Man Of Steel Part 9

She nodded her head against my chest as I squeezed her and kissed her hair. "I love you baby, now be my big girl and go clean up while I get moving." She held onto me for a minute longer and I could feel the wild beating of her heart. I knew her fear was twofold; she was afraid that Holly or myself might be hurt. But she was also afraid of what I would do once I caught up to this f.u.c.k. The jury was still out on that one.

I heard the roar of engines outside as what sounded like the rest of my boys pulling into the driveway, horns blasting. I went from lover and concerned dad to terminator in a hot second. There was only one way to go into battle and this might just be the most important battle of my f.u.c.king life. With one last kiss on her lips I walked out the door. I didn't look back; her soft sobs would only make this s.h.i.t harder than it already was. I know she was trying to be brave but the fear was plain in her eyes and I couldn't handle that right now.

The guys hadn't even got off their bikes but sat in full gear as they waited for me to join them. I nodded in acknowledgement before climbing onto my ride and heading out with them forming in line behind me.

We had already coordinated the night before so we all knew where we were going. Nate as the one most proficient with technology was staying back at the club to keep digging while the rest of us went hunting. Someone had brought in the dogs, we had helicopters scheduled to hit the air in a few hours and we'd organized our own search party separate from the cops.

Only my men knew that my focus was on this Paul person, I never let on to the cops that I had a suspect in mind. Why? Because I didn't want them to catch him. If I believed for one minute that their resources were better I would've spilled in a New York minute. But I had no doubt that I could get to him first.

I saw a call from Deanna but ignored that s.h.i.t. I was sure she wasn't calling to tell me that she had my kid because the eyes in Holly's room would've shown me if she were there. Anything else she had to say to me right now was of no interest. f.u.c.k her.

We headed back to the school to pick up the scent which I knew cold be a c.r.a.p shoot since I was pretty sure he'd left in a car and most trackers couldn't pick up scents that easily in such cases. But supposedly this pair was trained specifically for that, so we'll see.

No one was saying anything as we got to work which is the way we usually did this, only this time there was a sense of something in the air. This was one of ours, she wasn't an unknown, not that we cared any less when we were trying to save a stranger. But the fact that this was Holly added a whole other element to what we were doing here.

Deke I knew was having a hard time and the set look on his face did not bode well. I knew if he caught up with this hump before any of us did things might get messy and I wanted to avoid that at all cost. Besides this was my kill plain and simple.

A call came in from Jake about an hour into it. "I've put out a BOLO on the car he's driving."

"How the f.u.c.k did you find that? My guy's been looking all night with no luck." That was good news, the first break we've had since this s.h.i.t started. Last night the cops said they had nothing, the footage of the car that they suspected was too grainy to make out much of anything and besides they weren't sure that that had been the correct car.

"I went into the database and saw what they have so far, which is s.h.i.t, and worked backwards from there. There was only one unknown in the area at the time school was letting out. He had to move really fast to get to her before your ex showed up. That little strip mall before the turn off for the school has great camera coverage."

"Wonder why the a.s.shole cops didn't think of that?"

"They don't have the resources I do. You want the make and model? We didn't get a shot of the plate but in a town this size it shouldn't be too hard to find. Unless..."

Yeah, unless.

I took the information from him and pa.s.sed it on to my guys before calling Nate and telling him to look for that car in the system. There was probably a good bet that the car had been stolen and somebody might've reported it by now. There were too many variables there so I didn't put too much stock in it. Criminals were a sophisticated bunch these days.

I was going through the motions, but the reality was that I didn't expect to find him this way. I had a strong hunch that he would contact me when he was ready. This was about me in some way; Me and what I do. Deanna had been sure that if Paul was the one behind it, he'd done it because I'd made her get rid of him. I wasn't so sure about that. I had the feeling there was a s.h.i.t load more going on here than met the eye.

Another day was almost at an end and still there was no word and no sightings. I'd made up a thousand flyers of Holly and had them plastered all over the place. Someone was working on a billboard and we had a call center set up, still it wasn't enough. With each hour that went by I grew more and more frustrated. I also came up with a million and one ways to end this f.u.c.ker on sight.

In the end it was Paul's ex who came through. On a hunch I'd put out a sketch of the man and his many disguises as my men had captured during the weeks they'd snapped him going back and forth with Deanna.

She'd seen one that looked familiar and called into the center.

"What's she saying Ca.s.sie?" Ca.s.s was one of the sisters working the phone lined who'd taken the call.

