I wasn't planning on doing anymore with this but I got a quite a few personal messages asking me to expand on it a bit more...I don't see this going far. This could be the last chapter for it or not we'll see when I get t the end of this chapter. I'm already working out a new Mac fic that will be multi chapter. If you've not read Heart of A Predator that I posted it will be centered around Mac and Harper from that...
Mac wiped his hand with a grease rag watching the cops over at Walter's asking about the uppity little bitch he showed a lesson the other night. Meghan was her name if he wasn't mistaken, he chuckled shaking his head and going back to what he was doing. Hell wouldn't long till they came over and asked him questions, anytime something happened people looked right at him.
Mac looked at the sound of boots walking towards him, shading his eyes from the light he scoffed seeing Harley walking towards him. Standing up Mac looked the him in the eyes not backing down.
"Mac." Harley nodded nervously shifting his stance. "I know you've heard about Meghan Preston going missing out in the canyons."
"Small town." Mac spit over his shoulder keeping his eyes on Harley.
"She liked to run in the Canyons...their thinking of getting a-a group together to look for her. Was thinking you know 'em better than anyone..." Harley broke off nervously looking at his feet.
Mac snorted and looked at him, "If she's out in there and been there this long...chalk it up as a loss."
Harley looked at him for a minute before looking over his shoulder back towards where he'd left Walter. Mac growled and stepped towards him, "Something you got to say?"
"Everyone knows you know it better out there...and I'm not saying you done this."He chewed his lip before speaking again, "It's just you don't exactly not look guilty either."
Mac gave a laugh, "You here to arrest me because I don't fit the fucking bill?" Stepping more towards him, "You're forgetting your place..." His voice held a dangerous promise that had Harley swallowing.
"My hands are tied...her family my approach asking for help. Her sister Tarren is really tore up over it."
Mac's mind flashed back to his warning to the bitch about her sister. He licked his lips and wondered what she was doing. Mac's eyes flashed back to Harley's, "Get the fuck out I got shit to do..."
Mac was closing the garage when he heard a car stop behind him. Growling to himself he slammed the bay doors down locking them in place, he was done for the day. He heard soft foot steps coming his way and looked over his shoulder at the approaching person. One glance had adrenaline spiking through his system like a drug.
"Excuse me?" A tentative voice spoke.
Mac turned and looked at the girl. He held back the smile and laugh at her eyes sliding over his body. He hadn't thought much about the state of his clothes as he was getting ready to leave anyways.
"Are you okay?" She stepped towards him her eyes on his torso.
Mac looked down his chest and looked back up, "I'm fine.
She looked apprehensive and raised an eyebrow at him in question.
Mac did give a chuckle at that, she had a lot of the fire her sister has. Had? He snorted again at his thoughts. "Oil." At her confused look Mac ran his hand from his pectoral muscles down to his waist band. Her eyes followed the trail of his hand, "Oil...got knocked over on me. Why I'm like this. I was getting ready to leave what you need?"
She shook herself with effort and pulled her eyes from his body and looked him in the eye. "They said you knew it better out there then anyone...My names Tarren, my sister Meghan is missing." Her voice broke slightly before she swallowed and her eyes hardened.
Mac looked out over the small area around them as the sun died around them casting deep shadows. He could feel her looking at him and brought his eyes back around to hers. "What makes you think she was out there when she went missing? She could just be off partying."
She shook her head at him angrily. "That's not her. She always went for a run...everyday like clockwork. She didn't come home after that one."
Mac crossed his arms over his oil slick chest and nodded at her, "If I see anything little girl I'll let them know."
She huffed and stepped towards him, "They are all a bunch of dumb asses. They aren't even concerned." Her big doe eyes locking with his own predatory gaze.
Mac brought his hand up and rubbed is through his scruff still looking at her pleading eyes. "I'll look."
The smile that broke across her face made his plans that much sweeter. She grabbed his forearm squeezing, "Thank you so much. I owe you."
Mac shrugged her hand off moving towards his truck, goddamned right she owed him. Granted she'd never see a body till it was too later.
Mac had spent the next two weekends getting the shit caught up and ahead. He had plans to bust his ass all week to give him the weekend free. Moving towards the bar he swung the door open and walked straight for Walter. He could here Harley in there and was hoping the fuck wad left him alone right now. He didn't have the patience to deal with him right now.
Walter walked from the back looking at him and grabbing a bottle he poured him a shot. Mac set heavily on the stool and motioned for a beer as well.
"Where you been?" Walter kept his voice low.
Mac slammed his shot back and motioned for another. "Workin'."
