Save Me (Taken Series Book 1) (15 page)

As soon as she says yes I slowly sink inside her. I have never felt such intense emotions as we connect both physically and spiritually. I never felt so close to anybody emotionally or otherwise as I do right then. To know that as I take her virginity, that I am the only one to ever be this close to her, this deep inside of her is like nothing else the world.

Sierra is so tight that I have to take a moment to catch my breath so I don’t explode before I am even fully seated inside her. Feeling her wrapped around me, gripping me is almost my undoing but I won’t climax before her. I need her to explode with me inside of her. I need to feel her as she repeatedly squeezes my cock.

As I pump into her slowly, grinding deep inside, I notice when it goes from burning pain to exquisite pleasure. She relaxes beneath me and starts to move in time with my thrusts and grips my shoulders to hold on for the ride while I try to crawl inside of her as far as I can go. When we finally ride the waves together, it’s like nothing else. There is nothing as thrilling and satisfying as being able to fall with the one you love.

I’ve had sex with plenty of women but none of them have ever made me orgasm so hard and so strong. Sex has never felt this amazing and fulfilling. I know after this there will be no going back for us. She is mine and I am irrevocably hers. She has imprinted herself upon my heart and soul and nobody else will ever be able to take her place.

Rolling off of her and pulling her close, I wait until after our breathing has slowed before asking the one question that has bothered me since reading her diaries. I’m shocked to learn that it was me the whole time that she wrote about. I know she’s nervous about what I would think of her constantly talking about her love for me but honestly, I feel honored. I feel as if nobody understands me but her. Nobody truly sees me but her. I may not agree with all she said about me but the fact that she sees me that way is fucking amazing. Even though at times I thought she was speaking of me it still surprises me that it was in fact me she thought so highly about.

I have never had anyone look at me with such adoration or think of me as an amazing person before. All everyone ever sees is my anger, my fighting, and my bad boy looks. I’m ok with that because people don’t fuck with me and they stay out of my way but deep down, I wish that someone would look past all that rough exterior and just see me.

That’s what Sierra has done. She has seen the real me. Not the bad boy that women want to rebel with against their parents. Not the angry and lost little boy who is always fighting for his survival. She sees the man I am trying to be. The one who will protect those he cares about most, which is very few. The man who wants to better himself.

She sees me.

I knew when Sierra has fallen asleep because she snores quietly. It’s cute and I can’t help but wonder where we go from here. I never thought much of the future other than my career. I knew I wanted to be a cop when I was little to save kids who are bullied and I don’t mean just bullied at school. I mean bullied by their parents or even by their foster parents.

I was lucky when Sierras parents took me in. Even though I was never beat by any of my foster parents before then, they were never nice to me. I always got the bare minimum and was always talked down too. That kind of thing can ruin a good kid’s self-esteem. Who knows what would have happened if I had Sierras parents as foster parents from the beginning. Or even what would have happened if my piece of shit mother wasn’t a druggy who let her dealers beat me and do other fucked up shit in front of me. Maybe I would have been a better student. Maybe I wouldn’t be here now. If I wasn’t here now, though, where would Sierra be? I doubt I would have met her and just for that reason alone I can only be grateful for what my mother did. I am just thankful that I eventually found my way to her. The fates must have decided she would need me later on. From this moment on, I promise that nothing will ever happen to hurt her again. I will die to save her if it comes down to it.

I know now that what I want is Sierra. I want her now and I want her as my forever. I need her by my side and I want her as my future. I’ll give her anything she wants, I don’t care what it is.

I never wanted to have a committed relationship because I couldn’t give my heart to anyone. I didn’t want to and I now know why because it was never mine to give. Sierra has had my heart from the very first moment I laid eyes on her even if I didn’t know it then.

