Chapter Six

Callan

“What time is it?”

I turn around to find Emily seated up on the bed rubbing sleep from her eyes. She looks so fucking gorgeous with her long black hair ruffled and eyes filled with sleep. So, fucking irresistible.

I lean in and press my lips over hers, slowly guiding her back to lie down. It takes everything in me to not pull the cover back and climb back in bed with her. “It’s only five, you should get more sleep.”

She shakes her head, “I can’t. I need to get to my apartment and change before heading to the diner.”

“They don’t open until eight, right?”

“Hmm,” she hums, burrowing deeper into the pillows. I can see her battling the need to carry on sleeping and get up. Considering the night we had, she needs the rest. I wasn’t going to take it much further yesterday, but resisting this girl proved to be harder than anything I’ve ever had to do and before I knew it, I was fucking her in my kitchen, in my living room, and in my bathroom. I wasn’t nice about it either. Pouring into her body all those nights I went without her. Suffice it to say, she needs as much rest as she can get.

“Why are you up?” she whispers when I draw the sheets over her body.

“Habit,” I tell her, my eyes locked with her sleepy ones and realize that I want to wake up to those beautiful eyes watching me every day for the rest of our lives. “Back in the military, we’d wake up at five, sometimes earlier to exercise, so it’s almost impossible for me to sleep past the time.”

“So, the rumor is true. You were in the military,” she says with a small yawn.

“The Marine Corps, yes. I’ll tell you all about it when you wake up. Unless you want to join me for my morning run.”

“God, no!” She shakes her head frantically, tugging the covers over her body, and for some reason, that brings a smile to my lips. I have been doing a lot of that lately-- smiling, and it’s all thanks to this precious girl.

“Get some rest, I’ll wake you up later and drive you to work.”

“You promise?”

It’s at the tip of my mouth to tell her to quit, that I will provide her with anything she needs, but I figure this is not a conversation to have with a barely conscious person, so I settle for something I can say. “I promise.”

I wait until her breathing has evened out before leaving the bed. I change into my sweats and running shoes. By the time I make it downstairs, Brutus and Barry are already up and standing by the door, their tails wagging eagerly to join me on the run.

This is a normal routine for us, except this time, I have a woman waiting for me to come back. We take our usual route and start our run up the mountain. This early in the morning, the world is cloaked in darkness, with the faintest hint of light on the horizon. Even without the light, I know this path like the back of my hand.

The cool air nips at my skin as we go higher up in elevation. My dogs’ excited panting is the only sound breaking through the early morning, but we’re soon surrounded by the tranquil sounds of nature awakening around us.

By the time we make it back to the cabin, the sun has painted the sky with hues of orange and pink. I use a clean towel to wipe the dogs’ paws before letting them into the house, where I fill up their water and food bowls. I grab water for myself and head upstairs to grab a shower. Emily is still sound asleep when I walk in so I try not to disturb her as I sneak into the ensuite.

Twenty minutes later, I walk out to find her still asleep, and as much as I hate waking her, I did promise her to do so.

She stirs when I draw the covers over her shoulders. “Hey, princess–”

“Is it time already?” she whines, sitting up but her eyes are still closed, hair a mess of black strands. She looks so cute as a pout tugs on her lips.

“You can always call work and tell them you’re not coming in today.” Or ever.

“No.” She shakes her head, rubbing sleep from her eyes once more. “I cannot afford to get fired. I had to beg the owner to give me work even though I didn’t have much experience.”

I brush hair strands from her face, and she turns her pretty moss-green eyes on me. “You don’t need to work if you don’t want to.”

Her brows crinkle in confusion. “How come?”

“You have me now. I can take care of you for the rest of your life.”

She watches me for a long time before shaking her head. “I… I need to work and save up in case I–”

She cuts herself off before she can finish her statement, but I don’t need to think too hard about what she was going to say. Emily Lane showed up to this town out of the blue and got the one job that would pay her in cash.

She is running, or hiding from someone, and I doubt it’s the law.

“Who are you running from?” I ask and I figure I’ve hit the nail in the head when her eyes widen in alarm, and she tries to get out of bed, but I place my hand on her knee to stop her. “Is it the law?”

“What? No, of course not.” She confirms what I already guessed.

“Family?”

She looks away, shaking her head at my words. “I don’t have family. I was raised in an orphanage since I was five. I don’t remember much, but my record said my parents had passed away in a drunk driving accident”

Which only leaves one answer. A man. If I hadn’t just taken her virginity, I would have figured it was a past lover, but it’s evident she hasn’t been involved with anyone before which leaves… a man equally obsessed with her like I am.

Oh, he better get over that obsession if he doesn’t want to turn into yet another statistic. A part of me knows the man is not going to forget Emily, I know I wouldn’t.

Hell, I would follow her around the world if she thought of running again. There is no getting over Emily, and when the man comes after her as I know he will, she’ll have me to get rid of him.

She’s mine now.

“You don’t need to run anymore, princess,” I tell her, brushing my fingers over her lips and I watch under heated gaze as they part open. I drop my fingers and replace them with my mouth, twisting it hotly over hers. She sighs into the kiss when I drag my tongue over hers, the friction sending a deep growl climbing up my throat. “You have me now. Whoever comes after you will have to deal with me. I’m sorry to hear about your family too. It’s just me and my brother Shaw, we lost our parents a while back too, from a car accident. It’s how I got this scar on my face, and why I joined the Marines, I didn’t have anywhere else to go. If anyone understands, it me, Princess.

