Heart Recaptured

Suddenly, hands gripped my waist and, with a surprised cry, I was hoisted up into the seat. As I turned to face Ky, he slammed the door and walked around the front of the machine to jump in beside me.

Ky pushed the keys into an opening and said, “Seatbelt.”

I stayed silent, not understanding his words and not wanting to anger him. Ky looked at me and repeated, “Seatbelt.”

“What is a seatbelt?” I asked quietly.

Gripping the large wheel in front of him, Ky blew out a breath and tipped his head. “This is gonna be one fuckin’ long day, huh, bitch?”

“I—” I went to respond, but Ky’s wide body was suddenly across mine, his chest flush to my chest. He reached up his hand to grip something above my head. I could not breathe. My lungs unwilling to function.

As Ky’s chest rubbed against mine, my breasts felt incredibly heavy and I grew hot and flustered. Ky did not seem to be moving either, his breathing labored. That stifling pressure from before was back.

The large space of the vehicle suddenly seemed like a tiny box. Everything felt too small, everything but the man lying across me, the large man who was gripping a black belt of material above my head… a large man whose eyes met mine and almost seemed to ignite with fire as he did so.

His hips twitched and suddenly I felt a hardness press against my thigh, his hardness, and I began to shake in nerves.

Ky then began to move ever so slowly, bringing the belt gently across my chest and down to my hip, his hands grazing my sensitive nipples. Gasping and feeling a tingling between my thighs, I began to panic.

Ky’s face appeared in front of mine, a movement as fluid as the sun travels the sky. His nose brushed against the tip of mine. He inhaled my hot breath. This close, he smelled of smoke, yes, and an addicting smell of cool flowing water, which reminded me of the cleansing river. A small whimper escaped my mouth just as a loud click sounded in the air, breaking me free from the magnetic attraction pulsing between us.

“Seatbelt,” Ky rasped out, his hooded gaze dropping to my lips.

Big fat, pink lips. Most perfect fuckin’ lips I’ve ever seen.

“Fuck, bitch,” Ky groaned, then backed away, leaving me pinned against the seat, my hands rigid at my sides. “Yeah, one fuckin’ long day.”

Closing my eyes, I regained my self-control, first relaxing my tense muscles. Hearing a grunt beside me, I swept my attention to my left, only to see Ky adjusting the crotch of his pants with a pained expression on his face.

With his hands back on the wheel, Ky shook his head and said, “We’re going to get breakfast. I need food to get rid of the gremlin in my head and a bucket of coffee to wake me the fuck up.”

Gremlin? Coffee? I had no idea what he was talking about, but one thing he did say sent fear into my heart. “We are to go outside of this compound?” I asked, my voice betraying my apprehension.

Ky turned the key to the vehicle, and the machine roared beneath us. I expelled a shout of surprise and tried to find purchase on something to hold me still. “What is happening?” I shrilled, holding a handle on the door.

Humor was back in Ky’s face and he said, “One, calm the fuck down. The truck’s just been switched on. And two, yeah, we’re leaving the compound. I ain’t cooking no damn food, and somehow, I don’t think you’ll want one of my sluts doing it.”

“I do not want to leave the safety of these walls,” I said in reply, trying my best to calm my frantic heart and ignore the comment about his “sluts.”

Ignoring me, Ky pulled a lever on the side of the wheel, and the vehicle moved forward and the gates began to open.

Ky reached down, patted my knee, and said, “Tough shit, sweet cheeks. Lesson two, there’s more to life than being caged in a protective bubble. You had it at that cult; now you’re locking yourself away here. Gotta take life by the balls at some point and squeeze those fuckers with the skill of a whore.”

My knee tingled from where his hand had touched my skin. Unused to these reactions, I prayed, Lord, give me the strength to do this today. Give me the strength to resist this sinful man.

“So? You gonna shut the fuck up and grab those balls?” Ky said, his eyes dancing with mischief.

I nodded and tried to appear relaxed. I could not tell him that my people would be coming back for me, Maddie, and Mae. I remained silent, ready to observe what was about to be revealed as the heavy steel gates opened, letting in the evil outside world.

As we rolled onto the road, I admired the large trees surrounding the small winding lane. This is what it would feel like to fly, I thought, the vehicle quickly gaining speed, the trees a flash of greens and browns to my unfocused eyes.