times. “My what? Really?”

  “Sadly, yeah. He came to see me and said if I married you, you’d more than likely be killed. No way was I going to be responsible for your death. He suggested I just went with a sorry can’t marry you, so I did.”

  Lila thumped her hand hard on the back of the settee. “The bastard, and now he’s dead. Aghh.” She clenched her fists. “If he wasn’t, he soon would be. How could he do that to me? Then die so I can’t ask him.”

  That was interesting. “How did he die?” Euan did his best not to sound triumphant.

  “It’s the weirdest thing. He was run over by a tram at the local transport museum. Saw it coming and didn’t move. They said he was drunk, but Mum insisted that apart from one tiny glass of malt to see the New Year in, she had never seen him drink. I couldn’t say, we didn’t get on. Maybe he had a guilty conscience.” She dusted her hands together. “Can’t ask him, so a mystery unsolved. More to the point, why are we here now?

  Euan grinned. “Serendipity. I had no idea you were local.”

  “Hold on. My dad suggested it, ages ago. Fuck a duck. He suggested it. What the hell?” She made a little clicking sound with her tongue. So Lila when she was thinking. “How long do we need to stop here?” she asked in an abrupt change of subject. “It’s strange.”

  Euan had been pondering over that. “Better strange than dead. So, let’s say, until Darke gets here, and we can put our heads together and share what we know.” He thought of something. “Did you say you got a phone signal?” He had a thought. “Bugger, is it traceable?”

  “Actually no. I mean, yes, I got a signal, no, it isn’t traceable. I’d just got a brand-new phone with a new provider and hadn’t transferred anything over. My other one had a clash with the washing machine and lost.” She spread her hands out. “Story of my life.”

  “That’s good news. Yes, it is,” Euan insisted as Lila rolled her eyes. “Just one thing, we need to know is that your sister is safe. Where is she?”

  “Off to spend a weekend with one of her mates then heading back to uni.” Lila stopped speaking and then began to laugh. “Why the hell didn’t I put two and two together. You know you talk about Darke?”

  Euan nodded. “Orlando Darke, yeah. Why?”

  “So, it really is his surname, not just a name you call him by?”

  “As far as any of us know, it really is.”

  “Does he have a daughter called Arietta? Ari for short?”

  “Ye … s.”

  “Well, then, I reckon Tash’s as safe as she could be,” Lila said with a grin. “She’s spending the weekend with Ari and her family on Skye. And that’s probably why he’s not easily contactable.”

  “Ah-ha. The plot thickens. Has she known them for long?”

  “Since she nannied for them. It was he who found her a job in New Zealand. Do you think he knew?”

  Euan looked around the compact room. The monitors were humming gently but showed nothing untoward. The camera that pointed to the only place one could safely land showed the tiny beach, the shore, and lots of empty water. They could do no more than stay put until Darke either arrived or sent notice that all was safe.

  “Probably. Well, we can’t do anything until we know more.” He leered in an over-the-top way. “I have an idea.”

  “You do? What? I warn you now I’m not playing Scrabble?”

  “Strip poker?”

  “No way, you cheat. Next idea?”

  Euan prayed to every god he knew and a few more as he asked again. “Make love?” He knew he was pushing it, but Lila wasn’t very forthcoming about her ideas on the matter. He needed to know and would be gutted if she turned him down flat.

  “Well…” Lila cocked her head to one side in a considering manner. “How could we do that? You’re incapacitated.”

  “My cock isn’t.”

  She glanced down. “I can see that.” Lila took a deep breath. “Let’s see how much I remember.”

  Chapter Six

  Lila took several calming breaths and wondered if she was mad, horny, or ornery? Probably all three.

  “How do you turn this thing into a bed?”

  “Flip switches on the side. Hmm … I wonder.” Euan looked at her speculatively. “I really do wonder… ” He grinned wolfishly. “Do we really need it like a bed?”

  “Like a…? Hmm.” Lila glanced from Euan to the couch he sat on and thought for a second. “Maybe not. As long as you do exactly what I tell you.” She grinned. “I’m in charge.”

  Euan laughed. “Ohh, now then, this could be interesting,” he said in a deep, gravelly, juice-inducing voice. “I’m in your hands.”

  The sort of voice that made Lila’s clit clench and her nipples harden to the point of pain. The pulse between her pussy and ass throbbed and she was damned sure there would be a damp patch on her thong.

  “I hope they do everything I want them to then,” she said with a grin. “This boss lady, being-in-charge lark isn’t me except for at work.”

  “First time for everything,” Euan said and winked. “Ma’am.”

  She laughed as she guessed he’d wanted her to, and relaxed. She could do it. After all, she’d sorted her own sex life out for years. Except this was Euan, not a whirring piece of plastic.

  “I think we need to let your poor cock come out of its confines,” she said and then held her hand up as Euan moved to unzip his fly. “What part of do not move do you not understand?”

  He bit his lip. “Sorry.”

  “You should be,” she said in the best severe tone she could manage. “If you undo my stitches, I won’t half be cross.”

