Luna Tick: A Sunshine Novel (11 page)

"What the fuck?" she cried.

"What? Matt said not to touch a hair on your head. Newsflash, I don't listen to Matt fucking Everly. His demands didn't do you any favors. Damn that felt fucking good." I looked over at Michelle. "Baby, go get the guns out of the safe. All of them. I want to be ready when they show up." Time was limited. I knew well enough that Matt wouldn't rest until he found Sunshine, he'd arrive soon enough and we'd be ready.

"Okay. I'll be right back." She sauntered away, shaking her ass just a little more than normal.

"Hurry up, I want to fuck you at least one more time before the fun starts," I hollered after her, feeling my dick get hard. The adrenaline pumping through my veins was almost overwhelming. Knowing my time was coming to an end was exhilarating. Knowing my life was coming full circle with Matt and Sunshine was just icing on my fucking cake. If I had to go down, which I knew I would eventually, there's no other way I'd have it. My hand twitched, wanting to connect with Sunshine's delicate face over and over. The images of beating her and fucking my wife over and over danced a very dangerous tango through my mind. My heart raced with excitement, and my mind reeled over the dark things I was being allowed to do. This was shaping up to be the best day of my life.

Michelle came back with her arms full of guns and ammo. We spent about fifteen minutes loading them before placing them neatly on the large dining room table. The same table my wife ate at when she was a little girl. When we bought this cabin her parents gave us the table as a gift. A few years later our own daughter ate at the table when we brought her to the cabin. It was the same table we played family games at every summer. It was strange to think of how many memories an object could hold. So many happy memories, and now it will be the memory keeper of a day that will surely be explosive. The most epic of them all. It would hold the guns I'd use to kill as many fuckers as I possibly could before they took me in.

Sunshine's eye was swelling and turning colors as she watched in horror the array of guns we possessed. I also had a few small explosives that I wired around the house. It was an impressive setup really. There were times I'd leave for the weekend, telling Michelle I was going fishing but I'd come up to the cabin and wire the bombs. Killing isn't something that could go on forever. I knew I'd get caught. I wanted to be ready when the time came to face my foes, and I was. I was so fucking ready. "Done. When those fuckwads get here we'll be ready," Michelle squealed with excitement when the final gun was loaded and explosive was put in place.

"Are you out of your fucking mind? You have a daughter that needs you! How can you, as a mother, abandon her for a lunatic?" Sunshine asked, panic setting in. Before Michelle offered her an answer she walked over and slapped Sunshine across the face, the same side I'd targeted. The slap was hard enough that Sunshine's head flew to the side from the blow but she quickly recovered enough to spit in Michelle's face. "You're insane. I hope your daughter is placed with loving parents who can raise her to be a normal and productive human being. I hope even more that she's not infected with Satan like her parents, you crazy fucking cunt!"

I stood back and watched as Michelle stood still, Sunshine's spit still on her face. Their faces were inches apart. The tension thick, the standoff the biggest turn on I'd ever witnessed. Time seemed to have stopped for several seconds until Michelle reached her hand out, gently running her finger down Sunshine's swelling cheek. The soft gesture seemed to affect Sunshine more than hitting her did. She tried to pull her head away from Michelle's touch but there wasn't anywhere for her to go. Without warning, Michelle leaned forward and ran her tongue along Sunshine's jawline and up the side of her face. The gesture was done slowly, seductively. She tasted most of Sunshine’s face before coming back around to her mouth. She lazily traced the line of her lips before shoving her tongue inside. Sunshine struggled, trying to pull her head away, trying to keep her mouth closed and safe from the invasion of Michelle's tongue but her efforts were fruitless. She finally relented letting Michelle in creating the most erotic scene I'd ever witnessed until Sunshine bit down on Michelle's tongue, forcing her away and pissing her off.

"You bit me, you bitch!" Her hand landed across her face but it didn't erase the smile of success off of Sunshine's face.