Walter poured his drink nodding at him his eyes scanning the bar. Landing on someone they frowned and he shot his eyes at Mac. "Tarren is here...watch ya ass. Don't do something stupid that's going to put you on my bad side or get you caught. You don't want either of them"
Mac snorted and locked eyes with him, "There's two sides to that fuckin' coin. Killing his beer he stood back up, shits read for this week. I'll be gone this weekend. Don't bother looking for me. Be back Monday morning." His voice was terse.
Walter watched him for a moment before shrugging and smearing a friendly smile on his face that made Mac want to rip his jaw off. Mac looked over when he felt someone settle next to him. Fuckin' Harley.
Harley nodded at Walter looking to Mac, "Where you off to in a hurry?"
Mac sneered at him not answering instead glaring him down. Harleys face burned red and he ordered a beer. Mac looked back at Walter, "I'm out of here."
Mac seen Tarren trying to get his attention was walked out anyways, not looking at her. Mac climbed in his truck and drove straight home. It wasn't but ten minutes before he heard the sound of her vehicle pulling in. Mac gave a triumphant smile and stepped out his back door walking through the shadows around to the front.
Tarren climbed out of her car and straightened her shirt and started walking towards his steps not even seeing him no more then 3 foot from her. A cloud of smoke blew out and as the cherry on his cigarette burned read again, her head whipped around to look at him.
"What you need girl?" His voice was low causing her to step closer to him.
She was trying to get a better look at him but he was cloaked in shadows boots only visible. "Mac is that you?"
He chuckled dropping the cigarette and crushing it under heel. Stepping out some so she could see him better he seen her visible relax. Stupid move. Maybe she wasn't as smart as everyone said. She had to have heard about him just like her cunt of a sister, both to stupid to see the hell in his eyes.
Mac dropped his arms from there crossed position on his chest, broadening his stance he cocked his hip out. Her eyes followed his bodies movements and he seen her clinch her thighs together. "What do you need?" Voice lower again.
She readily stepped towards him again, "I can't hear you..."
Mac stepped out abruptly towards her, almost touching. "I said what do you need?"
She swallowed but didn't back up. Stupid girl. "I don't know if anyone mentioned anything around town but they found her car out at Hens Hole Peak." At his silence she went on, "It's almost two hours from here."
Mac licked his lips, "She there?" Voice neutral.
She shook her head sadly. "No all her stuff was gone and the vehicle was locked up like she just left it."
Mac held back his smirk instead looking down at the girl in front of him. He knew all this he was the one to take the car there after all and stage it. It was quite the trip considering on the highway its sixty miles, he had elected to drive back roads to avoid discovery. What he wasn't sure of was why this little slip of a girl was telling him all this like he was the only person listening to her.
Mac looked up and watched the sky estimating it was about ten at night. It was late enough that there was no decent excuse to come to him at this hour. She could have just as easily found him at the shop again. Mac looked back down at her and she was studying him with dark eyes.
"Got a habit of lettin' your eyes wander there girl." Mac's voice was brandishing fire and want.
She looked up sharply and averted her eyes from him. Mac turned and headed towards his door not waiting for her or to see what she was doing. He heard her sigh and walk towards her car, she wanted it but was scared.
Getting to the door he heard her silent curse and smiled to himself. Bitch wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Not until he was finished.
He heard her faster steps towards him as he opened the door, "Mac..Mac"
Stepping in the door her turned slightly looking at her and walking on in. Following him inside, "I have a flat."
Mac looked out at her vehicle and looked at her expectant face. He growled and backed her against the wall. "You got a habit of also making demands of me don't you?"
Her breathing quickened and her eyes watched his tongue slide across his lower lip. Before he could say anything else he felt her hand sink into his hair and jerk him forward biting his lower lip roughly and kissing him. Mac grabbed her throat and pushed her against the wall never releasing her from the kiss.
She made a noise in the back of her throat from his hold on her and sunk her nails into his arms. Mac ripped his mouth away growling at her. Without a second thought he picked her up and over his shoulder stalking down the hall towards his room.
She moaned at his actions hands sliding across his back all the while. She raked her nails harshly and he gave a sharp slap to her ass causing her to jerk on his shoulder and clinch her thighs together.
Mac stepped through the door and set her on her feet. "Strip."
As her clothes slipped from her body Mac couldn't help but to compare them. There were already some startling differences that had his cock throbbing already. Where Meghan was tan and had curves to spare, her sister was more athletic but no less womanly. Tarrens pale porcelain skin begged to carry his mark.
