Anarchist Book 3 (2 page)

It wasn’t easy getting the priest to agree to my little request, but in the end what fault could he find with it?

He was supposed to oppose divorce wasn’t he? So what harm was there in making that one little stipulation in the wedding vows?

When the time comes, I will use that to my advantage. It seems since coming back home my whole world has been turned upside down with one thing or another. Now I’m married.

I looked down at the gold band he’d placed on my finger, it’s funny; I hadn’t been expecting one. It was old but beautiful, one of those timeless pieces that endured the test of time.

I felt a warmth creep into my heart for a split second, as I looked after my new husband’s retreating back. ‘It’s time you grow up Dana.’ I told myself.

Yes it was, if not I will forever be tossed to and fro in the tempest, with other people always making the decisions for me.

I headed back to the house where my new husband had ordered me to stay while he did who knows what.

As I stepped out into the sunshine I felt free for the first time in a long while. I also felt a giddy sense of something. There was a tingling in my tummy, and I had the urge to smile for no blessed reason at all.

I could make this work, after all it wasn’t like my new husband was an ogre or something, in fact he was really quite handsome. And hadn’t he gone after my dad for what he did to me, a total stranger?

And he brought mom to me even though she’d not stayed. And he’s been nothing but kind ever since I got here. Yes, I could work with this.

My step was much lighter as I drew closer to the house. Melissa had promised to come by after and spend some time with me, since it seemed as if Lawton planned on keeping me a prisoner in his house for now.

I felt a slight pang of regret that my wedding day was nothing like I’d dreamed of as a child, but that was silly. This wasn’t a conventional wedding after all.

Conventional or not, it was real and it was going to stay that way. I felt like the old me again for the first time since my dad had let me in on his little secret.

Had that only been a few hours ago? How could life change so drastically in such a short time? I looked down at the ring on my finger once more and felt a new beat in my heart.

All I have to do now is learn my way around here, because there was no way I was staying cooped up inside for more than a day or two. Inactivity is the worse fate if you ask me.

At school they’d taught us to always be in motion, whether thinking or doing, always be about something.

There was a whole lot of stuff I could do around here I think, but first I must work on winning my husband over.

Maybe some of those expensive classes will come in handy after all, though I’d found them old fashioned and out dated at the time.

Who knew that etiquette and the how to be a proper wife training would actually come in handy in this day and age?

I got a chill when I remembered whom it was that had paid for those classes and why. Thank heaven Lawton had saved me from that.

TRAVIS

“You’re not marrying him, there’s no fucking way I’ll ever let that happen.” She was only doing this shit because she thought he was safe, that he would be her family’s choice.

I’d taken her cherry at sixteen and I’d be fucked if someone else was going to put hands on what’s mine.

I had her laid out on the bed, arms and legs spread wide and tied to the posts.

Her pussy, that gash that fucking owned me, winked at me from between the fat lips that my mouth knew so well.

I’d gone away for a year, I had to if I wanted to do something more with my life than the drudgery that was staring me in the face in this small town that was going nowhere fast.

After university, which I’d only made because of scholarships, I’d been offered a job overseas. If I took it and did well, I would be set in my engineering field for life.

“We had an understanding, we talked about this shit. How the fuck could you forget that?” Her eyes followed me across the room as I paced back and forth in my anger.

Suzette is a good girl, I know that, but she’s gullible as fuck and that smarmy bitch of a mother and her asshole dad was always turning her head around. But I thought we were over this, that we were past anything resembling this shit.

When they’d found out about us when she was in high school and me already at college, they’d tried to break us apart, but my girl had stood firm.

I understand that that’s because I was there to hold her hand and reassure her that I would never leave her like they tried to make her believe.

But they waited until I was gone; Skype and email didn’t offer the same comfort and stability as having a warm body there next to you did.

I should’ve known they would try something like this, but I thought she was strong enough, that our love was strong enough to withstand whatever they threw our way.

“You are partly to blame for this too, don’t think you’re off the fucking hook.”

“Travis…”

“Don’t say one fuck to me.” I turned and pointed my finger at her. I love my girl but she’s known for causing shit where none is needed; too fucking soft.

It was true that we came from opposite sides of the tracks, with me being on the wrong side. It was true that her family had more money than mine would probably ever see in this lifetime, but I was working, had been working on evening those odds.