"Hope I tasted good," Sunshine whispered, her voice full of venom. In all the years I'd known Sunshine, I'd never heard her talk like that. Curse like a sailor, yes. Cocky bitch yes. But sinister and dark? Never. I guess being tied up and beat would do that to even the nicest person.

"Sweetheart, I am not even close to being done tasting you." Michelle licked the blood from her lips before winking at her and coming back to me.

"You okay, baby?" I asked, holding her head between my hands.

"I'm fantastic." Her eyes flashed wickedly back to Sunshine then back to me.

"That was so fucking hot, Michelle. I'm so goddamn horny right now." I leaned in and kissed her softly, licking some of the blood away. Her hand reached down, grabbing my junk through the jeans. "Holy fuck, you're hard as a rock. You like watching me kiss another woman?" Her voice was a mixture of ecstasy and jealousy.

"Yes, does that make you jealous?" I nipped her top lip, still tasting the salty remains of blood.

"Only if it's her that's making you hard. If it's watching me torture and taunt her sexually then no, I'm just as turned on." She grabbed my hand, forcing it up her skirt to show me just how turned on she is. "Mmmm, yes you are a dirty and dark girl aren't you?" My fingers sweep across her slick pussy.

"Hey, can you stroke each other's ego somewhere else please. It's disgusting."

"Shut up, whore. I don't want to hear another word out of your pretty little mouth. If you speak again I will hurt you in ways you can't even imagine." Michelle's words were laced with venom. Without warning, she ripped Sunshine's nightgown open revealing her naked body. "She and Matt were fucking just before I grabbed her, baby. Think her cunt is still wet?" she asked me excitedly.

Any traces of my sweet and innocent wife were completely erased. Instead, I was looking at a woman on the verge of losing her mind completely. Any ideas I'd had of maybe saving her were gone. We'd both go down together because there was no way I was stopping Michelle on her one way trip to crazy town. I fucking loved watching her spiral into her manic abyss.

"Why don’t you find out," I encouraged as I pushed my jeans down, releasing the restraint against my cock. Pulling the dining room chair closer to the two of them, I sat down, ready for the show of a lifetime. Tears welled up in Sunshine's eyes, and I saw fear there for the first time since she'd woken up. She thought her precious Matt would have been there already to save the day. She was wrong. She'd kept shit talking and pushing us hoping it would be enough to keep us busy until he got there. I knew he'd rush in eventually, but it would take a while for him to find this place. Even with Lonnie's help, which I was sure he'd have by now, it would take time to get here. We had a few hours at least, and I planned on making full use of the time we had.

Michelle smiled wickedly at Sunshine before clamping her mouth down on her nipples. Sunshine whimpered but didn't fight. She just sat there while Michelle bit and sucked her nipples. "Mmmm, she's tasty, baby."

"Yeah? I bet she doesn't taste as good as you do." She turned to look at me, wild abandon in bright her eyes. "Why don't we find out?" I asked, knowing my praise of her would have her naked and riding me in no time. Not one to disappoint, she lifted her shirt over her head then slipped her skirt down before straddling my lap. Her warm pussy rubbed against my cock. She shoved my head against her tits.

"Taste me," she ordered. I obliged. I always loved her tits. Not too big or too small with big round nipples that stood erect anytime my mouth was on them. She allowed me to taste her briefly before pulling away. "Now taste her," she demanded before standing up from my lap, denying me the entrance into her pussy that my dick was begging for.

I stood up from the chair and took my shirt off before bending down and taking Sunshine's nipples in my mouth. Her whimpers grew louder, but she still sat unmoving. I tasted each one briefly before standing up and facing my wife. "She does taste good but no, nothing like you." I latched onto her again, sucking furiously until she released a cry of pleasure. She allowed me to feast for a while before she pushed me away.

"I'm not done tasting her." She pointed at Sunshine before she pushed me back down on the chair then fell to her knees in front of Sunshine, shoving her legs as far apart as the ropes would allow.

"Please, don't. Please," she cried.