  “So will I. Sorry, love,” he said softly. “I’m aching for you. Yearning for you, and bloody scared you’ll be disappointed. Or that I’ll go off at half cock.”

  Lila put her finger under the top of his waistband and edged the zipper down with care. The last thing she wanted was to nip the skin. “No chance of that,” she remarked. “Fully primed, I reckon.”

  His prick sprang free and jutted up proudly from its nest of dark wiry hair. Euan groaned again as Lila licked her lips.

  “Woman, you’re killing me.”

  “Not yet, I hope.” What next? Slowly, she undid the buttons of her blouse so it hung loose, showing the red lacy bra she had on and an expanse of sun-kissed skin from her last holiday. Lila ran her fingers around the low edge. “Hmm, where should I go from here?”

  “Strip and have your wicked way with me?” Euan suggested gutturally. “Before I explode?”

  “Oh, my, we can’t have that.” Lila kicked off her shoes and slipped her jeans down her legs. “Much too messy.”

  His cock bobbed as if in encouragement, and she grinned. “Someone appears pleased to see me do this.”

  “Oh, yes. We both are,” Euan said frankly. “I never ever expected the chance.”

  “Make the most of it, it might never happen again.” Lila unclasped her bra and put it on the door handle. “I’m more of a follower than a leader, but just this once, I’m enjoying
it. After all, it’s for a good cause.”

  “The fucking of Euan?”

  “Something like that. Remember, do not move unless I say so.” Lila edged toward him, bent her head, and licked the pre-cum that glistened on the knob of his cock.

  Euan shuddered. Lila had a brief sensation of elation as she moved lower and circled his cock with her hands, then to rub the velvet-covered hard core length between her fingers.

  “Lila, love, I need … I want…” His voice wavered. “Argh, bloody marvelous, I love it, I love you, I l…” He stopped speaking and shut his eyes. “I need to touch you.”

  “Soon.” She put his cock into her mouth, sucked hard, and put one hand on his stomach. “Don’t move,” she mumbled around a mouthful of pulsing dick and pre-cum. “Let me love you first.”

  The taste and the scent of Euan as it surrounded her was arousing, thrilling. For the first time in a long while, Lila thought she could be about to experience a climax from simply giving head and not receiving anything back, but the knowledge her attention was welcome. Plus, judging by the way he clenched and unclenched his fists, he was ready to touch her and help her come.

  Lila stood up and took one step back.

  “What?” Euan’s voice was sex-filled. Husky.

  “I want you inside me.” All thoughts of going slower, tantalizing them both, left her head. She needed his cock in her pussy. To feel him fill her, to experience that erotic rasp of his length as they moved together.

  To tighten her muscles, and know how aroused it made him.

  To sense his shudders, the way his cock grew harder and bigger so he filled her as he came. Then she would be happy to follow him over the top and into the abyss of sated bliss.

  Lila straddled his thighs. Then she carefully stood on tiptoe to edge him inside her and began to move slowly.

  It was like coming home.

  Euan groaned. “Fucking true, so sweet, so bloody perfect.”

  “Argh, this is … it is…” Lila sobbed the words. “I need it a… I need you. I love you… I…” She shuddered as wave after wave of ecstasy hit her, and unhesitatingly, she moved faster.

  Euan gasped. “Oh, sweet heavens, that is so fucking good, and shit, I’m gonna come.” Regardless of the fact Lila had insisted he didn’t move, he took hold of her nipples and pinched them hard.

  The sweet pleasure pain was all she needed. As her climax hit with the most intensity she had ever experienced, she dimly felt the gush of Euan’s cum inside her cunt as he grunted and shouted his completion.

  Her own gush of arousal was lost as it mixed with his.

  ****

  A persistent buzz broke into their post-coital entwined bliss. Euan groaned as Lila struggled to sit up and winced at her sticky thighs and the wet patch under her bum. She’d been a lady and refused to let Euan suffer it.

  “This time,” she had said. “As you’re injured. Next time, it’s all yours.”

  “Wha?” she said groggily as the buzz got louder. “Who set an alarm?”

  “The monitor for the bay where the boat can come in. Something is up.” Euan yawned and grinned as Lila looked pointedly at his cock, which was definitely not as limp as it had been.

  “Apart from that. That buzzer shows it’s not our boat, which it recognizes, and no, I have no idea how. Darke did it all. Ditto how the alarm on the landing stage knows certain people’s footsteps. Now I’ve told you that, I’ll have to keep you captive,” he said as he zipped his jeans up. “Forever, just in case you spill the beans. It’s very much top-secret.”

  “Fair enough.” Lila grinned back. “No sharing of beans. What do I do now?”

  “Sadly, get dressed. You’ll need clothes on just in case.” He didn’t say in case of what. “Oh, and agree we will get married, and soon. I do love you, you are my life, you know. And I’d like our baby to be born in wedlock. My mum would kill me otherwise.”

  Lila nodded and pulled on her trousers in haste. “You think we’ve made a baby? Our baby?” She thought of her cycle. “More than likely.”

  “I hope so, but we could have fun practicing.”

  “True, so yes, I love you and I will accept that less-than-romantic proposal. But no big wedding and off ASAP to do the deed.”