I never wanted to get married but I know that’s what my baby girl wants. She wants the whole package. The dress, the flowers, the cake and I’ll give that to her. She wants the loving relationship where there is communication, love and respect. She wants the big house with a white picket fence with family photos hanging up on the walls and matching towels. She wants the ‘his and her’ sinks. She wants to have the fine china her and her husband picked out for their wedding gift wish list. Sierra wants to hear I love you every morning when she wakes up and a kiss every night before she goes to sleep. She wants to be given flowers just because. Sierra also wants a family with two point five kids. I never wanted kids because I don’t know if I could be the kind of dad they deserve but I would try for her because I know that if I fuck up she’ll tell me. She’ll teach me to be a great father someday. What my baby girl wants my baby girl gets because she deserves it. She deserves it all and then some.

I can give her all this. I want to give her all of these things and I will. I’ll give her the god damn world if that’s what she wants as long as I have her. I only need her. If she can give herself to me forever than I will be the happiest man alive. I just wish I could tell her all of this but I can’t. It’s too soon and I’m sure I would scare her off and I need her here with me. But someday, someday I will tell her all this and someday she will be mine in every way possible.

I don’t know when I fell asleep before I am awoken to a loud banging at the front door. I wonder who that could be. I’m not expecting anyone and there is only a few people who know of this place and only one person who knows that we are here. Maybe he’s here with some news about the whereabouts of her kidnapper. Of course if he found him he could have just called. He probably was trying to just annoy the fuck out of me by coming at this time of night.

I check the clock and see that it’s only barely 4 in the morning. What the fuck is he doing here so fucking early? Before I get out of bed I check on Sierra hoping she’s a deep sleeper but she’s staring at me with wide eyes filled with fear. I smile at her trying to show her it’s ok and that she’s safe. I don’t think she believes me though because she still has the fear set in her eyes. She holds me tighter not wanting to part from me as I feel the same as her. I don’t want to leave her here alone but I have to. I need to see who is banging on our door and I need her in here where I know she’s safe just in case. I kiss her forehead before I roll out of bed and throw on the shorts that I was wearing before I made passionate love to my beautiful baby girl. I toss my shirt at her and she nods in understanding.

“Don’t come out of here until I say so, ok?” I don’t mean to scare her but I’m not taking any chances. She nods in understanding and pulls the blankets closer to her chin, hiding her delectable body from my view. I grab the gun I had sitting on the dresser and check it to make sure it’s still loaded before turning the safety off. I head out of the room pulling the door closed behind me and quietly walk to the front door.

When I reach the door, I check my gun once more then peek through the peephole in the door. Relief floods me when I recognize the person on the other side. I put the safety back on and wonder what in the hell he is doing here so early in the morning. He could have called but it must be important for him to come now. I set the gun down on the little table behind the door before unlocking and opening it just enough for him to slip in.

“Hey man. It’s early as fuck. This better be important. You scared the shit out of me.” He shuffles on his feet for a second looking around the place as if expecting someone to jump out at any moment.

“Is she here?” He’s nervous. I can see a bead of sweat at forming on his forehead as he continues to look around never making eye contact.

“Yeah man. What’s going on? What’s wrong? You look nervous as fuck.”

I never saw it coming so I had no chance to react. I barely registered what was happening before it was too late. I tried to move, tried to get out of the way but I wasn’t fast enough. I slam against the door dazed and confused before understanding dawned on me that he is the mole. The one who has been lying and giving out Intel to the people we are trying to catch. He is the bad guy and I wish I could have found this out sooner. If I had known, then Sierra wouldn’t be in danger now.

I try to reach my gun quickly but being shot in the shoulder slows me down. I’m bleeding a lot and I am hurting but I push through the pain because I have to. I have to in order to save Sierra. I don’t know what he wants with her but what I do know is that it won’t be something pretty. He’s going to hurt her in more ways than one.

As soon as I grab hold of my gun he fires another shot but this time it hits my stomach. I fall to the floor blacking out for a moment from the pain but I don’t give up. Everything is spinning and when I look at him he’s blurry. The pain is so excruciating that I can barely breathe through it but if I can just fire one shot, just one kill shot than it will be over and Sierra will be safe.