"Shut up! I told you not to fucking speak," she yelled before biting down on Sunshine’s inner thigh, hard, until she cried out in pain. I watched in fascination as blood pooled where Michelle's teeth penetrated the skin. "Talk again and it won't be your leg I bite." She shoved her legs open again before shoving her head between Sunshine's legs, assaulting her pussy. Sunshine continued to cry out but didn't speak while my wife ate her out, moaning loudly. "She tastes like cum. Get down here and taste her. Taste Matt on her," she ordered, moving to the side so I could stick my head between Sunshine's legs without question.

"I fucking like it when you're bossy," I said just before I took my turn licking Sunshine's cunt. Michelle was right. She was salty from Matt's cum.

Tasting him on her was oddly arousing. Knowing I was feasting in the place he'd just been gave me a strange high as though I were intruding on a private party I wasn't invited to but crashed anyway. I continued lapping up the remnant of their earlier fucking while Michelle took my dick in her mouth, sucking and licking me from root to tip. The more I ate Sunshine, the harder Michelle sucked almost sending me over the edge.

"Uh uh, you're not coming while you eat that bitch out. Get over here and tell me you prefer my pussy to hers." She let my dick fall from her hands before laying back, her legs spread wide for me. Again, I did as she ordered. I abandoned Sunshine's pussy in favor of my wife's, lapping up the juices that drenched her pussy. She was wetter than I'd ever felt her. I sucked her clit hard while I slipped a finger into the tight hole of her ass causing her to scream out. She tried to pull away, but I held her in place, licking her from her asshole to her cunt while I fucked her delicate area with my finger. Her body trembled telling me she was close. I pulled my finger out and pulled my head from between her legs, denying her release as she'd denied mine.

"I told you, Michelle, you taste better than any woman I've ever tasted. You fuck better than any of the whores I've fucked. It's all you, baby, don't ever fucking question it again." I held one hand around her delicate throat and the other squeezed her ass cheeks hard. "I like you being bossy, but don't ever forget who's in charge here. Don't ever forget that I control everything, your body included."

"Control me then," she begged.

"Get on your knees right now. Get your head between that bitch’s legs. Eat her pussy while I fuck you," I ordered, and she did as she was told. She licked Sunshine’s cunt as if she were devouring a melting scoop of ice cream. The slurping sound was erotic as hell. My hand twisted itself in her hair, holding her head in place as I slid inside of her. "Shove one finger up her cunt and one up her asshole while you eat her," I demanded again. I pushed inside deeper, slapping the soft skin of her ass over and over until it was bright red with my fingerprints. I looked at Sunshine, who had her eyes closed. I reached forward, grabbing her nipple and twisted it hard until her eyes flew open, meeting mine. "Watch," was all I said, not releasing her nipple. She kept her eyes open, locked on mine. I used my free hand to slide a finger inside Michelle's ass while I picked up the rhythm. "Make her cum, baby. Make her body betray her and cum so you can lick up her juices." Michelle moaned the harder I fucked both her pussy and asshole. I continued twisting Sunshine's nipple while watching my wife eat her.

"I can feel her body relenting, baby." She lifted her head to catch her breath, pussy secretions all over her mouth. "You like that, Sunshine? That's the spot, huh? Right there. She's starting to shake, baby."

"So are you, get your face down there." This time I gave the orders and she did as told. I pushed deeper inside of her with hard but short thrusts until her pussy exploded around my cock. She moaned loudly against Sunshine's pussy but didn't stop until she had the woman's cum all over her face. She turned around to face me, my dick still inside of her. I grabbed her roughly, throwing her on her back, shoving her legs in the air. I pounded her as hard as I could while tasting the cum on her lips. We both came again just as I heard the sound of an engine in the distance. I pulled out of Michelle. "It's time. Get dressed." I stood up to see Sunshine had passed out. I slapped her, causing her to regain some form of consciousness. "Prince Charming is here, wake up!" Her head fell forward but her eyes stayed open.

I dressed quickly and readied myself for the fight of my life.

"It's reckoning time!"

