Chapter 12
ADRIAN
Her nod was so fucking small.
A pathetic little twitch of her head against the corn stalks, but it was enough.
It was a fucking green light.
That’s my girl.
My cock throbbed, a painful, eager pulse against my zipper. The fight with Elias was just noise, a quick release of competitive fire, but it settled nothing.
All it did was prove what I already knew… We all want her. We’re all going to take her, but I’m taking her first.
Harlan steps back, a low chuckle grating from behind his sack. He knows the hierarchy. He’s accepted it. For now.
But Lila… my Lila… she sees her moment. Her wide, terrified eyes dart between us, and in that split second of our shifted attention, she moves. A sudden, desperate scramble, all flailing limbs and rustling corn.
She’s up and running before any of us can get a hand on her.
A sharp, hot spike of anger lances through me.
You little fucking bitch. After everything. After you begged for it. You’re going to run?
It’s not anger, not really. It’s pure, undiluted hunger.
The chase is back on, and it’s always the best part.
I’m moving before the others, shoving past Burlap’s solid form. “Mine,” I snarl, not sure if it’s for them or for me.
Her naked form is a pale flicker between the dark stalks, a ghost I have to catch. I can hear her choppy breaths, the panicked rustle of her running.
She’s fast, driven by a fear that’s just making me harder. My boots eat up the ground, my longer strides closing the distance effortlessly.
I let her think she’s getting away. I let her crash through a dead end, her little cry as she realizes there’s no way out, music to my fucking ears. She spins, her back hitting the rough wooden slats of the maintenance shed.
Perfect.
I step into the small clearing, blocking her only exit. She’s trapped. Nowhere to go.
“Bad. Fairy.” The words come out low, a promise of punishment.
She shrinks against the wood, her small, perky breasts rising and falling with her panicked pants. Her nipples are hard, pebbled beads. She’s scared, but she’s so fucking turned on.
I can smell it on her. I can see the slick shine between her thighs.
The other two step in behind me, a wall of muscle. An audience for my prize.
“You made a mess of my face, Lila,” I say, tracing a gloved finger over the dirt smeared on my mask. “You made me fight my friends. You ran from me after you said yes.” I take a step closer, crowding her. “You know what happens to bad fairies who break the rules?”
She whimpers, a tiny, broken sound. It goes straight to my dick.
“They get punished.”
My hand moves fast, a blur of leather. I don’t slap her face. I grab a handful of that messy hair and yank, spinning her around to face the wall. She cries out, her palms slapping against the splintered wood to brace herself.
“Hold her,” I command, and instantly, Harlan’s thick hands are on her wrists, pinning them above her head. Elias moves to her side, a silent, menacing statue. His hand comes up to her throat, not squeezing. Just… holding. A reminder.
Her entire body is on display for me. The delicate curve of her spine, the perfect, round globes of her ass. That sweet, dripping fuckhole I’ve been dreaming of splitting open since I first saw her trembling in this maze.
I bring my hand down on her ass cheek with a sharp, stinging crack.
She yelps, her body jolting against her restraints. A perfect pink handprint blooms on her pale skin.
Fuck, yes.
“Count them,” I growl.
“O-one,” she stutters, her voice trembling.
I spank her again, on the other side, harder this time. The sound echoes in the small space.
“T-two!”
“You belong to me tonight, Lila. This pretty little body is mine to use. You don’t run.
You don’t hide. You take what I give you.
” I land another blow, then another, alternating cheeks, turning her perfect ass a hot, rosy pink.
She’s squirming, but she’s not trying to get away.
Her hips are making these little circles, pushing her cunt out toward me, begging for something else.
“F-five! Please…”
“Please, what?” I land another sharp smack right on the crease where her ass meets her thigh. She screams, her legs buckling. Harlan holds her up easily.
“Please, what?” I demand, leaning close, my mouth near her ear.
“I… I don’t know!” she sobs.
“You want me to stop?” My fingers trail through her wetness, gathering her slickness, and she moans, pushing back against my hand.
“No! God, no…”
“Then what do you want?” I slide two fingers inside her, and she screams, her inner muscles clenching around me like a fist.
So fucking tight.
I crook my fingers, finding that spongy spot inside her, and rub it ruthlessly.
“I want… I want your cock! Please, I want your cock!” The words tumble out of her, raw and unfiltered.
I withdraw my fingers and bring them to my mouth, tasting her. “Good girl.”
Iunbuckle my belt, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet night. I shove my jeans and briefs down just enough to free myself. My cock springs out, aching and desperate. I spit into my palm and slick my length, stroking myself slowly as I look at her presented body.
Elias’s hand finally tightens on her throat. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to make her gasp, to make her feel his control, too. Her eyes widen, her breath coming in shallow little pants.
“Look at her,” he murmurs, his voice like dark silk. “She can barely breathe, and she’s still pushing her ass out for you. She’s a perfect little fucktoy, isn’t she?”
“She’s my perfect little fucktoy,” I correct him, lining the head of my cock up with her soaked entrance. I press against her, not pushing in, just letting her feel the pressure. She’s trembling, trying to push back, to get me inside.
“You ready for this, Lila? You ready for me to fuck this greedy little pussy raw against this wall?”
“Yes! Please, yes!” she chokes out.
I grab her hips, my grip bruising and possessive. “Then take it.”
I thrust forward, burying my entire length inside her in one savage, driving push.
She screams, a raw, ragged sound that’s half pain, all pleasure.
Her cunt is a scorching hot, velvet vise around my cock, so fucking tight it almost hurts. She’s dripping wet, but she’s so small, she still has to stretch to take me.
The feeling is fucking incredible.
“Fuck, Lila,” I groan, my head falling back. “Your pussy is fucking divine. It’s gripping my cock like it’s never letting go.”
I don’t give her time to adjust. I pull out until just the tip remains, then slam back into her, hard and deep. Her body slams against the wall with each thrust.
I set a brutal, punishing pace, fucking her with everything I have. The shed wall rattles.
Harlan is groaning, watching, his own cock out and in his fist. Elias’s hand is still on her throat, his thumb stroking her jawline. She’s crying, moaning, her words just a mess of “yes” and “please” and “more.”
I lean over her, my chest pressing against her sweaty back, my mouth next to her ear. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You wanted to be hunted. You wanted to be caught. You wanted to be used. You’re just a set of holes for me to fuck, and you love it. Tell me you love it.”
“I love it!” she sobs, her voice strangled by Black Mask’s gentle, unyielding pressure. “I love your cock! I love being your prize! Fuck me!”
Her approval is a fucking drug. I fuck her harder, deeper, my balls slapping against her wet skin. The pressure coils low in my gut, a tsunami building.
I’m close. So fucking close.
“I’m gonna fill this tight little cunt up, Lila,” I grunt, my rhythm starting to fracture. “I’m gonna pump you so full of my come you’ll feel it dripping out of you for hours. You want that? You want my fucking load?”
Her answer is a guttural, desperate moan as her body suddenly seizes around me. Her cunt convulses, a series of sharp, milking pulses that rip my own orgasm from me.
I shout, a raw, animal sound, as I plunge deep and empty myself into her, pulse after hot, claiming pulse, painting her insides with everything I have.
I stay there for a moment, buried to the hilt, shuddering with the aftershocks. I can feel my cum leaking out around our connection. I lean in, my breath hot on her ear.
"Now," I whisper, my voice rough and spent. “are you going to be a good little fairy and let the others fuck you?”
She nods, barely able to keep herself up, but we’re not done with her yet…
Far from it.