by Ally Prince
Shit.
We stopped not saying a thing, her hand clenched in mine. Cindy took a moment, not really understanding what she was seeing. Her brow scrunched, and she looked around the room a deep frown marring her features. The woman looked old, worn out and just about done. Her clothes were dirty, she smelled bad and judging by how twitchy she was, I’d say she was coming down, hard.
“What are you doing here?” her eyes found our joined hands. “With him?”
Lucy stepped into my side, her eyes down not saying a word. I hated that this woman made my strong girl feel the urge to hide away.
“Just leaving,” I offered.
“Lucy you can’t do this.” Cindy stepped forward, so I pulled Lucy behind me. She tried to stand taller, glaring at me. “She’s my daughter, give her to me. You don’t understand,” she yelled, ensuring a silence settled over the restaurant. Her grimy hands reaching forward, as if I would hand Lucy over. Over my dead body.
“I don’t think you understand Cindy. Lucy is an adult and entitled to do as she pleases. She is also mine,” I growled leaning toward her, she shrank back a little.
“Lucy, we had a deal. You made a promise. I’ll find Sophie,” she tried to speak around me, but I was done letting her trap Lucy in this shitty fucking life she had given her.
“Don’t talk to her.” I stepped closer to her keeping Lucy behind me. Her head pressed into my back, and I knew she didn’t want to deal with this.
“You didn’t come home. I need the money. I find you eating in this fancy place, spending my money. Robert’s in jail, I bet you did that, didn’t you? You lying whore.”
Thankfully Sheriff Rayner appeared from somewhere.
“Arrest him,” Cindy turned to the Sheriff while pointing at me.
Sheriff Rayner sighed, “On what grounds?”
“Kidnapping, stealing, the guy took my daughter.” Cindy was unprepared for the Sheriff’s reaction, it certainly took me by surprise.
Sheriff’s face hardened almost instantly as he moved toward her making her appear small. “And when Mont took her, what would have that been?” He stepped closer. “WHAT. WOULD. IT. BE?” he roared in Cindy’s face, spittle flying. Cindy paled and clamped her lips together.
“How old are you Lucy?” The tone of his voice softened as he glanced briefly in her direction.
“Twenty,” she mumbled into my back, he nodded. Shooting a glare at Cindy.
“You with Logan on your own terms?”
“Yes, he won’t hurt me.” I pulled her around to my front this time and held her close as the Sheriff appraised us.
“Didn’t think he would. Have a good night you two.” A small tight smile graced his lips, but Cindy did not know when to stop.
“They’ll take Sophie because you’re a whore now, you stupid fucking bitch. Give me my money.” The Sheriff was pulling her hands behind her back but her wild eyes were on us the whole time we shuffled out to the car as quick as we could.
Chapter 10
Lucy
My heart thudded in my chest, the beat pulsing through my ears. I didn’t know what to think of what just played out only moments ago. Logan’s touch and scent kept me calm enough to exit Roy’s and make it to the truck.
Logan was never in any danger, he could have walked away from her at any moment but the fact that I put him in that position didn’t sit well with me. I brought her into his life.
“Stop thinking Luce,” Logan reached for my hand and tugged it toward him. I held it tight soaking up his warmth. We drove down Main Street headed back to the stud.
She had the ability to take him from me, Logan was my most valuable possession. I needed Logan more than anything I had ever wanted. Clarity settled over me. Every time I looked at Logan I was overwhelmed with my love for him, gratitude and need.
He was suddenly too far away.
I slipped off my seat belt.
“What are you doing? Put it back on babe.” He frowned at me before looking back at the road. I slipped my shoes off and knelt on the console between us. With my hands on Logan’s shoulders, I brought my mouth to his neck and began to suck, lick and kiss. I would never get enough of this man.
“Babe, we’ll be home soon.”
“I need you now,” I moaned against his neck as his hand slid up my thigh under my dress and caressed my pussy.
