Dead Bastard

by Jenika Snow

  “Like what you saw, baby?” he said and smirked.

  “I’m sorry.” She felt like an idiot as soon as the words left her lips, but she didn’t know what else to say. She had just been caught red-handed being a voyeur. He dried his upper body and hair off, grinning, but not responding to her statement. She felt her face heating and turned to leave, gripping the doorknob as he spoke.

  “Baby.”

  She turned around slowly, loving the way his voice caught as he spoke the endearment. He stepped out of the shower and moved toward her. She pressed herself against the door with enough force that it slammed shut, not because she was afraid, but because she was so turned on. He didn’t stop advancing on her until he was a few inches away from her, his hair disheveled around his head, water droplets falling down his golden skin, his inked up flesh, and his erection still evident through the towel.

  “How long were you standing there?”

  She licked her suddenly dry lips, wondering if she should lie. “Not long.” Not lying, but vague. She inhaled, smelling the soap and shampoo he’d used, but it wasn’t strong enough to mask his natural, woodsy scent. He placed his hands on the door, one on either side of her head as he leaned forward. She looked into his eyes, the light color such a contrast to his sun-kissed skin and dark hair. She let her eyes travel down his thickly corded neck, over his rippling, hairless chest, and stop at his navel. A trail of dark hair started below his belly button, leading down and disappearing beneath the towel. His erection strained against the fabric, pointing toward her and causing a fresh gush of moisture to seep out of her.

  “Did you like what you saw, Daniella?”

  His voice was deep and gravely, so sexually laced that her whole body heated with awareness. She nodded, feeling wicked for what she’d done, but seeing he liked it. She licked her lips again and noticed how his gaze dropped down to her mouth. In the next instant, he crushed his lips against hers, speared his hand through her hair, and pulled her toward him.

  Her body molded to his, and she was very aware of how soft hers was compared to the hardness of his. She tilted her head and opened her mouth, moaning when his tongue slid inside and tangled with hers. The bathroom was humid, the moisture in the air causing beads of sweat to dot her body as her arousal spiked.

  He ground his shaft into her, his cock like steel, monstrous and ready to take her. She spread her legs wider. He used the opportunity to move closer and press his erection against her mound. He broke away from her mouth, breathing heavily as he kissed a trail down her throat.

  “Oh, baby. What you do to me.” He licked her throat. “I didn’t want to wake you, but God damn, I’m glad you’re here right now.

  She let her head fall back against the door and closed her eyes, loving the feel of his tongue dancing along her flesh. His other hand gripped her waist, clenching and unclenching as he slowly moved it up. She thrust her breasts out, needing him to touch her, aching for him to caress her throbbing nipples. He took the hint, cupping the heavy mound and running his thumb over the engorged tip. She should have been embarrassed at how the nubs stabbed out, and even more embarrassed that she was naked. But she’d been so aroused, thinking about Shakes jerking off in here, that covering herself hadn’t even crossed her mind.

  His took his other hand and reached around, cupping her ass and lifting her slightly. She teetered on her toes, gasping as his cock nudged her clit. He slid his hand over the globes of her bottom, slipping between her cheeks, and running his fingers up and down the center of her body.

  “I can feel how wet and hot you are for me, baby.” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, and she shivered. “Tell me you want my big fucking cock in your tight little pussy.”

  She gasped. “I want your big cock in my pussy.”

  He growled low; she moved her hand between their bodies and gripped his cock. He hissed between his teeth and groaned, dropping his head slightly so that he was looking at her with half-lidded eyes. He kissed her again, his tongue sliding along her lips, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin.

  Both of his hands were on her ass, and he lifted her easily. She wrapped her legs around his waist. He opened the door and moved into the bedroom, his mouth working hers, his hands tightening on her bottom. With every step he took, his shaft bumped her cleft, rubbing along her clit and making her tingle all over. The air in the room was chilly, a comparable difference to the humidity of the bathroom. Shakes set her on the floor, and she felt the bed against the back of her thighs. He stepped away from her, and she took a deep breath, her body primed and ready for him.