"She says that it looks like her ex, when I asked her where she thought he might be hiding out she gave me the location of an old hunting cabin in the woods in Derby. Says it belongs to his family but no one has used it in years as far as she knows. Blade, he has a history."

"Hold that for now, just tell me where." I was moving and motioning Deke, and Styrder over to follow me. I wasn't sure what I was going to find but I knew I would need them there if only to get my kid out of the way. I took the info and hung up the phone.

"A call came in from the ex wife, we're headed to Derby."

"You telling the feds?"

"What you think Deke? Let's ride out."

We slipped away under pretense of making the rounds again; the least amount of people who knew what we were up to the better.

Derby is a town about forty minutes away, wasn't much there but old farms and wide open s.p.a.ces. It could be a c.r.a.p shot but at this point anything was better than standing around with my thumb up my a.s.s.

When we were almost there I stopped to have a word with the guys. "I think we should walk in from here. I don't know the terrain around this place and if he's there he might be on the lookout. The ex says there's a back way in with the mountains as a backdrop. There's only one other way in or out so it might be a hike. Let's go."

I checked my glock and saw the others do the same. We headed out in an arc formation after turning off our phones. I didn't want anything tipping off this guy to our presence.

The place was a rundown old hut that looked deserted. I was beginning to feel the disappointment of another dead end when I saw movement inside. My heart picked up speed and I signaled to the guys that I'd seen something.

Using hand gestures I told each man where I wanted him to go. Just on the off chance that he got by me they knew they had to take him out. No way he was leaving here with my kid. This s.h.i.t ends here.

f.u.c.k, I wish I had ten men with me, but it was too late for that now.

I made my way up to the place keeping as low as I could. The windows were dirty and visual wasn't that good but I saw enough to know we were in the right place. And what I saw broke my f.u.c.king heart.

He had her tied to a chair. She looked so small and helpless sitting there slumped over that it was all I could do not to storm the door. He wasn't in my line of sight at first but I could hear movement. When he finally did come into view he was cleaning what looked like a nine inch hunting blade.

I called on all my training and said a quick prayer before crawling on my stomach over to the door. There was no way to get in there without alerting him but I couldn't leave her in there a minute more. The best I could hope for was the element of surprise.

I saw my boys getting into position as I stood and prepared to kick the door in. s.h.i.t, just as I expected he moved towards her at the first sound. I aimed my gun at his head as he stood over her. "Step the f.u.c.k away from my kid."

"Well of it isn't the great Hayden Blade Masters, welcome to the party. I would offer you something to drink but I wasn't expecting company." The f.u.c.ker grinned and turned my stomach. He wasn't looking as suave as he had been when he'd been tooling around with my ex, but I guess that was to be expected after a couple days on the run.

I wanted to look at my daughter but schooled myself not to. For now she was out of it which was best. "This is between you and me, she's just a kid let her go."

"You don't remember me do you?"

I kept my eyes on his waiting for my chance, just anything.

He had his filthy hand in my baby's hair and a knife at her throat.

She started making waking noises and I almost panicked.

Please Holly baby, please don't wake up, not yet I was hoping and praying that whatever this sick f.u.c.k had given her would work a little while longer. He tugged on her hair and I fought my body not to move.

It was only when he smiled that I realized who he was. All this time I kept thinking there was something vaguely familiar about him and though the name hadn't rung a bell it seemed like it should've. Now I knew why. The f.u.c.ker had somehow changed his name; either by legal means or other.

He was using his mother's maiden name now; funny how it all came together right now. I'd put him away a long tine ago when I first started working domestics. He'd raped his daughter for months before she'd got up the nerve to tell her mom.

The f.u.c.ker had been given hard time by the judge who had no tolerance for that kind of sick s.h.i.t. I hadn't thought of him in years, too many a.s.sholes in and out of my life since then. But he had my attention now.

I didn't give away the fact that I recognized him, just kept my eyes trained on him. "Am I supposed to?" He became agitated by my answer, which is just what I wanted. One slip up on his part would mean his undoing.

"You cost me everything, my family, my job, my f.u.c.king life. Now I'm going to destroy yours. Your ex-wife was an okay lay by the way. I enjoyed f.u.c.king her in the room with your kid asleep next to us. You should ask her about that some time. That's if you make it out of here."

If he though that s.h.i.t would get a rise out of me he was sadly mistaken. I shrugged my shoulders but didn't say a word. He wiped his mouth and looked around as if cornered.