“Awe, fuck,” he groaned. He made some fast turns and then he was throwing his truck in park, pushing his seat back and pulling me onto his lap. “I love you being all demanding,” his mouth took mine. It was gentle and slow. His tongue stroked mine while his hands roamed my back and all the other safe areas.
My need intensified. I pulled back from his mouth and lifted my dress over my head. I was naked underneath and so ready for his touch, but it didn’t come.
His eyes were on mine, his hardness pressed against me but there was something on his face that I had never seen before. His hands settled on my waist, eyes running all over my body, his cock pulsed under me causing me to grind down.
“I love you, Luce. I love you so much, baby.” His words were honest, my fingers going to the buttons on his shirt, breaths coming faster. He chuckled, “this is where you say something.” I could say so many things right now but I didn’t want to tell him what he wanted to hear. I was saving that up.
“I want you to take me right here, Logan.” I met his eyes making myself clear, he briefly closed his but helped me remove his shirt. My butt hit the steering wheel as I scooted back so that I could unbuckle his belt before releasing him from his jeans.
He jutted out all red and angry. My finger scooped up the silvery drop that slithered out of him, I placed my finger in my mouth and sucked on it.
Logan lifted his hips and lowered his pants a little before settling back down. I gripped him with both hands and worked him slowly watching him grow, his milky liquid drip from the end before I would take him inside me. Giving him something, the one thing I had left to give. As fascinating as his cock was I wanted, no I needed, more. I lifted up and growled with impatience as his mouth sucked on my breast, his hands holding me to him.
“Logan,” I whined.
“What do you want?”
“You, I need you now.”
“Always, but what do you want?” I sucked in a breath as his hand pulled my ass cheeks apart and he massaged them.
“Take me, make me yours,” I panted out watching his dark eyes come to life.
“We don’t have to do this here.” His eyes on mine, not sure if he was trying to convince me or himself.
“Yeah, we do.” I glanced down at his cock, getting a little apprehensive of his size.
“He will never have you, Luce. I won’t let him hurt you,” his voice firm, and I knew he meant it. At this moment Robert and Cindy were barely even registering in my thoughts, this moment meant a hell of a lot to me because I was about to give this man I loved everything. He let go of me and reached down to line himself up with my entrance. “It might hurt a little, go easy. Take all the time in the world baby.” I sank down hard and fast, both of us groaning out loud. Logan with pleasure, me in slight pain and discomfort. Though I will admit it was nowhere near as bad as I had hyped it up to be.
“Fuck you’re perfect. Ride me, baby. Take me deep inside. Let me fill you.” I slid up easily on his long length and sank back down. He reached the deepest part of me, where the pleasure bordered on pain. Logan filled me deliciously. Again and again picking up speed as the sound of my wetness filled the cab, the scent of sex heavy and intoxicating in the air.
I pulled his face to mine, we laved on each other. I breathed deeply as our bodies fit perfectly together. His breaths were hardest on the way down when I bottomed out, the sweat beading on his brow told me how much restraint he required.
In the background, I heard his cell ring, but we didn’t let it stop us. Hell, someone could tap on the window and I wouldn’t stop until Logan had filled me to the brim.
“Sit back, play with your tits for me.”
I did as I was told, gripping the swells of my breast and rolling them in my hands. It didn’t arouse me as much as it did when he did it but the way his eyes heated and his pace picked up I knew he liked what he saw.
“You gonna come on my cock, baby.” His thumb brushed my clit causing me to ride him faster.
“Come with me, Logan.” The words came out and later I might be embarrassed I said them but not right now and the look on Logan’s face told me he loved them.
“Fuck baby, you taking control has we wanting to come inside that pretty pussy so hard.” He circled my clit a little harder and rougher. I threw my head back as the wave of ecstasy started. My body tensed, fire racing through my veins as my pussy clenched so hard and Logan roared. He gripped my hips and powered into me. I was grunting at his force.
“See what you do to me. I want you so bad. I will never get deep enough,” he groaned, his thighs going tight under me as I milked him. The warmth of his seed had me twitching, I loved having him inside me. He continued to thrust slowly while his cock softened inside me.
