Eleven

 

CONTI

 

I take in the man that’s standing on his front porch. He’s about six seven, three hundred pounds and bald. Honestly, he would scare anyone who walked up to him, seeing as he’s pointing a shotgun at the SUV. Roman rolls down his window and a small smile graces the man's face when he spots who’s behind the wheel.

“Same bunker as last week?” I glance at Roman trying to figure out what the fuck the guy is talking about.

“If it’s available that would be perfect, Dino. I know the drill. Follow you, leave keys in the vehicle, we’re locked in until we call, change of clothes and everything we need are provided.” Dino nods, then makes his way to an ATV and we begin to follow behind.

Looking around, I see red lights blink off and on in the distance.

“Roman, where the fuck are we?”

“Another line crossing here, lawman. You tell anyone about this place and trust me you won’t be able to see your sister, the birth of your child or even kiss that sweet wife of yours again.” My head snaps in his direction. “Dino here has about two hundred acres of land that he had bomb shelters built on. This place is the perfect spot to not only kill someone, but to take your time doing it. Perfect for anyone in my line of work.”

Glancing back out the front of the window, I let my thoughts drift as I take in what he just said. Yeah, I knew we were going to kill them, but I didn’t know it would be like this.

Can I do this and still live with that choice? Will I be able to cross that line in taking a life, while I'm a man that is supposed to allow the justice system to make the punishment fit the crime?

“Your parents might get off with simple drug rehab. Which let’s be real, might keep them off the drugs, but we both know most people will return to the addiction at some point in their life if they're forced to get help instead of choosing it,” Roman quietly states beside me.

After driving for about thirty minutes, we finally pull up to the spot that Dino led us to. Roman turns off the engine then looks over at me.

“Make that choice yet?”

Without missing a beat, I say the only thing I can think of.

“As long as I’m the one that delivers the kill shot to my parents.”

His laughter rings out as we exit the vehicle and walk toward Keith where he’s waiting for us in the back. I’ll make sure my parents suffer for, not only kidnapping Crystal and Maddison, but also for the past.

Revenge has a sweet taste, is my last thought as I give my parents a sick smile when their eyes meet mine.

 

CRYSTAL

 

The hand on my back keeps rubbing as I dry heave into the toilet. I don’t know if my stomach being this upset is because of being pregnant, or if it’s due to worry I have about Conti being gone for so long.

“You have to calm down, Crystal. Being sick like this isn’t good for the baby.” Mari murmurs from behind me.

“How did . . .” is all I can get out before I’m heaving again.

“I saw the test this morning in the trash at the hotel.”

Ugh, I forgot to hide it.

After a few more minutes, I lean back against the wall next to the toilet and see Kai standing in the door way.

“He's been gone for four fucking hours.” My shaky hand reaches out and gently takes ginger ale that Kai hands me. “Do you know where he is, and when he’s coming back?” I ask him.

“Just know when he returns, things will be safe for your family and yourself.” And with that, he leaves Mari and me alone.

Closing my eyes, I take a few moments allowing the carbonated beverage to work its magic on my stomach. My thoughts run through what happened the last few hours, and what Conti must be facing. It also focuses on the fact that he told me he loved me for the first time. Realization hits me that I haven’t had the chance to tell him it back with all the chaos that has been going on.

Yeah, admitting earlier that I loved his sister was easy. Understanding that I was pregnant with his baby when I saw the double lines form on that stick was even easier. But telling him I loved him, even though I knew this morning when he made love to me again after finding out that I was pregnant with his baby . . . that was hard. I just couldn’t get myself to open up to say the three words that I felt deep inside me.

But now, after being kidnapped, I know I’ll never let an opportunity go by again without telling him and Maddison how much I love them. Standing up, I quickly prepare my toothbrush.

“You figured it out, huh?” Mari chuckles when I glare at her. “I was wondering how long it would take before you and him both realized how much you loved each other.”

“Shut it,” I grumble and then quickly brush my teeth to get the God-awful taste out of my mouth.

“You love me, huh?” The sound of Conti’s voice has a cry of relief pouring from my lips.

Before the tears start falling, I’m in his arms and we’re moving into the room we’re staying in.

“You're back,” I murmur into his neck.

“I told you I would be.” He gently lays me on the bed and crawls on top of me. Staring down into my face, he smiles. “So, again, you love me?”

Nodding, I tug him down, placing a kiss on his lips. Feeling his body over mine has my panties getting wet.

“As much as I want to bury myself deep inside you, I want to hear it, Crystal.” He begins to slowly take off my shirt. “I need to, so I can show my wife what hearing those three little words does to my cock.”

“Conti, you get hard just looking at me,” I moan when his lips wrap around my nipple after he takes off my bra.

“As true as that is, knowing you love me while I look at you makes it even worse.” He begins to nip his way down between my legs. Ripping off my sleep shorts and panties, he leans down and separates my pussy lips with his fingers, no doubt seeing just how much I need him to relieve the ache that has now built inside me. “Now, give me what I want, and I’ll make sure you get what you’re wanting.”

“I love you, Vigo Conti.” His name leaves my mouth on a scream as he licks my clit.

“Fuck, you always taste so fucking good.” His tongue dives into my entrance and I can’t control the sounds I’m making nor the movements of my hips. The orgasm is right there on the edge and I’m desperate to fall off the cliff into bliss. Being pregnant has my hormones racing through my body, making feelings seem more in depth, like they have more meaning.

He slides a finger into my sex and I scream out my orgasm that hits me hard. Before I can catch my breath, he’s entering me causing my enjoyment to prolong.

When did he get undressed?

“While you were trying to recover from the orgasm I gave you. It’s been a couple minutes since then,” he chuckles.

“I said that out loud?” The gasp is pulled from me as he eases out then slams back inside me.

“I like that I can make you lose your ability to hold thoughts inside your head.” He begins to thrust harder. “However, if you’re still able to speak then I’m not doing my job as well as I thought I was.”

The moan that leaves me spurs him on. His cock is hitting that spot inside that only he has ever been able to reach.

“I love you,” I whisper and reach for his shoulders.

He slows down and grabs my arms, bringing them above my head. His movements are now slow and deliberate as he looks deep into my soul.

“I love you too, Legs. So fucking much.” He places a sweet gentle kiss on my lips before he leans back and stares into my eyes.

Tears start to form because I know this time means much more than any other time we've made love. And all because we finally said those three little words to each other. His hand reaches down and he begins to circle my clit with his thumb, as he picks up speed with his hips.

“Come for me, Crystal,” he murmurs against my neck. The nip on my ear is the extra I needed to explode all over him.

“Fuck,” he groans as he comes inside me. After a few more thrusts, he drops down beside me pulling me into his side.

“When did you figure out you loved me,” he asks quietly against my head.

“I realized it fully when I was throwing up in the bathroom a few hours ago. But I think I knew from the day I saw you on my beach. What about you?”

“McDonald’s when that asshole was talking to you.” My laughter rings out through the room. “Love you Legs,” he whispers and then kisses my forehead.

I hum because sleep is starting to take over my body. Immediately, my eyes close and I start to drift off to sleep. Just before I slip under, he whispers against my head, “Fucking boom is right.”