Emily lets out a needy whimper and climbs onto my lap. I wrap an arm around her waist as I deepen the kiss, savoring the texture of her mouth. She rocks her naked pussy over my toweled cock, causing it to slide open.

“Cal, need you ,” she whimpers, breaking the kiss to trail her lips over my jaw and to the side of my neck, her soft pecks sending a storm of heat to my throbbing dick. My hands travel under the t-shirt I let her borrow and up to the swell of her tits, fondling the perfect globes and teasing her nipples with the pad of my thumb, causing her back to arch with a loud moan.

“How hard?” I grind, squeezing her tits into my palms and loving the weight of her supple mounds on my palms. God, I should be gentle this time.

She brushes her lips over the spot under my ear, rocking her naked pussy over my toweled erection. “Don’t hold back.”

With a pained growl, I roll us on the bed so she’s under me and the towel slips off, leaving me naked. With my eyes locked on hers, I bring my hand between her thighs, and she whimpers when I rub the thick digit over her wet folds to part her feminine lips. “I’ve hardly touched you and you’re already dripping,” I rasp, finding her clit with my middle finger and rubbing firm circles around the swelling bud.

“Yes, want you… Oh God!”

Her back arches off the bed and her mouth opens in a moan when I slide my digit into her tight opening. I slowly add my index finger, before thrusting in and out of her in slow tantalizing thrusts, until the room fills with the obscene sound of her wet flesh connecting with my digits.

“Fuck baby, I need to be inside of you,” I growl, drawing my fingers from her sex to guide my throbbing shaft to her wet and waiting pussy. She wraps her thighs around my waist as I rub the head of my cock over her pussy, gathering moisture to her hole but leaving in the tip. I don’t move for a couple of seconds, causing her to writhe needily under me, begging for me to fill her. I stay still, my eyes locked with hers when I speak. “It doesn’t matter how far you run; I want you to know that I will always find you.”

With that declaration, I slam forward, impaling her with the thick inches of my cock, giving her little space to react to my words.

“Oh!” she screams, her back arching off the bed even as her hot cunt quivers around my cock.

Fuck! Oh Fuck!

She is so fucking tight. How the fuck can she still be this fucking snug after the night we had? Her wet cunt pulses hotly over the tip of my cock, and I have to clench my jaw as I fight back the need to spill my seed into her womb. I let myself get so, so close to the edge, but hold myself back – a teasing ache filling my balls as I grind my teeth together to force myself to last longer.

“Goddamn, baby,” I pant, the base of my spine twisting when I push back my desire, a battle I am determined to win. “I won’t last, not when you’re gripping me this tightly,” I manage, meeting her glassy eyes.

“Don’t hold back,” she whimpers, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and pulling me down to kiss her, but it’s more a brush of lips than anything. “Take me, Cal. Make me yours.”

I grip her thigh harder and pull out fully, before slamming back into her so hard, it sends her back arching off the bed, and the arm around my shoulder drops. The bed rocks with us, the headboard pounding as hard into the wall as I am into her. “Is this what you wanted?” I grind out between panting breaths, my cock shoving hard into her. I hungrily as her tits shake with every thrust. She cries out, burying her fingers into the sheets as I rail her like a madman, slamming my cock in and out of her tight little pussy in feral thrusts. “Going to breed this pussy raw and fill you with my seed, you’ll be feeling me all day in that little diner. Every step you take will remind you of what’s waiting at home for you.”

“ Oh God , yes,” she sobs, her body thrashing on the bed as her sex pulses hotly around my cock and I can tell she’s close which only sends me increasing the tempo. I refuse to be the one to finish first, so I continue my brutal pace, the sound of the bed hitting the wall almost as loud as my angels’ moans.

Her breathing grows choppy, and her legs begin to shake as I slam harder into her, and when I lean down to bite one of her nipples over the shirt, she explodes. She throws her head back, her lips parting with a scream as a tremble wracks her entire body. Her cunt cinches hard around my cock, shoving me right off the edge with her.

My gut twists tightly before it releases in a rush of pleasure that sends my muscles rippling. I grip her thigh hard, as I slam my hips down on hers and pump my seed deeper into her sex until she’s milked me of my last drop. My body loses tension, and I roll to the side of the bed with a heavy grunt. The room is quiet, leaving for our heavy breathing, and when Emily turns to look at me, I spy a lazy, satisfied smile on her lips.

“Forget quitting, my boss is going to fire me for sure,” she chuckles, leaning in and brushing her lips on my bicep.

“That’ll mean more time I get to have you to myself.”

She chuckles, slapping my shoulder before getting up, her dark hair whipping around her as she walks towards the bathroom, but pauses at the door. “If you get me to work on time, you might even get a goodbye kiss.”

With that, she walks into the ensuite and closes the door behind her as if that’s going to keep me out. I look at the alarm clock I rarely use, and figure I can spare ten more minutes for another quick shower, so I join her in the bathroom.

The teasing smile that greets me when I walk into the bathroom lets me know that she was expecting me to join her, and when she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls my mouth down on hers into a hot kiss, I swear to protect the girl with my life.