Chapter 21

Pembroke and Maddie lay together on the grass just beyond the rough shoreline of the sea, the waves gently lapping nearby.

He leaned over her, his hands greedily exploring her now athletic and firm body, his fingers kneading her breasts as his hunger grew insatiable. He bit and sucked at her nipples, alternating between firm bites and gentle flicks of his tongue, eliciting gasps and moans from Maddie. Her back arched instinctively beneath him, as his trailed lower, down her body.

When he reached her smooth pussy he paused, marveling at the sight before him. “You’ve grown so much since I took you,” he murmured, almost to himself. Her folds, now fuller and more pronounced, seemed to bloom like petals under his gaze.

He leaned in, his tongue tracing her contours as he tasted her deeply, tasting her juices mixed with saltwater. Maddie shuddered under him, her breath coming in shallow gasps as he explored her with feral desire. Pembroke’s hands gripped her thighs, spreading her wider as he devoured her, his tongue angrily licking her vagina like a small fish tyying to swim inside the teenager.

Pembroke shifted upward, his rock-hard cock throbbing with anticipation. A wicked smile crossed his lips as the tip of his swollen helmet brushed against her slick, hot labia.

With a strong thrust, he plunged inside her, her now fully accommodating pussy enveloping his nine-inch shaft with a perfect fit. The heat and wetness of her body gripped him tightly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him.

His eyes remained fixed on her face, her dark hair fanning out beneath her, glistening from the salty sea air. Her pale blue eyes locked with his, betraying her struggle to deal with the overwhelming overstimulation of her still developing body by the hard fucking.

He groaned and pulled out, pulling her up by the hair and quickly shoving his cock in her waiting, open mouth. “Uuuuuurghhh good girl Maddie” he sighed as he let her lick him dry, feeling the ocean spray start to cool his passion. “Close, that time, it’s your fertile time so don’t want to be getting you pregnant.”

Maddie smiled, thinking how wonderful it might be if her Daddy did make her pregnant, and give her a baby to take care of on the island.

Pembroke was soon back on the mainland, enjoying seeing the crowds and people. Sometimes he thought he would go back with just Maddie spending a weeks at a time there sometimes, and he liked to get away.

He decided to enjoy some lunch in a pub on the tourist trail. He was surprised and somewhat amused when he noticed a “Find Maddie” poster beside him, peeling off, and was tempted to take it down and back to the island, but thought better of it.

Instead, he reflected on his own future. He was worried about money, but also curious about his health. He had lost a lot of weight over the last year, healthy eating, cutting back on booze and cigarettes and no more drugs. Endless sex with a nubile young girl. It was a perfect recipe for good health, but on the other hand, his doctors had told him he should be dead or dying by this stage. His life insurance payout was dwindling fast, and the upkeep of the island did cost some money. What would he do when it ran out and he was still in good health?

He sighed as he thought of Maddie. Perhaps it might be best if he put and end to it now, before he grew more attached to her. He promised himself he would kill her without causing her too much pain, and with the money from selling the boat and the island and the house he could survive and live a relatively normal life somewhere else.

On the other hand, what was the point of a normal life? Especially if he really did not have long to go?

“That lovely girl ... such a disgrace they let her mother get away with it!”

Pembroke looked up, startled by the voice. A middle-aged woman had taken the seat next to him, her young daughter fidgeting by her side. Her tone was sharp, dripping with anger.

“Sorry, what?” he asked, masking his shock as best he could.

“Maddie,” the woman said, nodding toward the missing-person poster on the wall, her voice heavy with disdain. “I saw you looking at it too. Can you believe it’s been a year since she went missing? The police—absolute idiots—letting her parents off with it on some technicality. Disgusting.”

As she ranted on, his gaze flicked to the little girl sitting beside her. A cute, red-headed thing, she fidgeted in her seat, completely oblivious to the conversation and, more importantly, to him. She wore a short denim skirt and a bright pink T-shirt, her small hands clutching a toy, her wide, innocent eyes wandering around the room. Pembroke’s lips twitched faintly as a dark thought passed through his mind. He was thoroughly enjoying Maddie’s blossoming tits and ass but he couldn’t help wondering if she might enjoy the company of a “little sister.”

“Tragic,” Pembroke murmured, glancing back at the poster, unable to think of anything else to say.

“Doctors!” the woman exclaimed, her voice dripping with disgust as she gestured wildly. “To think they can look so normal ... makes my skin crawl! Evil sex predators, right there next to you, blending in like everyone else—it’s horrifying!” She shuddered visibly, her anger intensifying.

“And that Kate McAllister...” she spat the name out like venom. “Mark my words, she’ll get her just desserts, outside the law if necessary. Or she’ll take her own life—she shouldn’t be able to live with herself after what she’s done.”

Outside Kate’s mother’s house, nestled in a small village on the east coast of Scotland, there was a small but vocal crowd of protesters, shouting demands for Kate to be re-arrested or to confess to her supposed crimes and some calling for her to be lynched.