Chapter Ten

Matt

The drive to Nick's cabin seemed to take forever. It didn't seem so bad until we left the highway in favor of dirt roads that wound through the forest slowing us down tremendously. Every minute that passed by the more irritable I grew knowing that every second Sunshine spent with him was one more second he could hurt her. We'd driven most of the drive in strained silence, not having anything to say and not wanting to make small talk. After Nick called and I heard Sunshine's muffled moans, the silence grew thicker. We all had one mission, find Sunshine alive, there was nothing else to talk about.

"We getting close, man? We are way the fuck up this mountain, we gotta be there soon right?" Dade asked Lonnie, tension behind every word.

"Yeah, about ten more minutes. It's near the summit," Lonnie replied and I sensed a hint of nervousness in his voice. He was about to come face to face with his best friend. I wasn't sure if he could be trusted. Granted he'd lead us directly to Nick's cabin in the woods but was there more he wasn't telling us? For all we knew we were walking into a trap. We were going in blind on the word of a weasel that let a fucking killer walk away. The best I could do was hope that Lonnie's moral compass landed on the right side of the law. We'd soon find out.

"Trish, there's two handguns in the bag on the floor. One for you and one for Ronin. Get them out and load them up," I told her. Now that we were close we needed to talk about the plan. Silence wouldn't prepare us for what we were about to face. I don't know if there was anything that would prepare us but we had to do things as tactical and intelligent as possible. If it were just me going in I'd shoot Nick right between the eyes without giving a fuck, but we had to make sure Trish and Ronin were safe too.

"On it," Trish replied, reaching for the bag.

"What about me?" Lonnie asked.

"You can stay in the car," I replied, turning away from him.

"But…"

"No fucking buts! You let this bastard go once already, and now he has my wife. Your purpose was to get us here, and you did that, job done. Now you can stay the fuck out of it." I sounded like a heartless bastard, and at that very moment I was. There was no room for error or compassion.

"You realize he will kill me for leading you to him once we get there?" I could hear the fear when he spoke. His voice shook and for a moment I almost felt bad for being an asshole. The moment was fleeting. I knew nothing of Lonnie. No attachment to him. If he truly was on the right side of the law than I truly hoped he'd make it out of this unscathed to make it home to his family, but right now Sunshine was the only thing that mattered. Well, the lives of Trish, Dade and Ronin mattered too. They came first, no question and I couldn't keep them all safe and worry about Lonnie.

"Stay in the car with your head down and hope for the best. That's all I got for you, man." I strained to show a little bit of compassion, but it was weak at best.

"Wow, you're a real dick you know that?" The words were nearly a whisper but the car was small, and I heard them clear as a bell. Who the fuck did this guy think he was talking to? My blood was already boiling, that little prick pushed me over the edge. Flinging my seatbelt off, I turned around in my seat and grabbed him by this scrawny neck, pinning him against the seat. "Listen here, you little piece of shit, my wife is in the hands of a fucking lunatic and guess what? That's your fault! You had him. You could have arrested him, and this would fucking be over but you either are too much of a pansy fucking pussy boy to complete the job or you still have a soft spot in your heart for your boy, either way I think you’re a worthless fuck! So, no you will have no further role to play! You will get no gun! You will stay in the goddamn car and keep your mouth shut and so help me, if you try to talk shit to or about me again I will kick your ass from here to China! Understood?" I squeezed a little tighter to get my point across and watched his face turn bright red.

"Matt, come on. That's enough." I faintly heard Trish's voice in the back of my mind. I just kept squeezing.

"Matt, bro, that's enough!" Ronin’s deep Irish voice got through more than Trish's. But it was Ronin trying to pry my hands off the fuckface's neck that got me to back off. Falling back into my seat, I tried to catch my breath.

"You gonna be alright, bro?" Dade asked, with obvious concern.

"Yeah, I'm fucking fine as long as that asswipe keeps his mouth shut."

"Look, there are lights up there. That must be it." Dade pointed out, thankfully diverting attention from my momentary loss of control.

