Love Came Back (a Pyro-Princess Design and Style novel Book 1) (24 page)

43

Taken

..::Siddaleigh::..

He opened the passenger side of the truck and lifted me into it with ease. I rushed to belt myself in as he shoved himself through the other side. He ignited and turned the truck on and we practically peeled out of there in a cloud of dust.

He drove as fast as he could with one hand on the steering and the other played with the fabric of my dress. He also decided to go to his house. It was only a ten minute drive from his parents. It was in a huge open space. A long dirt driveway that led up to a beautiful one story ranch home. With a wrap-around porch. Oh, my goodness. This is my dream home! It was so wide. Beautiful half wood, half brick home with an American and Texas flag on a pole in the yard. I was in awe. He braked hard, stopping right at the front steps and threw open his door and ran to mine. I was just pulling my seat belt away when he yanked me out and threw me over his shoulder.

“Konner! Are you out of your mind? Set me down this instant!” In reply, I received a hard slap on my ass. “KONNER PATRICK O’BRIAN! Never do that-,” He interrupted me again by giving me another one, but this time it left a subtle sting and he just caressed his spanking with a palm and shockingly enough, it felt…hot. Erotic. Remembering that one time Mikhail did it caused the darkness in my mind to rise again, but Konner interrupted them before they clouded my mind entirely.

“You teased my dick all throughout dinner. I almost busted in my jeans with your damn hand-job. I need you, now. Don’t pretend you didn’t like that little spank either. I would never hurt you.”

“Maybe.”

“Siddaleigh Mare?”

“Oh alright, I liked it. I never thought I would like something like that. I don’t know, maybe we could try it? See what happens?”

“Oh, you will love how I give it to you.”

“Don’t be crude!”

He laughed and unlocked the door. Once we were inside, he kicked the door shut with his boot.

“I need you, now. I can’t wait.”

He slid me down his body and backed me up to the solid wood door. I felt more than I heard, my panties being ripped and torn off my body before he shifted himself against me. He popped open his jeans (Lord, love buttons) and he swung my legs around his hips, where he lunged his rock hard member inside me and filled me to the hilt.

“You were such a damn little tease tonight babe. Rubbing my dick while eating. In front of my parents too. You are such a naughty baby,” Konner’s voice was ragged against my neck. “You’re so fucking soft and hot on my dick. I love how you feel surrounding me. Gripping me like you can’t get enough. I know I can’t last. This might have to be fast. I’m sorry.”

I felt my breathing become erratic and I whimpered in ecstasy. It so didn’t matter if this time was fast, because I was almost there as well.

“So hot, Konner. That’s so hot. I love how you talk to me. It’s so erotic and makes me feel so, so…”

I couldn’t even finish because Konner was plunging and pumping inside me quick. I felt myself getting so close to the edge of release. I knew he was strong, but he pushed me harder into the door, and held me up with a hand and a thigh. He reached one hand between us to knead at my sensitive clitoris.

“So close, Konner. Just a little more.”

Konner stopped, pulled his hand away and I was about to give him a reprimand when he told me to touch myself.

“Come on, babe, play with your clit. Show me how you make yourself come when your all alone and thinking about me. Tell me-fuck! Squeeze my dick again, babe. That’s so good.”

I squeezed my inner walls again and I felt Konner shaking against me.

“Yeah, that’s right,
leannán
, squeeze it so tight and frame my dick in all that sweet velvety heat.”

I did it again and I reached my hand between us. I was grazing his pelvic area with my knuckles and circled my super-sensitized button with urgency.

“God, Sidda, I’m about to come, babe. I want you with me. Love how your silky wet pussy is loving my dick and begging me to give you relief. Sweet, hot and so perfect. I love you, Siddaleigh Mare.
Tá tú mianach. I gcónaí mianach.
Tell me your mine.
Mbaineann tú liom
. You belong with me. Always.”

“Yes, Konner. Always. Yours. Forever.”

My breath became uneven and my body erupted in the sweetest and most intensive rapture I had ever felt in my life.

“Fuck. I feel all that sweet cream drowning me. So burning hot; I’m on fire. Give it all to me, love. Take it all. I want you to take everything I got babe.”

He continued murmuring sexy, dirty words to me and he groaned loud as his release shot out of him. I felt him burying his seed deeper still in my core, all the way to my womb.