"Who you got out there, some of your a.s.shole friends who were always following me around? Too bad there weren't there when I nabbed the kid. We've been having lots of fun here together, haven't we lil bit? That's what you call her isn't it?" He tugged on her hair and she winced. Still I didn't move.

"I use to have a daughter once, until you took it all away."

Did this f.u.c.k really think I gave a s.h.i.t about his sob story? He rambled on and on about how I'd f.u.c.ked up his life all the while either too stupid or too c.o.c.ky to realize that his life was measured in seconds. Just move one-inch a.s.shole. As it was he was leaning over so that his face was close to hers, any shot I take might hit her or deafen her or some s.h.i.t.

I just needed him to move the slightest bit to do what I needed to do.

I let him do all the talking, not once did the fool tell me to put the gun down, maybe because he knew that s.h.i.t wasn't gonna happen.

I don't know who it was or how he knew what I needed him to do but right at the moment there was movement outside and he turned his head to the window. I doubt he felt the hollow point as it pierced his brain and splattered it across the wall behind him. a.s.shole! Should've been worse.

The noise from the shot stirred Holly and I ran over to untie her as my boys rushed the door. They took one look at the mess on the floor and then turned their attention to my baby who was waking up. "Torch it."

The sky had a nice orange glow as we rode away from there.

Epilogue.

I was. .h.i.tting her from behind. Nice, slow deep strokes as she laid on her side with her leg in the air, held there by my hand. Her p.u.s.s.y was soft and elastic these days after giving birth, and after the long a.s.s healing period I was d.a.m.n near cross eyed with the need to f.u.c.k.

Her body still retained some of that softness from pregnancy especially around her middle and her a.s.s, which was even now pressing into me. "Hmm baby, your p.u.s.s.y feels like silk. If our boy stays down I'm staying in you all night." She turned her head and lifted her mouth for my tongue.

I had to wrap my hand around her throat to hold her in place as we tongue wrestled. It had been a while since I'd f.u.c.ked her the way I liked. Hard and deep, but tonight that was all about to change. I got up and between her legs in the scissor position.

"Oh s.h.i.t, that's deep." She put her hand over her p.u.s.s.y and tried scooting off my d.i.c.k but I wasn't having that s.h.i.t. Her plump a.s.s had been torturing me all day as she moved around the house behind my kids and it was all I could do not to nail her every hour on the hour.

As it was I'd cornered her in the laundry room and f.u.c.ked her on the washing machine, but that was all I got because Holly was a nosy little s.h.i.t.

Now I was making up for lost time. I pulled her back onto my d.i.c.k hard going even deeper than I was. Her body was now able to accept mine more easily and I was planning on having a lot of fun with that in the future.

She moaned in that f.u.c.k hurt way that said the d.i.c.k was giving her trouble but it only spurred me on to do more. "I love that f.u.c.king sound, do it again." I bent her leg all the way back and bent over her so I could tongue f.u.c.k her mouth. That move sent my c.o.c.k even deeper into her belly and she screeched.

"Shh, you don't want to wake the kids mommy." I put my hand over her mouth and f.u.c.ked her harder. The only sound in the room was the headboard banging against the wall, my grunts and her screams that were blocked by my hand.

"Take this s.h.i.t baby." I took it easy on her though I don't think she saw it that way. By pushing both her legs back all the way until her heels were at her ears. This way she was open and at my mercy. "Oh yeah, look at that p.u.s.s.y." I watched my d.i.c.k slice into her pinkness over and over as she fingered her c.l.i.t.

"f.u.c.k I'm about to nut." The sight of her p.u.s.s.y so pink and open and mine sent me over the edge sooner than I would've liked but we had all night. Providing Junior stayed his a.s.s asleep. I jerked my c.u.m off inside her as she ground her p.u.s.s.y up against my c.o.c.k draining my s.h.i.t.

When I pulled out I hadn't gone all the way down so I decided to put that s.h.i.t to good use. "Guess what." I eased into her upturned a.s.s. From this angle I could go all the way in with ease. Now it was her turn for her eyes to cross. "Blade, lube."

"Don't need it babe you're open." She was slippery wet from her p.u.s.s.y juice and the c.u.m that had run down to her a.s.s after leaking out of her. Besides I liked the little extra roughness. I f.u.c.ked her a.s.s long and hard because there was no way I was c.u.mming again anytime soon. She on the other hand for all her f.u.c.king complaining seemed to be on one long continuous o.r.g.a.s.m.