"Yeah, that's it," the fuckhead Lonnie confirmed. We pulled up beside the car that was parked out front and all got out, except Lonnie, who did as he was told and laid down on the floor. He wasn't as stupid as I had initially concluded he was. We were all equipped with bulletproof vests and weapons. "Trish and Ronin, you stay back until we call for you. With any luck Dade and I will take him out with no problems." Both shook their heads in agreement and went to their places behind the car. Lonnie's lapse in judgment when he questioned me took away the time we'd needed to make a plan. We had to wing it and that made me fucking nervous. With confidence and pure adrenaline, Dade and I marched up to the front door and pounded on the only thing separating me from my wife.

"Open up, Nick, I know you're in there! Let's talk about this like real men," I tried, wanting to avoid more issues than necessary. I knew it was a shot in the dark but worth a try. Nick, being a cop, was sure to have guns of his own and probably his own protective gear. I knocked again, still nothing. "You have thirty seconds to open this door before I kick it down!" I yelled again. Dade looked at me and nodded. "Time's up," I yelled and stepped back, ready to bust the door down when I heard a scream. Dade and I turned to see Lonnie with a gun at Trish's head and Nick with a gun at Ronin’s.

"You go ahead and kick that door down, Matt, but this place is wired with explosives. One good kick and the entire cabin goes up in flames with your precious Sunshine in it." Nick's voice floated through the air as if the devil were speaking directly to me.

"Fuck!" Dade said under his breath.

"Let them go, Nick. It's me you want, not them." I leaned down and carefully set my gun down on the porch. "Come on, Nick, let's settle this like real men. Me and you. One on one." I raised my hands above my head and slowly walked down the stairs towards them.

"Me and you, huh? You want to fight this out like men? Really? And you expect me to just let them go?" He laughed as he spoke.

"Yes, it's me you want, not them." Slowly, I got closer.

"Okay, but they can't just be allowed to go free. Lonnie, take them in the cabin and tie them up. Michelle is in there. She'll help you." He shoved Ronin towards Lonnie, who now had two guns on them. "Walk," he demanded.

"Found your balls, huh? What, did you need Nick to pull them down for you?" Trish questioned as they walked by me. Ronin looked at me and winked, telling me he had a plan. "This is no way to treat an old friend, Nicholas," Trish called out to Nick.

"We were never friends, Trish, you know that. You've always been a bitch. I only fucked you in high school to see if your black pussy was different than the white pussies. Sadly I was disappointed."

"Yeah, I've always been a bitch and you've always been an asshole with a small dick. Funny thing is I only fucked you to see if your cock was as small as everyone said it was. I don't even know if I consider that fucking, your pencil dick was barely able to reach my cunt."

"Fuck you, Trish."

"Been there done that, not looking to go back but hey, nice catching up," were Trish's last words before being shoved inside of the house. I turned around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Sunshine but the door closed too quickly. Dade, who had been standing by the door, was gone. I didn't have time to question where he might have gone, I had a fight to contend too.

"You got what you've always wanted man–just me and you. You've wanted this for years haven't you? Since high school when I got Sunshine, not you and I was captain of the football team, not you. Since your wife ran straight into my arms when you cheated on her. All these things have been building inside of you haven't they? Well, here I am, motherfucker, let's get it on!" I threw my hands up in the air, moving closer again.

"I am going to bust up that pretty face of yours, Matt Everly. I've been waiting years to kick your ass."

"Bring it on!" I rushed him, knocking him to the ground. The fight was on. We took turns exchanging punches, his harder than I'd anticipated but it didn't matter, mine were harder. I landed a good one on his chin, causing him to stumble back severely. I was about to connect another, the one that would knock his ass out when gunfire ended the fight. We both stopped to see Dade standing on the front porch with Nick's wife, hands tied behind her back and a gun to her head.

"Found her out back, trying to run. This is the deal. You will tell me how to disarm this house or I will blow her brains out." Dade pushed the woman in front of him, causing her to trip but not enough to fall as they made their way over to us.