Everything I’d done in the last couple of years had been for her, with her in mind.

I pushed myself in school that much harder because I wanted to give her everything that I thought a woman of beauty, the woman I loved, deserved.

Not to prove shit to her fuck of an old man, but because it’s what I wanted as a man. To be a man in my book, you had to be able to take care of yours.

I never counted my uncle’s money and wealth as my own. He’d done more than enough for me all those years ago when he’d taken me in, the poor relation, his younger brother’s son.

Sure my dad was a major fuck up. He’d squandered every opportunity ever given to him, and the people of this town never forgot that shit, even years after he’d left and settled somewhere else.

So when my uncle started bringing me out here in the summer when I was about twelve, everyone pretty much knew my life story.

At first I tried to resent Law and Kyle, and even their baby sister. They had it all after all.

Their father had inherited most of our late grandfather’s wealth, and he and his family were living high on the hog, while me and mine were barely putting food on the table.

But then after that first summer here I’d started seeing things different.

My uncle wasn’t the asshole I was led to believe by a disgruntled father, but a hard working family man who’d taken his part of the inheritance and made it into more.

It was true that he’d inherited the lion’s share as the eldest son, but the others had in no way been left out.

He just happened to be the only one who wanted to stay around these parts, so had no problem buying out his siblings when they wanted to sell. He wanted to keep the land in the family’s name as it had been for hundreds of years.

When things had started going way south at home, it was my uncle and cousins who had driven the hundreds of miles to move me out here.

They’d never once made me feel like anything less than they are and in fact had gone above and beyond to make me feel like one of them. Not a distant nephew, and cousin but a son and brother.

Then I’d met her and my life had changed for the better. Whatever it was that had been missing in my dad’s life, that I was always afraid would be missing in mine too when the time came, was no longer a lingering fear.

She made me want to do amazing things just for her. When I thought of my future now, all I saw was her smiling and happy. And so I’d set out to make that shit happen.

I’d applied myself at school and had a set goal in mind from then ‘til now.

Now I come home looking forward to burying myself inside her again after going without for a fucking year and find this shit.

My hand still stung from where I’d spanked her ass in my anger. Her reasoning that it was the pressure from her parents had fallen on deaf ears.

“And you know we believe that fucker’s father killed my aunt and uncle and my baby cousin. I ought to knock your fucking head off.”

I was hit by a sudden thought that made my visions hazy. Walking back over to the bed I stood over her looking down.

My hand flashed out and grabbed her hair pulling her head back. “If you tell me you let him touch you I swear to fuck you’re both dead.”

“I didn’t...”

“Why the fuck should I believe your ass?” I shook her head like a ragdoll, something I would never have done if I weren’t so fucking pissed.

There was a knock on the door so I dropped her head and gave her a stern look. “Travis, untie me.”

“Fuck no, you’re staying here until I figure out what the fuck to do about this mess you made.” I wanted to kiss those pouting lips more than I wanted my next breath, but I was too angry to give in.

I snatched the door open and was able to muster a smile for my cuz. We hugged and slapped each other on the back

“Hey bro what’s up?” It had been a year since I’d seen him; the fucker hadn’t changed a bit, still the same hard ass that he’d always been.

“Nothing much, I hear you have a situation.”

“You could say that.” I looked back over my shoulder towards the room where I’d left her tied to the bed.

“I hope you don’t mind me using the guesthouse, I didn’t think it was cool to bring this shit up to the house.”

In fact I was planning to stay here while I built my own place right here on the land.

It was something the three of us had decided, Law, Kyle and I, that we were all gonna live here and raise our families here together.

That was before everything had gone to shit though, but I didn’t see it changing. In fact I think we needed each other now more than ever.

Kyle had already built his place and Law of course had the main house, so now it was just me who had to build, and I knew just the spot.

“Of course it’s cool bro; now about your problem.” He told me some shit that was going on with him.

I felt bad because I’d heard snippets from the guys when I was telling them about my own shit, but I had been too caught up in myself to pay attention.

“So he’s here if you want to use his services.” He ended his story after suggesting I might want to take the same road as him.

“I need to see about the license first though don’t I?”

“That’s easy, I got one for me don’t see why we cant pull that same string again and get you yours.” He pulled his phone to do just that and already I was feeling better.

We were gonna get married soon anyway so why the fuck not today?