We sat like that for ages, just kissing and touching while staying connected. It was the best moment. It might not have been traditional in any sense but it was perfect for us. I felt wanted and needed and I loved him. I pulled back wanting to tell him and not hold it in for another minute but his cell rang.
“Jesus, he’s persistent,” he said as I saw Mason’s name on the screen.
“I’m busy,” he grumbled into the cell a hand tweaking my nipple. His face hardened instantly. He dropped his cell and then he was lifting me off him and putting himself back together.
“Get dressed. We need to go home.” He threw me my dress and hit the steering wheel. “Fuck,” he roared so loud. I scuttled away as fast as possible. He threw the truck in drive and headed toward the stud before I could get my dress over my head.
If I knew what lay ahead for us, I would have said those words when he said them to me. They would have meant more, they wouldn’t have been an apology of what was to come.
Logan
Lucy looked like an angel as she sat on my cock and took what she wanted. My eyes kept roaming her body because I wanted to take in every perfect inch of her. From her perfect tits to where we joined, I was glistening with her arousal and it was hot. I know the words I had spoken had affected her and I am not offended she didn’t say them back. She loves me, I can see it in her eyes, in her body language and the way she is with me. I do not doubt that for a second. She will tell me when she is ready until then I might just try to fuck it out of her because her pussy is fucking heaven.
I wanted to be gentle and slow with her for her first time. I had planned to make it last once we got home, I intended to make her drunk-on pleasure so that she’d let me fill her repeatedly. But we hit a roadblock and Lucy’s actions were now desperate. Her need for my touch, her movements frantic and wild. There was a need there that wasn’t present before. She always wanted me sexually, but this was different, this was a level of need that came from deep inside. She needed me to show her I wanted her. Needed me to take control, so I did. If she wanted me to claim her like this then I would, later I would show her how special it could be. But for now, I would ease her itch.
Lining my cock up with her tight opening she sank down hard and fast, my breath whooshed out of me the pleasure was so intense. Her body stretched allowing me to glide home every time. This pussy was made for me, nothing had ever felt so right.
“Fuck you’re perfect. Ride me, baby. Take me deep inside. Let me fill you.” I would breed her soon enough. God, the thought of her swollen with my child nearly pushed me over the edge. I wanted that with Lucy so bad. I didn’t need to take it because Lucy gave it to me and that was a gift, one I was never letting go. No one would ever harm her or speak to her the way Robert or her mother did again. She was mine, I take care of what is mine.
Lucy liked my dirty talking but when she said those words back, nothing had ever sounded so sweet. Lucy asking for her pussy to be filled was so fucking perfect, I powered into her bottoming out with every deep delicious stroke. Her body tensed and twitched her slick pussy milking me so tight. I slammed her down hard-on my cock making sure I was as deep as possible so my seed would go deep inside her and breed her nice and good.
We kissed, our bodies still joined for a long while. I enjoyed her eager mouth and let her explore in her own time as her body wound down, no longer strangling my cock, my cum leaked out between us.
My cell chimed again, and I thought about throwing it out the window. Mason called three times while I was balls deep and now he was calling again.
“I’m busy,” I barked down the line hoping he had a good reason because if not I’d give him a shiner tomorrow to make me feel better.
Mason’s voice was frantic, my heart began to race and something in the pit of my stomach sank.
“I got the horses out man, but the stables are lit up. Fuck man where the hell are you.” My livelihood was on fire, my horses at risk.
“FUCK!” I roared, slamming the truck in drive and making a U-turn to head home. Fury raced through my veins and for the briefest moment in time I wanted to blame Lucy, but that was not fair on her. She had wanted something more than her freedom but I was paying for it now. No, I couldn’t think like that. This wouldn’t tear us apart, this wouldn’t hurt what we had. I would bury the bastard who thought this seemed like a good idea.
I raced through the streets occasionally looking at Lucy to make sure she was okay. She looked small, scared and unsure but I didn’t have it in me to comfort her right now.