"Hold that thought." I pulled out of her a.s.s and went into the bathroom to clean my c.o.c.k before going back into her p.u.s.s.y. When I came back out she was fingering her c.u.n.t for all she was worth and writhing in heat. Just the way I wanted her.

I slid onto the bed and up between her thighs until my mouth was over her p.u.s.s.y. Removing her busy fingers, I replaced them with my tongue, trying to lick up to her womb. She f.u.c.ked my face until it was soaked and I'd had my fill of p.u.s.s.y juice for the time being. Now it was time to feed her.

I climbed up over her and held her head in my hand as I led my c.o.c.k into her mouth. "Open wide babe and breathe." She knew what that warning meant. I was about to choke her off just for kicks. It's one of the nicest sensations to feel around your c.o.c.k, other than the tight ring of her cervix that is.

I went in deep enough to make her choke and cough around my d.i.c.k but instead of pulling out I held still as she fought for breath. She struggled as little and her hands flailed around a little, that's when I pulled out. "Again." She grinned up at me as she ordered me to suffocate her with my c.o.c.k. It was her new thing; don't ask me where the f.u.c.k she got it from. All I know is that after the baby shower a new book showed up on her nightstand and apparently it was chocked full of new s.h.i.t she couldn't wait to try after the baby was born.

I don't complain about being her little guinea pig, especially not when she's into having me stuff her a.s.s with beads and pulling them out at the time of o.r.g.a.s.m. Or letting me pile drive into her mouth as she lays on her back. Or my favorite, tying her hands and ankles together and doing whatever the f.u.c.k I want to her body.

Believe it or not, I think we've f.u.c.ked more since the baby was born than before and that was a lot. She claims the pregnancy knocked her chemistry out of whack but I think it's that book she's reading. I think the s.h.i.t makes the Kama Sutra look like a fairy tale.

After I was through choking her for the second time I flipped her onto her hands and knees. I'd clamped off her nipples to stop the flow of her milk, I was saving that for later. Right now I wanted to f.u.c.k her deep and this was the best way to do that.

I surged in and hit her cervix, pulling back and b.u.t.ting against it over and over making her cry out in pleasure pain. On the last thrust I went through and f.u.c.ked around with her womb. I was in there for a reason but she didn't have to know that. She was at the right time for breeding and I was in the mood. Having both my kids around had given me a new appreciation for the little tykes and I wanted more.

Her maternity leave was almost up so I figured I'd time it so she could at least work for a few months doing what she loves before she had to take a break again. I played around in her a.s.s with my fingers as I dove into her p.u.s.s.y. She was hoa.r.s.e from stifling her screams, which were now muted by the mattress. My c.o.c.k swelled up and I felt the heat of my seed as it rose.

I spurted into her shot after hot shot of c.u.m leaving my c.o.c.k head in there until there was none left. Pulling out I dropped to my back and pulled her over me, easing my softening d.i.c.k back into her as she sat on me cowgirl style for the last round.

"Ma.s.sage your t.i.ts babe." She squeezed her milk-swollen t.i.ts, which I knew had to be hurting by now from being clamped so long. As soon as they were red and full I removed the clamps and let the spray hit me in the chest and chin before opening my mouth and latching onto one.

I felt the pull in her womb as I nursed at her t.i.t, draining first one and then the other while she rode herself to another o.r.g.a.s.m. We were a hot sticky dirty disgusting mess but I loved it.

"We better go clean up babe the sun will be up nay second and your kids will be looking for s.h.i.t."

"Five more minutes then I'll get up." She stretched like a kitten and rubbed her chest into mine, spreading her milk even more. We ended up tongue wrestling again as my d.i.c.k finally slipped out of her hole but neither of us seemed in much of a hurry to get up.

It was the stirring of the baby on the monitor that had us getting our s.h.i.t together and heading for the shower. I couldn't resist having one last taste before I had to head out for the day. The boys and I had a new case starting today and I needed to get a move on.

I leaned her over until her arms were flat against the wall so I could eat her p.u.s.s.y from behind. Never get enough of that taste.

With my daily dose taken care of I was good to go.

A Few months later.

"Push baby, push."

"Hayden, shut, up."

"Suit yourself but I don't think they want to stay in there much longer."

She glared at me as she dug her nails into my hand. To say she was not pleased at this turn of events was a mild misleading statement. She was p.i.s.sed.

I'm not sure if it had been that first time or one of the other times throughout my breeding campaign, but somewhere along the way I'd nailed her. She'd been hesitant to tell me at first thinking it was a mistake on her part until the grin on my face had given me away. Then she'd been loaded for bear.