Dangerous Place For Love (5 page)

He loved it when she milked him for
his cum.

“
Feels so good,” she cried
out as her release overtook her and within seconds he was pounding
inside her searching for his own climax.

“
Yes, yes,” she screamed,
over and over again. Her fingers sinking into the muscle of his
shoulder. Latching her lips onto his neck, sucking his skin. He
thrust inside her a few more times and growled as his seed spurted
out of his cock into her body. It amazed him how well she took all
of him.

“
Wow,” she whispered near
his ear. “I think I’ve marked you.”

“
I’ll wear it with pride,”
he said.

Both chuckled. Erik helped her off his
cock and he was swamped by guilt. They’d been having unprotected
sex now for the past few days and he didn’t know what to do about
it. He wasn’t aware if Kelly was taking anything and didn’t know if
he should even approach the subject.

He wouldn’t mind if she became
pregnant with his child. The thought of her healthy and swollen
with his baby filled him with pride, but he was thirty-seven while
she was only in her twenties. Could he do that to her?

A baby was a huge commitment and he
wasn’t sure if she would be ready to deal with something as life
changing as a baby.

He took her hand and walked the short
distance to their little camping area. He knew it would only be a
matter of time before their situation worsened. No place was immune
to storms and awful weather. The island had started to turn cold
and the only protection they had from the fatal elements was each
other. How much longer could they survive out in the
open?

“
What are you thinking?”
she asked.

He glanced over at her and as always
his heart skipped a beat. He was in love with this young woman and
it killed him every day not to tell her how he felt. Unfortunately,
he didn’t want to guilt her into thinking or feeling anything for
him, if it wasn’t there.

“
Nothing.”

“
No. It looked to me like
you were thinking serious thoughts and they didn’t look
good.”

“
I was wondering how long
we were going to survive on this island.” He decided to go for the
very realistic problem. Feelings could be sorted out at other times
where as their current situation was indeed dire.

“
Oh.”

Erik was about to say something to try
and ease her thoughts when the sound of a helicopter’s whirring
blades interrupted the noise of the swirling ocean. Where he’d set
up camp placed them far back away from the beach but with enough
room to see who would be coming. Through the trees they saw the
symbol which made them both freeze in place.

“
Holy shit,” Kelly
whispered.

Erik didn’t voice his thoughts but
they were the same as hers.

Kelly hand tightened round his. “They
didn’t stop him. They promised they would.”

She was panicking and any minute her
father’s helicopter would land on the deserted island
beach.

He was open and vulnerable and after
the plane crash he had no proper means of protecting the woman he
loved.

“
Kelly, listen to me. Allow
me to handle this, okay? Don’t say a word.” She nodded but her gaze
kept straying to the sight through the trees. “Get
dressed.”

~* * *~

As Erik pulled on his tattered pants,
he kept one eye on Kelly getting dressed and the other on the
helicopter.

His gut told him they were in trouble.
Arthur should have been taken down by now. He watched as two men
with guns exited the plane followed soon after by her father in a
white suit. The pompous prick looked every bit the drug dealing
criminal.

“
He’s going to kill us,”
she said.

“
Not today.”

Erik took her hand. “I want you to
promise me not to fight back. Just do what I need and follow my
lead.”

He watched Kelly nod and prayed to God
he would be forgiven. He led them both out into the open. The
helicopter blades stopped whirling.

“
Mr. Coldwell,” Arthur
greeted.

“
Arthur,” he acknowledged
with a nod, and then gazed at the two men at his side.

“
Do you like my new
bodyguards? They’ve been specially trained to deal with high risk
situations. Dirty bastards, I have to get them girls to keep them
entertained but I’ve found they are loyal and after all, loyalty is
what counts.” Arthur stepped forward and Erik clocked the men going
for their guns. A subtle move but he’d been part of the unit for
some time. He knew when they’d been given orders.

“
Took your time coming and
getting us. We’ve been going crazy on this piece of shit sand bed.”
He kicked some sand to make his point.

“
Ah, Kelly, so good to see
you.”

Erik felt her arm shake as her father
neared, Erik turned back and gave her a fierce look.

“
You’re looking well,
Daddy.”

She embraced the older man and he was
thankful she didn’t give anything away.

“
Well, I had to see what my
two favourite people have been doing.”

Erik decided now was the time to
strike. “Cut the shit, Arthur. Where have you been and what the
fuck happened in the sky that night?”

“
I don’t see what the
problem has been. You seem cozy enough.”

Erik gave out a silent prayer that she
wouldn’t believe the next words about to come out of his
mouth.

“
Come on, Arthur, you’ve
got one hot, sexy girl and I’m a man with a dick that needs
attention. What did you expect? A cunt is a cunt as you so often
said.”

He heard her startled gasp but he
refused to look in her direction. He couldn’t afford slip-ups right
now. Both of their lives were on the line.

“
A cunt? So you feel
nothing for my daughter?” The last part was said with a look of
disgust.

“
She’s got a tight one I’ll
give her that but I need a bit more fire in the sack. Your daughter
was okay for a little while but I’m bored. You came at a really
good time.”

Arthur chuckled, holding his daughter.
He pulled the hair from over her shoulder exposing her neck and
side of her head. “She’s such a pretty woman. A shame
really.”

Erik paused as Arthur pulled out a
pistol from his jacket pocket. One hand going round Kelly’s throat
while he pointed the gun to her temple. Kelly began to
struggle.