I hoped sex like this was okay for the baby. He shoved his face in my neck and sucked at my skin deeply. I swear I would wear his mark for all of my days if he didn’t stop. I didn’t mind it though. I loved it. I felt his teeth and cried out in so much pleasure I came again. Panting, I felt spent, sated and lethargic.

“Thank God we had dessert. I think you wore me out, Konner. You’re positively insatiable.”

“With you, babe? I stay in a constant state of arousal and semi-hard-on. However, if you’re a good girl, I’ll give it to you before we fall asleep in that big bed I need to christen. Maybe I’ll even give you a taste of my hand against that beautiful bottom of yours.”

“If I’m good? Oh, no. If you’re good, Konner Patrick.
I
can wait! Now take me to bed. I’m so done for!”

♥

The next two weeks came as the same. No threats, no harm. Lots of sexual encounters. We christened every room in his house. He was forever insatiable and I seemed to find myself liking that immensely.

The store opened a week ago, which we christened the office and back storage space. My breasts felt more sensitive and I felt a little more tired. No morning sickness or any type of sickness, so I was glad for that. I did gain about five pounds. I was wanting to surprise Konner with it for a Christmas gift. That’s when I wanted to surprise him. I think he would like that.

The doctor’s appointment I had went well, everything seemed good, and I had blood work done. Whatever they needed that for. I just wanted the baby to be fine and healthy. So if the doctor needed blood, she could take all she needed.

I wasn’t ready to tell anyone else. I did end up telling Mags. I promised her to secrecy. I wanted Konner to be really the one I told first, but I got Mags to pick up a pregnancy test because Konner wouldn’t leave me alone. The store kept my mind off it for the time being. With Christmas just a few weeks away, I would tell him soon enough so I wasn’t going to worry and borrow trouble.

I was at work taking inventory when I heard a clatter around a shelf by the back door. The only one working right now was Koralen, and she was supposed to be up front.

Callie would have hollered if she was here so I went to investigate. Maybe Koralen needed something for a customer.

“Koralen? Do you need something?” I walked towards the sound, and when I rounded the corner, I saw the hat boxes that were filled with Candace’s fedoras.

I hummed to myself, wondering what could have made that fall over. That’s when I saw cigarette butts.

Cigarette butts? What the-?

Someone reached around me with one across my chest, the other with a cloth coming towards my nose and mouth. I let out a scream before I felt myself fade into blackness.

44

What Matters the Most

..::Konner::..

I was making myself lunch, when I heard pounding on my door and the bell sounding off.

“KONNER! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR! NOW!”

I heard Nathan hollering from the other side and I ran to the door and almost ripped it off the hinges as I opened it.

“WHAT? Is it Brianne? What’s going on?”

Nate strode in and faced me with a veiled savagery I’d never seen before. It set my teeth grinding and my body tensing.

“She’s fine. It’s Sidda.”

No. No fucking way
. My heart started racing as I ran into the room we shared and swept into the closet to change.

I pulled on jeans, a black shirt and boots. I leaned into my go-bag, grabbed the ankle strap with a hand gun.

“Got another one brother?”

I knew Nathan didn’t want to be unarmed either, so I tossed him my other one. I grabbed my KP-01 Sig Sauer and made sure the safety was on when I shoved it underneath the band of my jeans under my shirt.

“Let’s roll and talk to me.”

“Brianne was at the boutique when her and the quiet one-”

“Koralen.”

“Yeah, her. When they heard a scream in the back, Bri went to look and saw Sidda being dragged out the back into a black sedan. She ran after it and was able to get four code markings from the license plate before they rounded a corner and sped off. She stupidly ran to her car and tried following it before she ended up losing it.”

“Okay. Fuck. Where’s Brianne now?”

“She went back to the store. She’s with Koralen at PPDS. She didn’t want to leave her alone at the shop just in case someone came back.”

“Police?”

“I told her to wait until I got to you.”

“When?”

My rage knew no bounds. It was a full-blown wild fire racing through my veins. Pumping adrenaline into my blood. I knew letting her go to work without me or someone shadowing her was a fucking mistake. It’s been silent for too long. She convinced me she’d be fine. My fucking ass. I was gluing her to my side when I got ahold of her. Everything I promised her. Down the mother fucking drain.