  “You’re on. I promise it will be different. After all, you know all about this now, so no need to keep it secret. I can’t promise there won’t be danger, but I will promise to take care of you.”

  “Fair enough.” Lila hugged him briefly, accepted the swift kiss he gave her, and ignored her bra before she dragged her shirt on and began to button it up. She hated bloody bras, anyway, and only wore one to work. Socks and shoes followed in quick order and she pulled her jumper over her head. “Do I need my coat? Spanner, rolling pin, carving knife?”

  “God, I hope not, we’re supposed to be safe here.” Euan pulled his sweater on. They hadn’t got around to stripping him after Lila undid his jeans or after they’d cuddled. “Let’s go and check on that monitor.” He sat up. “You do know that my wound wasn’t that bad, don’t you? If I hadn’t been thumped on the head, I probably could have sorted myself out.”

  Lila nodded. “I got that, but the more I think about it, the more I get this weird jittery feeling someone wanted me here with you.” And it was the strangest feeling ever. Why? Who? What the hell was going on? “There was a lot of blood about, now I come to think of it, and I’d bet it wasn’t all yours. Seeing you threw me, so I probably wasn’t paying enough attention to things like that. Any clues?”

  Euan walked toward the monitor and stared at it. “Not a one, except he mentioned Darke and Reth … or something.”

  “Reth? Reth what?”

  “No idea and it might not have been that, I was more than a bit woozy. With hindsight, the way I felt was more like I’d been drugged, as well as thumped and got that scratch.”

  “It was a bit more than a scratch,” Lila objected. “Just not life-threatening.”

  Euan blew her a kiss. “I know, love, and with a bit of luck, we’ll discover a lot more soon. The boat’s almost in. Strange,” he said in an undertone. “Lila, can you make sure the house camera is on? I’d bet my last quid that’s not Darke in there. Strange but … okay, that could be explained.”

  “It’s on and nothing or no one there,” Lila reported. “How do you mean strange?”

  ****

  She peered over his shoulder, her breath warm on his back. As ever, it acted like an aphrodisiac, but Euan ignored it. Or tried to.

  His suddenly released sexual appetite was something he would have to ignore for a while. Just until this was all over and then… What if Lila wasn’t of the same mind as he was? Said well, that was nice goodbye?

  “All I can see is a boat in the distance and not a lot more.”

  “If it was Darke, he’d do things differently. However, the rest? Not the way we do things either. I smell rodents. Big ones.” Euan pointed to the dot that was the boat. “Wrong size, wrong angle, and I’ve got an itch.”

  Lila nodded. “So that means what?”

  “No bloody idea again.” He thought for a second as the dot turned into a blob and became distinguishable as a boat. “You’re sure no one knows your new phone number?”

  “Well, as I checked Tash was okay, she does, but unless she’s shared it…”

  “We won’t risk it. Let me think for a sec. We need to get hold of Darke, but if he is on the boat with whoever is coming here, I don’t want to let friends or foe know how I am, or even where I am. Darke will know and do the necessary.”

  “Then we wait?”

  “We wait,” Euan confirmed. “He’ll contact me when he can and tell me what we need to know in such a way only we know it. Gah, that sounds complicated, but it won’t be.”

  “Like The Bonnie Queen or Charlie’s Away?”

  “Eh?” Euan said in a puzzled voice. What on earth was Lila talking about? “What do you mean?”

  “What Jenna said were the words for all is okay o
r all isn’t.” Lila paused and twisted around to look at him. “But I can’t remember what way round they were.” She stared at Euan intently. “Not right?”

  “Never heard of them,” Euan said, as he tried to fathom things out. “I think we just accept we watch and wait. The longer we do that, the better my wound will…”

  Lila rolled her eyes and he grinned.

  “Okay. The better my scratch will be. Seriously, though, all we can do at the moment is see who’s on the boat and try to discover what they are up to.” He glanced from the dock monitor to the house. “Thank goodness you got all these up and running. And thank goodness for Darke who has them so well hidden not one operative has ever spotted them.”

  “Does he not trust his team?”

  “Darke doesn’t trust anyone except Darke. And to a lesser degree Astrid. That’s sounds bad, he trusts her implicitly, but for her own safety, he tends not to divulge much and makes sure people know that. Then as for the trust levels, I guess me, or we wouldn’t be here.”

  “Sounds complicated,” Lila said lightly. “Why is he so anal?”

  “A traitor once tried to use Astrid to get to him and … someone else. When the powers that be said the Dispatchers, his team of operatives, had to disband, he was suspicious as to why.”

  “Well, why did they? Lila asked as she looked from Euan to the monitors and back again. “Aren’t there any more traitors to dig out?”

  He pressed a swift kiss to her nose and a short—and he hoped arousing and an agreed-upon hint of things to come—tap to her bottom. “Ha, I wish. There will always be traitors. This was politics, love, pure politics.”

  “It’s so not right then.” Lila tapped her foot and huffed. “We need people to stop people from doing bad things. And that’s an understatement, eh? Hey, the boat is slowing and you can nearly see who’s driving it. Oh, and there’s a passenger.”