She stepped towards him when she fully nude, not a bit shy about her body. Mac watched her breast as she moved to him her hands working his shirt from his body along with the belt in his jeans. Mac took the belt from her hands and eyes her neck hungrily, he looked up at her when he noticed her hands had stopped moving. She was watching him with the belt chest heaving.
"What have you heard about me?" Kicking off his boots still holding the belt.
She looked at him through her eye lashes and smirked, "I know enough."
Mac gave a dark chuckle and pushed her down on the bed. "On your knees." Hand on her back pushing her towards the headboard. Mac dropped his pants and climbed on the bed behind her. "Enough...you know enough."
He double the belt over and gave it a sharp crack, her body jerked and she nodded at him eyes watching his cock. Mac slipped the belt around her neck pulling it snug, moaning and nodded she pushed her body back against his.
"Please Mac..." Her breathless voice rushed out of her.
Mac growled and slid his hand between her legs and felt her soaked already. Mac jerked her around to face him knocking her on her back and pulling her to the edge of the bed. Slipping his fingers back through her slit he inserted a finger feeling how tight she was. Slipping a second he groaned feeling her gripping just his two fingers like a vice, he looked down at his swelling cock and smiled dangerously and looked up at her. "I aint a gentle man."
She nodded at him lifting her hips for him. Mac pulled his fingers from her and slid the head of his cock through her dripping slit, she rocked her hips trying to encourage him. Mac growled and pulled the belt slightly causing her quit moving. With one swift movement he was buried completely in her and she yelped in pain, tears spilling from the corners of her eyes.
Mac didn't let up and gave her no time to adjust she was no virgin like her sister. She came here for this she wanted it, why bullshit with the niceties. She was his already to break and destroy. He was going to watch her body crumble.
"Harder." She moaned as much as she could through her pained grunts.
Mac growled and slapped her across the face harder than he had someone in a long time. Blood slipped from her mouth and nose freely. Instead of crying she set up and grabbed his neck pulling him down to her kissing him. At the taste of her blood Macs mind flashed back to her sisters own bloody mouth and he groaned.
Mac pulled back from her and pulled out, "Knees now."
She nodded eagerly and moved to her knees in front of him. Mac slipped in front of her backing her against the headboard. Mac made a slip knot with the belt around the bars of his bed and had her tethered there for him. Lifting her easily enough Mac pulled her into his lap and slammed up into her cause her to scream.
Feeling her body start to tense around her Mac tightened the belt cutting off her air and she moaned her last breath of his name. Feeling his own orgasm take him Mac released the belt and watched as her arched harshly into him eyes rolling back in her head and fighting to get air. Her body was rocking so hard against his he could feel himself already getting hard again before she was even done with her first orgasm.
Mac spun her around on his lap and started moving in earnest in her feeling as her body caved in and gave more to his bruising thrust. She moaned dropping her head to a hanging position and working her hips back into him. Slipping his hand around Mac quickly started working her towards her end as she turned her head looking at him. Face coated in blood and eyes screaming for more Mac grabbed her hair roughly pulling her to his mouth.
This wasn't a kiss of love or even want. It was a kiss of damnation. He could tell the second she got it as her body went tense on him getting ready to struggle just as her orgasm took her over again. Mac pulled away from her giving a sinister chuckle, pulling out of her took himself in his hand and drug her head down to his groin.
Pulling her head around to his dick he lifted her mouth to him and she took him down as far as she could. Mac didn't let up though just like he hadn't on her sister. She gagged and pushed against him making him groan and he felt the vibrations of her cries. Pulling her head back slowly he tightened his grip on her throat bringing her back down on him again as he started tensing.
He felt himself spilling into her hot throat, groaning as she swallowed him down without having to be told to. Feeling the muscles in her throat work to take him down and accommodate his size buried there. Releasing her from his hold she pulled off of him and dropped back on the bed looking at him.
He had plans to kill her outright but she had more fire than her sister, she'd be more fun to break. No, he'd plan something special for her. Mac looked down at her from his kneeling position next to her as her hand slid up his thigh. She was smiling licking blood and cum off her lips, raising his eyebrows at her in question she laughed. "The stories don't do you justice. So many warning to stay away from you." She hummed in her throat hand cupping his balls and sliding back up his length.
Mac growled and held back the jerk his body tried to have at her roaming hands. He had the weekend to break this bitch like the whore she was and goddamned if he couldn't wait to get her back to the cave where he could really show her the misery she craved. Leaning back down he bit roughly into her skin breaking it and repeating this process. All fuckin' weekend, he was going to mark every part of this bitch before he had his fill. He was going ruin her smooth skin make it his own story carried in her skin.