“Ten minutes ago. I was on my way here when Bri called in a panic.”

“I’ll call Hindrons. His backing sounds legit, former Army Ranger. He was part of her case before. There has to be something at the store to give us a clue.”

We ran to my Camaro, knowing I needed speed over comfort and sped my way to PPDS.

I knew the sorry mother fucker would try get even with Sidda one way or another for putting him away. Thompson would know pain like he’s never known it. He will have to learn that touching what belonged to me, was a big. Fucking. Mistake.

♥

..::Siddaleigh::..

I heard a graveling crunching sound. Light but masculine voices drifted in and out all around me. I felt the vehicle jarring my body back and forth.

I smelt a pungent order of chemical lingering on my clothes from when my kidnapper knocked me out. It was nauseating and I could feel myself almost wanting to vomit.

“Is that bitch still unconscious?”

I heard Mikhail’s voice clearly from the front of the sedan. My eyes hurt something fierce and my nose and lips felt cracked and had a slight burn. I didn’t want to open my eyes, so assuming I was still passed out was simple. The person who checked on me was convinced I was still out.

“Yeah, she’s still out like a light.”

I didn’t recognize this voice. I didn’t know where I was besides being in the back of this SUV. All I saw when I peeked my eyes open was the back side of the seat and the hatch. I tried to slowly move my legs. I was able to move them just a bit to get the feeling back into them. My arms, good. Nothing felt broken. My hands were…
not
tied
!

My phone! I prayed it was still in my pocket. I gently reached out as quietly as I could and slid my hand down my side into my pocket.

SCORE! My iPhone was tucked inside.

I took it out and noticed it was off. The sound that bings when it was waking was blocked by the soft rock music playing up front. Thank God. I looked and saw I had twenty missed calls, thirty text messages and four voicemails.

Some texts were from Callie, Mags and Brianne, but most were from Konner and Detective Hindrons. Thank God Konner got him into the mix.

I scrolled to the first text, and was glad to see Konner’s name pop up. I was only able to read the last sent message when I opened it, I wasn’t worried about the others. I put my phone on silent, no vibrate, and let it scroll to the last one.

Konner: Baby, please answer me. Let me know ur ok. Please, text me, call me, idc.

Me: Konner I’m in the back of an SUV.

Within thirty seconds I’m received a response.

Konner: I know, Bri saw the fucker take U. Now that your phone is FINALLY on we can start tracking u. u ok?

Me: Yes. TYG! IDK how much longer I can act passed out.

Konner: Ur two hours ahead of us. Ur half way 2 Nacogdoches.

I was about to answer when I heard rustling in the front. I panicked, pocketed my phone and laid as still as I could when I felt the truck slowing and pulling over.

“Why you pulling over man, ready to switch driving or something?”

I heard Mikhail’s insidious laughter echo through the vehicle.

“No, just getting rid of the access baggage.”

I heard a click of a gun, and hearing a quick gasp, the shot that rang was followed by a deafening silence. The sound of the gun was quick and precise. I saw blood splatter all over the windows. Then a door opening, closing, then another door opening and I heard a dragging sound. It was a dragging, slippery sound and I heard gurgling.

Mikhail must have killed that guy, and dragged him away from the truck.

GULP.

I kept my eyes closed so Mikhail would think I’m not awake yet. He unlatched the back hatch. He gripped my throat and my eyes shot open and my hands grabbed his in reverence.

“There you are. Nice and awake. I’m not fucking stupid Siddaleigh. You should’ve been awake for at least a good half hour. I would know. I’ve done it to you many times. Let’s ride up front, shall we?”

I did
not
want to go up there with him. He was making me sick just looking at him. He’s aged since the last time I saw him. Not well aged either. I tried to resist but he back handed my face and I momentarily saw stars dance in front of my eyes. He then bodily removed me and deposited me in the passenger seat. With all the blood covering the seat, windows and dashboard.

“Are you crazier than usual!? There is blood all over this seat, asshole.”

He hit me again and the reflex from old made itself known and I stayed quiet. He grabbed cable ties from the glove compartment. My eyes are blurred but I could feel him tighten them around my wrists until they almost felt numb. Fortunately for me, the idiot tied them in front.

This
, I can work with.