The others saw us and headed over. I hadn’t really had time to say hello before, but now I figured I could take a minute. Law’s suggestion made perfect sense. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of it myself, but hey.

“Well?” Kyle pounded my shoulder and grinned at me. It was good to see some of the old spark back in him. The last time I’d been here he was still an angry young man, who had gone from always smiling and joking, to having a very sour disposition.

“Law is setting something up, I should have my shit handled before the day is over. Then we just have to deal with the Davises, which I’m not too worried about.”

“Glad to hear it bro, it’s good to have you home. Before I forget I went ahead and got the papers drawn up like you asked since I knew you were coming home soon. You can start building as soon as you’re ready.”

“Thanks bro, I’d almost forgotten about that.” Law finished his call and came back over to the rest of us.

“It’s done, should be ready in another couple hours; better go tell the preacher to hang around.”

“He’s a priest Law.”

“Same shit Kyle. Now that that’s settled we have to plan, with this added drama we’re about to have a shit storm on our hands.”

“Sorry to bring this shit here bro.”

“Don’t be stupid Travis, you’re my brother your shit is my shit we handle this fuck together.”

I went back inside where she was bound to the bed waiting for me. My cock suddenly remembered that he hadn’t received his welcome home pussy as yet, and that’s the one thing we’d both been looking forward to for the last couple of weeks.

The closer it got to coming home time, I couldn’t even jerk off, nothing worked, nothing would do until I got inside her.

“Now, let’s start over.” I stripped off my shirt and pants before making my way over to the bed.

“Travis don’t you think we need to talk about this?”

“There’s nothing to talk about. You’re marrying only one man in this lifetime and that’s me. You have nothing else to worry about where this situation is concerned. I’ll take care of it all. Now come here let me taste that pussy.”

I had to climb up on the bed and get between her legs since they were both tied off at the ankle.

“Man I missed this gash.” She was pink and soft and I could see with all her bullshit she was already getting wet.

“You sure you didn’t let that fucker anywhere near my pussy right, because I’m gonna know the truth in about ten minutes after I finish licking you.

After a year your shit is supposed to be nice and tight.”

“I didn’t sleep with him already geez Travis, what the hell do you take me for?”

“Watch your tone, and I take you for the girl who was going to marry him because daddy said so.”

“I would’ve found a way out of it.”

“I don’t want to talk about this shit anymore, I want inside you.”

I opened her pink and red pussy before sticking out my tongue for one long lick from her clit to her asshole. I licked and sucked on her pussy until she was nice and wet around my tongue.

“Sweet fucking pussy.”

“And what about you? Did you screw around on me when you were gone half way around the world?”

“No, I said I wouldn’t and I haven’t, if I was gonna do that shit I would’ve told you. Now stop asking me stupid questions and put that mouth to good use.”

I climbed up her chest and fed her my dick, which she was only too happy to swallow. “Hungry are you?” she sucked my meat like she was getting reacquainted with it and I let her have her fun while I finger fucked her wet cunt.

“Enough.” I pulled her off my cock by her hair and bent down to kiss her. The kiss turned into a whole production with tongues and teeth and I was home at last.

Situating myself between her spread thighs I teased her slit with my cock before dipping it in and pulling out again. I did this a couple of times until she lifted her pussy in search of my cock.

She was already making fuck hurt noises and I wasn’t even buried in her belly yet. I figured I’d take it nice and slow this first time because she’d been without for so long and I didn’t want to hurt her.

Her pussy was about right, nice and tight; in fact it was almost like the first time all over again, that’s how tight it was.

I took her lips once my cock was buried inside her, holding still inside her while she adjusted to having ten and a half inches of extra hard cock stuffed inside her pussy, which was doing its best to stretch around me.

“Travis it hurts.”

“I know baby we’ll go slow.” I calmed her with soft kisses and gentle touches. Her nipples were begging for attention so I bent my head and took one of the plump morsels in my mouth.

I needed her hands on me so the restraints had to go. Reaching out I untied first one hand and then the other before pulling out of her heat and untying her feet.

“Huuuuhhh.” She whined when I left her pussy, but I was soon back. Her hands went right to my back, her nails digging into me as I slid in nice and deep.

I wanted to fuck, but the man in me knew that after a year without her mate, my woman needed a hell of a lot more than the pounding I wanted to give her.