As we edged closer to the ranch, the glow in the distance was unmistakable. The roar of the sirens behind us grew closer.
“Is that...?” Lucy asked cautiously as we turned on to the dirt road.
“That’s our place baby.” What else could I say? None of it was nice, or pleasant. I wanted to curse and hit things and yell but I wouldn’t direct it at her. She wasn’t at fault here. As it came into view, my heart sank and Lucy gasped.
And all I could think was that the fucker would die. He put more than my ranch at risk and he was going to suffer.
Chapter 11
Lucy
Logan had barely shut off the engine, and he jumped out of the truck. “Stay out of the way,” he hollered at me as he took off running toward the flames.
The flames were so fucking high. The heat so intense and blinding. Logan’s stables were well alight, their wood crackling and falling, and the roar of the fire nearly deafening. I had never seen such a sight. It hurt to look at because of what this meant to Logan. He loved his horses, and this business had been his parents’. I wouldn’t know what it meant like to lose something like that.
Wisps of flames licked at the nearby live elms, crackling and hissing.
I could hear yelling, so I tried to find the feminine voice that grew louder. Logan and Penny looked frantic. I ran over to where he tried to hold her back.
“Don’t be a fuckin’ idiot Penny,” he roared shaking her a little. Her face stricken, tears ran down her cheeks and made tracks through her dirty face, already covered in soot.
“He’s in there I tell you,” she roared in his face before crumpling to the ground. Logan found my eyes as I sank to comfort her.
“Please don’t,” I asked, but I knew it was selfish to ask. He looked torn staring at his stables and then looking at us hunched on the ground.
“I can’t leave him, Luce,” he gripped his dark hair and tugged, looking up to the sky he roared. He pointed at me, his face sure and committed “I love you, Luce, remember that, always.” He took off running.
“Logan,” I screamed coming to my knees as he edged closer to the flames and stopped to talk to someone.
“That stupid mother fuckin’ stupid, stupid, asshole...,” Penny chanted as she tightened her grip on me. “I told him not to, but he smirked and said ‘since when do I answer to you Pen’.” She was talking about Mason. Oh gosh was Mason in there?
A beam crashed to the ground allowing the fire to roar out the door and lap at the railings of the round yard. I wanted to tell her it would be okay, but I had no way to tell if it would be. If Mason had gone into the stables, then I really hoped that he had done everything he needed in his life because the chances of walking out unscathed appeared to be slim. The stables became a blazing inferno.
My eyes found Logan as he and another man, a guy I did not know, raced around the side of the stables out of sight. More fire fighters arrived, and people in trucks seemed to roll in all trying to help.
“He’s such an asshole,” Penny said again, obviously still not impressed with Mason’s decision to go into a stable that was on the verge of being a raging inferno. I couldn’t blame the girl. But the tears and the fear on her face meant so much more, Mason meant so much more than she would ever admit.
A huge guy approached us, he looked familiar. He smiled down at us.
“Lucy can you guys help me move the horses further back, they are stressing out, I’m not good with horses.” He looked over toward a day yard and kind of glared at the poor creatures. I untangled Penny from me and stood us both up.
“We can do that,” I offered with an unsure nod. I knew nothing about keeping horses calm either. The three of us made a wide berth around the stables and climbed the fence into the yard.
“We should let them run, find them in the morning. Most of them will come back anyhow. They’ll just hurt themselves being locked up,” Penny stated, luckily someone had horse knowledge around here.
“You, big guy. If you head over there and open the gate, we’ll push them through.” Will we? I looked at Penny in shock but she didn’t care.
The big guy nodded and jogged across the yard toward the gate once he opened it I followed Penny.
“They will not want to go toward the fire, but once we get one we might be lucky, try to grab a lead. They are all pretty good, but scared.” Her eyes wide, and the warning clear.
The group, herd, whatever you called them, huddled into the back corner, snorting and scratching at the ground, all constantly moving. Not impressed with the situation. As we approached, they separated like oil on water.