He doesn’t notice that I am still alive as he starts to walk off towards where Sierra is. I lift my arm with the last of my strength, aim and shoot. I hit my target as I see him go down but it wasn’t the kill shot I was going for. I really don’t know where I hit him I just know that he’s still alive as he falls to the floor and curls into a ball moaning in pain. Instead of hitting his heart that I aimed for I must have hit his stomach.

I can hear Sierra’s screams muffled by the door and I ache to be with her. I ache to hold her one last time before I die but I know what I have to do before I leave her forever. I aim again to hit the fucker who dare try and take my baby girl from me again and am knocked over by the front door I am leaning against. I can’t see the man’s face who stormed in but he’s yelling and he sounds angry. His voice is muffled in my head so I can’t really understand him as I start to lose consciousness. I try to shoot again before I completely black out but I can’t see straight so my shot misses its intended target most likely hitting a wall.

I missed the newest intruder and he turns and storms over to me kicking me in the stomach where I was shot. It hurt like a fucking bitch. I grunt in pain trying not show how bad it really hurts. I try not to show my fear as I stare him down without really seeing him as darkness starts to descend. My fear is not for myself but for Sierra. I promised her I wouldn’t let anything happen to her. I promised her she was safe with me. Now there is nothing I can do as I bleed out right here.

Before I can say anything or do anything more the guy pulls out his gun and shoots and I black out. I don’t here the screams coming from Sierra as she stays locked behind the door in the room I left her in. I don’t hear her cries as they break down the door to find her huddled in the corner in fear. I don’t hear her cries as they beat her or when she sees me lying in my own pool of blood dying from being shot three times. I don’t see the heartbreak on her face as she realizes there is no hope of ever seeing me again because there is no way I could live through this sort of trauma.

There is no more hope for me or her. No more hope that she will be saved. No more hope that she will be found after this. They have gotten smarter and they’ve realized their mistakes the first time around and took precautions so it wouldn’t happen again.

I lay here on the floor in a pool of my blood taking my last breath, my heart beating its last beat and I losing the last of my hope that Sierra will ever make it out of this unscathed. As the darkness pulls me under I feel light. I feel weightless and as if I am floating. I can hear the angels speak. I can hear the bells of heaven ringing. I can see the light from behind the veil peeking through trying to welcome me. I don’t know if I’m worthy of being here but maybe, just maybe this is where I am supposed to be.

I can hear the angels telling me it’s all going to be ok. They tell me I’ll be ok and to come back to them. I try to follow the voices as I walk through the darkness towards the light. I stop at the veil unsure if I should continue. Then I hear a voice. A beautiful voice. It’s her voice. This must be heaven to have my baby girl here with me. The voice is on the other side of the veil. I must follow the voice. I spread the veil apart with my hands and look into the bright light. I can’t see due to the brightness but I step through hoping to find her anyways.

The light fades to a sunny day with a picture perfect setting. I remember this day. It was last summer. We went to the beach as a group with me, Damon, Sierra, one of her friends who I could never remember her name because it was something foreign and two of our friends. We brought an ice chest full of sodas, water and sandwiches that the girls made for lunch. It was the first time I really noticed Sierra as a woman. Her and her friend laid their beach towels out after picking the perfect spot. It took them ten minutes to find it, walking up and down the beach while we carried all the heavy stuff. I was exhausted and ready to just go home by now. I didn’t sign up for all this nonsense. I wanted to relax at the beach watching all the hot chicks in their bikinis sunbathe, not carry everything all over the hot, soft sand.

We set all the stuff down while the girls kicked off their flip flops and undressed out of their shorts and tank tops. When I looked up because our buddies were whistling, I about killed them. It wasn’t some hot chick in a bikini running by or sunbathing next to us. It was Sierra and her friend in their tiny, barely there bikinis. I mean this was less than a bra and panties. They were practically naked.

I understand why my heaven would be this moment right here because it was heaven to me. God she was beautiful. Her tan skin, long legs and curves that made you want to run your hands all over. Problem was, every other man in the vicinity was thinking the same thing. Damon was pissed while I was turned on. Every man around us was near death by the looks Damon was giving because of the lustful gazes they sent the girls’ way.