Lyon
Chapter 173

I got Mengele out of my bathroom half an hour later before she drowned and walked her to her room. “Daddy it’s cold.”

“Use your bathroom next time and you won’t have to walk through the AC.”

Her damn mother has the thermostat on permafrost because hey, no one else’s comfort matters in this bitch and I dare any one of them to say shit.

She hid in the closet to get dressed while I sat on her bed trying to replace the right words to tell her so she would go to sleep without worrying about her little friend.

She came back in her cute little girl pajamas, face freshly scrubbed and bright eyes. This kid in no way looks ready for bed.

I patted the mattress and she climbed in with a secret little smile. I knew that shit did not bode well for me and I was right. “Read me a story daddy.”

The f**k! She reads better than me and have made a point of not wanting anyone to read her shit because she’s a big girl. She’s taking lessons from her mother.

“Mengele” How the f**k do you tell your kid you’re not reading her a bedtime story? “What do you want me to read?” Swear to f**k I’m gonna replace my balls come tomorrow.

That smile grew wider and she hopped down to go to her wall of books. She came back with a f*****g tome. I looked at the cover and it did not look like light reading.

“The fuwhat is this Gravity’s Rainbow?” I read the back cover and got it. World War two Germany. “Catalina go grab a book.” Just looking at the first paragraph was enough to make my eyes bleed.

She mumbled and g*****d and came back with a much smaller book with a bigger meaning. Archibald Frisby is a book about a kid who likes science, but whose mother wants him to make ‘real’ friends and do kid shit. This kid.

I read her bullshit story, which she fell asleep halfway through, but I got the gist. My scary a*s kid is setting down the gauntlet. I brushed her hair back and kissed her brow. Knowing that even though we didn’t have the talk, she’d gone to sleep knowing her daddy was here.

Back in our room Kat’s feeding hour was over and she was on her laptop. I knew from the look she gave me I was about to catch hell for some shit or the other and braced myself.

“Did you know about this?”

“Know about what?” She turned the screen towards me and I leaned in close to read. The f**k!

“Who the f**k is this hump?”

“That’s Catalina’s teacher, we keep in touch online you know that.” I should go strangle this heifer. Why would she tell her this shit? I rubbed my chin to buy some time.

It’s one thing to keep shit from her, and another to outright lie. She always catches my a*s anyway. “I didn’t think you needed to know that morbid shit at this time.”

“Well what have you told Catalina about this?” Just right to the point. That’s what happens when your woman knows you too well.

“Nothing yet, the others already know the truth, but I don’t think she needs to know this shit. You know how her mind is.”

“I don’t know Colton, I think she’s gonna hear it sooner or later and I rather she hears it from us. I know you think you can control everything but you can’t.”

“Kat she’s five f*****g years old. You want me to tell her that some f**k raped and murdered her classmate, what the f**k!” I’ma kill this motherfucker for this shit alone. A*****e!

“No, but we have to tell her some version of the truth. If she hears it somewhere else it will be much worse.” She was using that calm therapist voice like she was facing down a wild beast.

“I’m not telling her that shit. I’ll think of something but not that. It’s bad enough that her brothers and sister know about that shit.” Why does she always make me feel like an a*s?

“Colton, honey, come sit.” She patted the mattress pretty much the way I’d done with the kid. I glared; she lifted her brow. Her pregnant a*s is walking a thin line.

“What do you want Kat?” I refused to leave my post and her a*s got huffy. “Are you going to tell her or am I?”

“You tell my kid some shit I don’t want her to hear we’re gonna have a problem.”

Her sighing shit don’t phase me one f**k. “Colton, let’s be reasonable. Didn’t your parents tell you things when you were young? No one kept you in a bubble I’m sure, so why do you want to do it to our kids?”

“You won’t even let poor Caitlin have a sleepover with her friends.”

“Now that’s a lie. I said her friends could sleep over here but she can’t sleep at their homes.”

“Does that make sense? Why would the other parents agree to that? Why should they trust us when we so obviously don’t trust them?”

“Didn’t we have this argument already? I give a f**k who likes that shit. My kid isn’t sleeping nowhere but under my roof; what the f**k.” She regurgitates shit more than an anaconda.

“I cannot wait to see how you handle college.” Is she trying to make me nuts? “Why don’t you take your pregnant a*s to sleep?” Crazy lady gave me the finger. “Do that again.” I moved over to her side of the bed; she just laughed at my a*s.