  God, Daniella would always be ready for him, and she wouldn’t let her nerves, her fear of what could happen take her happiness away. She loved Shakes, and not even her father could change that.

  Shakes moved to turn the light on, casting the room in a soft light. Over the past couple of days, they’d worked on the house to bring it back to life. He didn’t want to live in this house, or have this life, but going home meant he couldn’t have Daniella. If Zeke had given him permission to court her, he’d have been more than happy, but no: her stubborn bastard of a father had point blank told him no, not in this lifetime. There was no one out there that was better than he was at dating Daniella. He loved her with his whole heart, would do whatever he could to protect her.

  There was no going back to that life. This was going to be their life from now on, moving constantly to keep one step ahead.

  Zeke was a stubborn fucker, and he would always be on their case.

  “Do you like what you see?” she asked, opening her arms wide.

  “Turn around, show me every part of you that belongs to me.”

  He stood by the light, admiring her body as she turned around, showing off her body. Daniella was still nervous around him, and her actions were tense. In time, he’d have her fluid, relaxed, and at ease in his presence. He’d thought about moving out of the country, leaving the States to go somewhere else, disappearing.

  There was only so far Zeke could touch. The biggest question Shakes’ faced was where? Where in the world were they safe?

  You’ve got to go back.

  He cut that thought off. Deanna wasn’t in any real danger unless Demon found him and saved him. Shakes had already put the nails in his own coffin for walking away. No one was going to save him since he was more than prepared for Deanna to die so that he could be with Daniella. The woman before him was the only good thing that had happened in his life.

  She paused, standing before him. Her tits hung heavily because they were so large and ripe. He wanted to suck them, play with them, have them bouncing before him as he fucked her so damned hard. His cock was heavy, and it started filling once again as he grew more aroused.

  Wrapping his fingers around his cock, he stared into her eyes. “Do you see what you do to me? You see how hard you make me.”

  “I saw you come in the shower,” she said.

  “And I’m getting ready to fuck your tight little cunt, baby. Tonight, you’re not going to get any rest. I’ve spent all day dreaming about fucking you, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to fuck your pussy, and have you begging and screaming for me to stop, and when I do, you’re going to be begging for me to continue.”

  He ran his hand up and down his cock, staring down her body. “Kneel on the bed with your ass facing me.” Shakes wasn’t in any kind of rush. He was going to make Daniella beg him for orgasm before he granted it to her.

  Daniella knelt on the bed, pressing her thighs together, and facing straight ahead.

  “Open those legs, Dani, let me see your pretty pussy. Are you wet?”

  “Yes,” she said, whispering the words. He smiled and leaned against the door. She opened her sweet thighs, and he saw her pussy was glistening with cream. She looked good enough to eat, and he was a starving man. He wanted to taste her pussy, to have her cream running down his chin, as he licked as much of her as he could.

  Releasing his cock, he
stared at her pussy.

  “Push a finger inside yourself.”

  He watched her steady herself, reaching between her thighs, and running her finger from her clit down. The moment she was at her entrance, she glanced over her shoulder, and he nodded. “Do it. Slide that finger into your pretty cunt, baby.”

  She licked her lips before turning away. Slowly, she slid her finger inside her pussy. The moment she pushed her finger in until she reached the knuckle, he ordered her to pause.

  Stepping closer to her, he ran his hands all over the curves of her ass. “I don’t want you to move. You keep that finger inside your pussy. Do you hear me?”

  “Yes.”