“
You have no feelings for
my daughter. Well, I usually deal with rats with a far more severe
statement. I thought to send her to my men as a play toy. Let them
fuck her and then put her into trade. Imagine what she’d sell for,
the lying rat daughter of Arthur O’Donald.”

Erik couldn’t look at her. He needed
to keep his focus on the mad man with a gun trained to her
temple.

“
But I don’t know about
your loyalty to me.”

“
What do you
want?”

“
I want you to take the
pistol from my hand and in front of my eyes put a bullet between
her eyes. I want you to look her in the eye as you kill her.”
Arthur threw Kelly into his arms.

“
No please,” she begged.
Tears were pouring down her face. Erik caught her and threw her to
the floor.

“
Roger, come and hold my
daughter. I don’t want to go running after her on this fucked up
place.”

One of the guards stepped toward them
and held Kelly still. Erik saw red, his hands fisting at his sides.
Another man was touching his woman. He wasn’t in the superior
position. He couldn’t stop what was about to happen. Arthur smacked
him on the back and handed him the pistol.

Erik raised the gun and rested it
between her eyes. Sobs and pleads poured out of her, breaking his
heart. He couldn’t communicate how sorry he was. He closed his eyes
and trained the gun with years of experience. The silence
deafening. One shot was all he had.

“
Please,” she
screamed.

“
Daughter, I’m giving you a
nice death. Believe me. Any other snatch would have been dealt with
far differently. Come, Erik, show me your loyalty.”

Erik pointed the gun at her head and
allowed the concentrated calm to settle over him. He gazed into her
eyes and saw the love shining out. If he got this wrong, he
wouldn’t live long enough for her to admit her feelings for
him.

Swallowing down his nerves, his hand
settled and he pulled the trigger. In the split second of his
reaction, he charged at Roger taking him to the ground and forcing
his weapon from his dying fingers.

Kelly lay on the ground grabbing her
shoulder.

Without taking the extra time to look
her over, he landed a shot at the guard drawing his weapon. Arthur
and the pilot were the only two left. Arthur got off a shot but
Erik, pumping on adrenaline, barely felt the sting.

“
So my thoughts about you
were right. You’re not one of us, Mr. Coldwell. A former Army
Ranger and special agent.”

Erik didn’t allow his surprise to
show. He kept the gun trained on the man. Arthur reached into his
pocket and withdrew another weapon. Before he had chance to fire,
Erik landed two bullets. One in each leg.

He walked to the fallen man, keeping
his eyes trained on the pilot, kicking away the gun as he
passed.

The pilot surrendered. Erik lowered
his gun as another helicopter, one he recognised and trusted
whirled in the sky and started to lower.

He turned back and went to where Kelly
started to sit up. “Are you okay, baby?”

She gazed at him. “I thought you were
going to kill me.”

“
Never. Let me have a look
at that wound,” he said, pulling her hand away. While assessing his
chances, he realised the only way he could get to the man holding
Kelly had been to graze her body. Kelly moving and struggling meant
the bullet grazed her shoulder. Blood pooled on and around the area
but it was nothing to worry about.

“
It stings but it doesn’t
hurt all that much,” she said.

“
That’s good.”

“
What about you? Are you
hurt?” she asked, concern filling her face and voice.

“
I’m as hard as a rock,
darling.” As the words left his mouth and the adrenaline flowing
through his system began to mellow, he became aware of the pain in
his stomach. Glancing down, he noticed a red stain on his
stomach.

“
Oh my God, I should have
seen this. Erik, you’ve been shot.” He heard her panic but it
didn’t register. Men were piling out of the police helicopter as he
collapsed to the ground. Kelly was over him, her lips moving but he
couldn’t hear the words.

A light buzzing pounded between his
eyes and filled his ears with the sound of static.

Stray strands of hair escaped her pony
tail. His arm as heavy as lead, he lifted it up and tucked a few
hairs behind her ears before he couldn’t stop his eyes from closing
and the sweet sense of dreamland to consume him.

Chapter Eight

Kelly watched as the special agents
left her hospital room. They refused to tell her anything about
Erik or how he was doing. The guy she loved took a bullet for her
and still managed to get them home, yet they wouldn’t tell her if
he was even alive. After everything she’d done for them, their
treatment of her was nothing short of appalling. She wasn’t a
criminal and she’d helped them bring her father down.

Her shoulder ached a little but
nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

Trying to contain her sob, she turned
her head away from the door. She wouldn’t be getting visitors
anytime soon. On her bedside unit lay a tray with a cheese and
pickle sandwich, a small clear glass, a jug which held some water
and a plastic cup containing three pills. Two pills for her pain
relief and the third the morning after pill. The tablet that would
prevent any children forming from her time spent with Erik on the
island. In the time they’d been there, she’d come to see it as
their island.

The unfairness of her decision lay
heavily on her. Her nurse had been very discrete when asking the
more personal questions.

Could she do it? Kill any potential
unborn child?

What if Erik died and she decided to
take the pill? She’d have killed off her one possible connection to
the man she loved. But what happened if after the haze of the
island wore off, Erik realised he didn’t love her? She would be
left with a child that did nothing but leave a bitter reminder of
the magnitude of feelings she felt for the father.

Raising a baby was such a hard and
long responsibility and after being under the thumb of her father,
Kelly wasn’t sure if she was ready for the commitment to another
human being.

She placed a hand over her belly. The
small round which Erik loved playing with while they lay on the
sand gazing up at the stars. Did a baby rest there? Tears formed
and fell from her eyes.

“
Why did you have to do
this to me?” she sobbed. Her hands going up to cover her eyes. “I
can’t do this.”