The Best Agent is who now?

Chapter Thirteen

Still Krieger’s POV:
I closed and locked the door. Mary was already naked, putting the breast pumps on. I stripped off my trunks and joined her on the bed. I straddled her and she ran her hands over my body. I teasingly rubbed my cock against her and she tried to buck up. I reached under a pillow and pulled out a wand vibrator. “I see you’ve found my toy stash,” she said as I turned it on.

“I’m going to tease you, but you can’t cum. At least not yet,” I said as I pressed it to her clit. I moved it around until she started to wiggle. After a bit, she was arching into it. “Please, please, please,” she moaned and just as she was about to cum, I removed the vibrator. She groaned and looked at me pleadingly. I brought her to the edge a couple more times while the pumps were going.

“Oh my god Krieger! Please let me cum!” she begged and I fucked her til she came, dazed. Once we both came, I carefully took the pumps off. I massaged her tits gently, stroked her cheeks. I kissed a trail down her body as she came down from her orgasm. I worshipped her gently until she looked at me. She pulled me down and cuddled with me for a bit. Then we got dressed and headed downstairs.

She put the milk bottles in the fridge and sat on my lap. “I put Raylene down for the night,” Lana said. “Thank you,” Mary said, snuggling against me. “Took you long enough, Mama,” Melody snarked. “I know,” Mary said. “Let’s watch the last Hatchet movie,” Cheryl said. “Kreiger must be well endowed. You look really relaxed,” Ray said, cuddled up against Archer.

“Ray!” Mary exclaimed, blushing. “Wowza,” Pam said. Ray was smiling. “I ordered Dominos. Lots of pizza,” Mallory said. “Cheat day?” Mary asked. “Yes,” Mallory replied. “Hope you got Hawaiian,” Mary said. “Ugh,” Ray said. “A whole. Or two,” Mallory said.

“Yaay,” Mary said. “I cannot believe you don’t like pineapple on your pizza. It’s amazing!” Archer exclaimed. “It’s meh,” Ray said and the door bell rang. “I’ll get it,” Pam said, getting up. Melody crawled into Cheryl’s lap. “What the hell!” Pam explained.

“Who are you?” a man asked and Mary leapt off my lap. She pulled out a gun from a compartment in the chair. “You two get upstairs,” she hissed to the twins. They ran upstairs as a man walked into the room. “Aww isn’t that cute. You think you’re actually going to use that on your Daddy?” a man said, holding Pam at gunpoint.

Ray pulled out a gun from his leg holster. Pam elbowed him in the gut and Judo threw him over his shoulder. The gun skidded across the floor. Mary picked it up and held it up so she was holding two guns. “Mary, he’s subdued,” Archer said, but she was staring too intently at her father. Ray tried to make her lower the guns, but was elbowed in the gut. Her hands were shaking.

“You can’t pull the trigger. Look at you! You are weak! Having kids, bad idea! You’re hands are shaking! Where are the little bastards?! They like you and your twin? I know people who’d love to beat the gay out of them. Or fuck them. I should have hired prostitutes to fuck Ray,” their father mocked from where Pam had him pinned to the ground.

Mary shot one of the guns and missed. “Get him out of here,” Mallory ordered, going up the stairs. “Aww, how cute of you to miss. And looks like Arnold fucked you like bitch in hea-” he never finished because he was shot in chest. “Don’t worry, Harold. It just missed the heart. Just barely, though.

"Whoever works on you is going to have a very hard time removing it. And they will need to because one wrong touch could quite possibly nick and penetrate the heart,” Mary said, hands shaking more. Ray and I carefully and gently got the guns from her. Archer took them while I urged her onto her armchair in his lap. I squished myself beside them and she curled against both of us.

“Can we just watch the last Hatchet?” she asked and I kissed her forehead. “Of course, baby,” I said. “I’ll get the kids and Mother,” Archer said. “I’ll get this fuckwad out front. Johnny is coming to get him,” Pam said, hauling Harold out of the room. Mary shook in our arms.

“Mama, are you alright?” Melody asked. “I’m good. Just wasn’t expecting Harold to visit,” Mary replied, lifting her head from Ray’s shoulder. “Is he going to jail?” Mikey asked. “Yes, he is,” Pam said, plopping beside Cheryl. “Pizza is here,” Mallory said, coming down the stairs. Archer and the twins got the boxes. Mary curled against me and Ray, who kept looking in the direction that Archer left.

When Archer and the twins returned to put the pizza in the kitchen, Ray got up. He wrapped his arms around Archer from behind. Mary snuggled into me closer. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her head. Lana draped one of Mary’s various soft blankets around us. I tucked it around Mary, pulling it under her chin. Ray brought us a plate of pizza while the others got up and got their own.