  Running his hands up her back, he moved them around to cup her tits. Her nipples were so hard, and he pinched the hard buds.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. I can’t find a part of you that I love more than the other. Your tits are so large, I love watching them bounce.” He moved down to squeeze to her ass. “Your ass is always calling to me to either spank or fuck. You love my dick in your ass, don’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  “I’m not going to fuck your ass yet. I don’t think I’ll fuck your ass today.” He spread the cheeks of her ass wide. It wasn’t the little puckered hole that caught his attention; it was her weeping pussy, already slick with her cream. He ran a finger across her pussy, moving over her finger. When she started to pull her finger out of her pussy, he slapped her ass.

  “I’ve not told you to remove your finger. Keep it inside you.”

  “Yes,” she said, letting him know that she understood his instruction.

  Sliding his finger up to her clit, he circled her bud, and she cried out, screaming his name. Shakes smiled at the sounds she made. Daniella was going to be hoarse tomorrow with how much he was going to get her scream.

  At the hotels they’d stayed at, he’d been careful with her so that she wouldn’t draw attention to them, even when he fucked her, he’d been careful. This was no longer the case. They were alone in this little ranch house. No one was close enough to hear them, and he was going to fuck her so damn hard tonight.

  Pinching her clit, Shakes moved his finger up to the entrance of her cunt. He slipped a finger inside her, and told her to keep her finger there. Shakes pumped in and out of her, making her wait for him to give it to her.

  “Move with me, Dani,” he said.

  She pulled her finger out, matching his strokes. Shakes added a second finger, and her pussy tightened around him. Her cream slicked both of their fingers, and Shakes used his other hand to stroke over her wet clit. She was panting, and shaking with each little touch.

  Pulling her hand out of her pussy, he took her finger into his mouth, licking her cream.

  “All mine, baby. I love no other man has tasted this sweet little cunt.” Pressing his fingers to her mouth, he urged her to suck his fingers into her mouth. She did, and he slid his fingers between her lips. “Taste yourself. Taste how damn sweet your cream is.”

  She moaned, and he pulled his fingers out of her.

  Stepping behind her, he spread her ass wide, showing off her anus and cunt.

  Leaning forward, he swiped his tongue across her hole, plunging his tongue in and out.

  Daniella cried out, screaming his name.

  “That’s it, baby. Let me hear your screams. Don’t hold back. I want to hear your sounds echoing around this fucking house.”

  He pinched her clit, fucking her at the same time with his tongue.

  When he couldn’t stand it any longer, he gripped his cock, replacing his tongue with his dick. Slamming inside her, Shakes groaned at the feel of her tightening pussy wrapping around his cock.

  Withdrawing from her pussy, he stared at his slick cock, covered with her cream. Slamming inside her twice, Shakes wasn’t ready for either of them to cum.

  “Come and suck my dick,” he said.

  She moved around, sitting on the bed. Daniella pumped his shaft, placing her lips over the tip.

  “My dick’s covered with your cream, baby. Taste yourself.” He wrapped her hair around his fist, holding her in place as he fucked her over, and over again. She relaxed her mouth, and Shakes went deep to her throat. When she would have gagged, he pulled back.

  Once again, when his orgasm started to build, he pulled away, stepping back.

  “Lie back on the bed, touch your pussy.”

  Daniella followed his instructions without complaint. She fingered her sweet pussy as Shakes watched.

  He climbed up on the bed, sliding his cock inside her.

  “Don’t stop touching your clit.”

  Shakes held himself inside her, caressing her body while she fingered her pretty pussy. With each stroke over her clit, her cunt tightened around his dick.

  “Please, Shakes, I want to cum. I need to cum.”

  “You want to come all over my cock?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “When you cum, are you going to let me fuck you, and scream for me to do it harder?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then come for me, Dani. Let me feel you cum all over my cock. Cover me with your cum, and then I’ll give you a fucking of a lifetime.”

  She screamed his name, and her pussy became a vice wrapped around his dick, holding him tightly within her.

  After she came, he grabbed her hands, pressing them above her head. Shakes didn’t hold back, fucking her harder than ever before, slamming his entire dick inside her, over and over.

  He pounded with her, so hard that the bed hit against the wall.