"You should have never trusted your buddy Lonnie," Dade looked at me, "he was pretending to hold them hostage to get inside the house. He's in there now trying to figure out how to disable the bomb we found." Dade's words hit Nick harder than my punches did.

"He's what?" he yelled, his voice strained, trying to run past me. The moment he was within my reach, I grabbed his collar and pulled him back, grabbing my gun from my sock, I held it on him.

"Game over, Nick, tell us how to disarm it," I ordered, the barrel of my gun against his temple.

"Just tell them, baby. I don't want to die," his wife cried out as Dade cocked his gun.

"Okay, okay. I'll disarm the bomb but you have to let Michelle go. She has no part of this. She was acting on my orders with the threat of death. You have to let her go. Someone has to raise our daughter."

"We'll let her go as soon as you disarm the house." It was a promise I wasn't sure I'd keep but one I made anyway.

"Okay," Nick said, hanging his head in defeat. I followed behind him, towards the house.

"One chance, you fuck with me and I'll give the order from Dade to kill your wife."

"I'm not fucking around. Just don't hurt her." I heard the sincerity in his voice. He actually loved that woman. Crazy attracts crazy I guess.

"Good job, Dade, keep her out here just in case," I said, passing him.

He nodded. "No problem."

I followed Nick inside and saw Sunshine tied to a chair. Her nightgown ripped wide open, her head hanging in front of her. I wanted to go to her, untie her, pick her up and carry her out, but I couldn't, the bomb was connected to her chair. Trish and Ronin stood beside her, both with guns in their hands, ready to fire if Nick tried to get close to her again. He went to the kitchen where there was an array of guns laid out on the table and an array of wires everywhere. He disarmed the ones on the table then the door and finally Sunshine's chair. The moment he cut the wire I quickly untied her, lifting her into my arms. Her body was limp. Blood was smeared on her face from their assaults. I briefly saw bite marks between her legs before picking her up.

"Sunshine, baby, it's me. It's Matt. I have you, you're safe now," I whispered as I held her in my arms. Nick was still standing at the table, guns still drawn, watching as I carried my wife out of the house. "Keep him there, guys. I'll be back to deal with him when Sunshine is safe," I called to Trish and Ronin over my shoulder and barely heard Ronin’s, "We got this," before I was out the door.

I saw Lonnie standing near the car, his nerves causing him to fidget uncontrollably. I made a mental note to not only thank the man, but apologize for my behavior when this was all over. He saved my wife, I will be forever grateful. I nodded at him as I quickly approached the car, "Hey, man, can you get the door?" Without a word he moved to the car door and pulled it open as requested.

I was almost to the car when I heard Trish and Ronin screaming, "Get down!" I turned to see them running from the house, Nick standing statue-like in the doorway. His eyes met mine, every ounce of evil staring back at me and I knew exactly what he was going to do. Before I could react the coward smiled triumphantly at me then pushed a button, causing the house to instantly go up in flames. The explosion rocked the ground, causing me to nearly lose my balance as the ground shook. Nick's body was swallowed up by the quick and intense flames while Trish and Ronin’s bodies were thrown into the air. It took me only seconds to regain my thoughts that were jumbled from the blast.

I quickly laid Sunshine in the backseat. "Watch her," I ordered Lonnie who slid in beside my still unconscious wife. I turned to see my two friends' bodies spread out lifelessly.

"NOOOOO!" I heard Nick's wife scream when the house went up in flames–Nick inside. Nearly simultaneously, Dade screamed Trish's name before throwing Nick's wife out of the way, causing her to land on her ass. The scene unfolded so quickly. Michelle grabbed Dade's discarded gun and lifted it up, pointing at my best friend. Time seemed to stand still and it felt like it took me forever to get over to her.

"Drop the gun!" I screamed just as she pulled the trigger. I watched as the bullet glided through the air, smashing into Dade's back causing him to stumble and fall. Michelle took off towards the house, me running after her.