“Get away from me you freak.” I couldn’t tackle her the way I usually do when she gets frisky so I resorted to underhanded tactics.

“Ooh that’s just mean.” She now m****d in between raucous laughter and tried clamping her legs around the hand I had covering her p***y from behind.

“You gonna behave? Huh?” I bit into her neck, marking her and she cooed at me. Now instead of trying to keep me out, that top leg went up and she gave me free access.

“Mouth!” She turned her head and accepted my tongue while I fought to get my d**k out of my jeans and shorts so I could get to her. I sank in deep and held still, letting my c**k throb and leak pre-cum into her.

With her p***y and mouth stuffed her a*s can’t snipe at me. If I do my job well enough her a*s would go to sleep when I’m done and I won’t have to listen to anymore of her shit for the rest of the night.

I squeezed her tit gently as I f****d into her and felt warm milk run down my hand. I released her lips and licked my hand clean before working some maneuvering tactics to get her tit in my mouth.

Her p***y clenched and released around my c**k faster and faster and I was just in time to cover her mouth with my hand before her screaming shit alerted the masses.

“Damn Kat, keep it down.” I held still and tried to calm my breathing so I could listen for any movement outside my door. F*****g kids!

“If you can’t keep your a*s quiet I’m gonna pull out.” She growled at me, reached back and grabbed my a*s and pulled me back into her.

I held her tummy protectively and f****d into her until she came on my c**k. “Can I get mine now greedy?” Like she gives a good damn. She nodded her lying a*s head and pushed her a*s back to get more c**k.

“That’s my girl.” I wasn’t going to last much longer anyway. Arguing with her sassy a*s always gets me going.

“Hold on.” I got to my knees, holding her leg up while I planted one knee between her spread thighs in the scissor position so I could f**k deeper into her pink p***y.

I got her close again and stopped. “Colton why’d you stop?” I got your a*s now. I gave her my most evil grin and she knew what was coming. “Don’t you dare.”

“Oh yeah.” I slow f****d her, bringing her to the edge and pulling back while she tried trapping my d**k inside her hot cunt by clamping down with her p***y muscles.

“Oh no you don’t.” She tried to gut punch me but since I had control of her leg and her tummy was in the way she couldn’t reach.

I kept up my slow torture until my nuts drew up and I was ready to blast off. I pulled out just when she was revving up again and came all over her tummy. Boy was she pissed the f**k off.

“Get away from me.”

‘That mouth is what got your a*s in trouble in the first place, keep that shit up.” To add insult to injury I jumped off the bed and headed to the bathroom for a towel to clean her up.

“Now take your a*s to sleep.” If looks could kill she’d have buried my a*s a long time ago, I wasn’t even worried. Just to f**k with her I kissed her cheek before leaving the room.

“Sleep tight.” She threw a pillow at my a*s because she always have to get the last word in. I did my usual nightly walk through and head counting, ending back at Cody’s room.

I pulled the little blanket up over his butt and brushed my boy’s hair before leaving the room, leaving the door half open so I could hear him. Like the hundred and one monitors his mother has planted around the house aren’t enough.

I headed back to my study to finally get down to business. I wasn’t in there five minutes before the phone rang. “What’s up Jared?”

“We’ve got a problem.”

“What kinda problem?” Damn, when it rains it pours in this bitch.

“I guess you’ve heard about the little girl that was found raped and murdered. Well another child went missing, only problem, our boy was picked up for the first one and was behind bars at the time of.”

“What the f**k are you saying? There are two of them?”

“Looks like. I’ve got some shit you need to look at. There might be a connection.”

“Okay send me all you’ve got.”

What the f**k is going on? I waited for the email from Jared and took my time reading over what he sent. I didn’t like the picture that was unfolding before my eyes.

I can’t for the life of me figure out why these assholes won’t keep their shit outta my backyard and away from my wife and kids.

Somebody ought to take out an ad warning their dumb asses to steer clear of all surrounding states, because if they get too close there’s a good chance I’m coming for their a*s.

I have no tolerance and no give when it comes to this sick shit. And since getting tangled up with the

SEALs and the others and learning that this shit is even worse than I ever thought, my trigger finger stays poised.

My kids have every f*****g right to live in peace without worrying about these evil f***s lurking around. It’s my job to make sure they get that shit.

F**k the law and their tied hands bullshit. It’s their job to protect the criminals, it’s mine to protect my own.