  “Yes, Shakes, please, yes.”

  She screamed his name repeatedly.

  Shakes smiled, loving the sound of his name coming from her lips as she screamed for him.

  “Yeah, baby, take my cock. Fucking love my cock.” He slammed inside her, glancing down at where they were joined. She was so fucking wet, all it took was three more thrusts, and he crashed into orgasm. Daniella followed him, and she tensed around him.

  They both were panting for breath by the time it was over. Shakes dropped his head to her neck, breathing the scent of her in. She smelled so damn sweet, and he couldn’t help but lick her flesh over her pulse.

  She gasped.

  “Baby, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life fucking you.”

  He eased away from her, keeping her legs open as he stared between her thighs. His cum was dripping out of her pussy, and he couldn’t look away from the sight.

  “What’s the matter?” she asked.

  “Nothing. I’ve just found one of my favorite things in the world,” he said, smiling at her. Shakes pressed his fingers to her pussy, trying to slide his cum back into her pussy.

  Daniella moaned. “I don’t want this to end.”

  “It won’t, baby. I promise you. It’s going to be you and me.”

  He kissed her neck, breathing in her scent.

  “We can’t stay here though, can we?” she asked.

  “No, we can’t.” He hadn’t wanted to broach the subject with her, but he didn’t see a problem with letting her know the truth. “We’re going to have to spend a couple of years of moving. How do you feel about moving out of the country?” he asked.

  “If it means we can take our time and be together, then that’s what I’m happy to do.”

  Shakes cupped her cheek. “We’ll be happy together, Dani; I promise.”

  “I believe you.” She pressed a kiss to the inside of his wrist, and Shakes couldn’t stop the dread building up inside him. He couldn’t help but wonder if something bad was about to happen.

  The following day, Daniella had placed the casserole into the oven when someone knocked on her door. Shakes was helping at the main ranch, and she was alone for the afternoon. It was the first time since they’d been at the ranch that someone had knocked on the door.

  Licking her dry lips, Daniella glanced around the room.

  Don’t be silly. Don’t be scared. It’s nothing.

  She tu
cked some of the loose strands of hair behind her ear. The ponytail she wore wasn’t particularly tight, and some strands had escaped. Going to the door, Daniella opened the door, gasped, and tried to slam it closed.

  “Don’t, Daniella,” Zeke said.

  “Get away,” she said.

  When she couldn’t hold the door, she rushed toward the back door. She had to get to Shakes before her father did. They needed to leave, or at least she could try and get Shakes away.

  She froze when Demon, Joker, and Steel walked through the back door, stopping her. Trapped, she looked between them.

  “Honey, I’ve been so worried.”

  Shaking her head, she tried to think of a way out of it. “You didn’t need to be worried. You didn’t even need to come looking for us. Shakes and I are safe. We are fine. We are happy.”

  Zeke shook his head. “No, you’re wrong.”

  “He went to you,” Daniella said. “He asked your permission to be with me. You refused him, and there wasn’t any way for us to be together.”

  “You’re far better and should be with a man who’s a damn sight better than Shakes.”

  “You’re insane and crazy. I love Shakes, and he loves me.”

  “He doesn’t love you, and when you marry it’s going to be with someone I decide.”

  Daniella laughed. “I can be happy as long as you’re happy.”

  “Shakes can’t make you happy.”

  “He is making me happy. I want to be with him. I am happy with him, but you’re just going to kill him, like you kill everyone else. Anyone who gets to close, or refuses to do as you tell them, bang, they’re dead just like Mom.”

  She watched him freeze.

  “Yeah, I know all about that. Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you keep it from me?” she asked.

  “What happened with your mother wasn’t your fault.”

  She burst out laughing. Turning her back on the Soldiers, she stared at her father. “Then kill me. Every person you touch ends up dead. I want to stay with Shakes, and if you’re going to kill him, then you may as well put a bullet through my head.”