Chapter 22 #2
“If you run at any time, we will chase you. You’re agreeing to be our free use toy for the next twenty four hours, no matter what you’re doing. On the phone? We can fuck you. Brushing your teeth? Ransom can pull aside your pretty panties and eat your pink, slick pussy,” I growl.
“Fuck, Lore,” Ransom whisper, his heartbeat louder as he adjusts his pants.
I can feel and hear everything he feels, and while it’s a mind fuck, there’s also some comfort in it. I can get ahead of things when he starts to worry. We’re going to be claiming him tonight, he just doesn’t know it yet.
“No…no bites yes,” Marie murmurs, her breath hitching.
“No bites,” Wilder confirms, kissing her shoulder where my bite is now translucent on her skin. My cock thickens to the point of pain against my zipper, and Wilder’s smile grows, his eyes on my erection.
One day, I swear his smile is going to get him into trouble. My travel paddle is in my pocket, but I plan for Ransom or Marie to be the first brat to experience it. My near death experience has made me more sentimental than usual, and I can tell Storm noticed how much softer I was with him.
Life is too short to be a hardass all the time. I won’t flaunt my relationships, but I won’t keep them hidden anymore either. People will have to fucking deal with it.
“Show me what’s mine, Princess,” I say, licking my lips slowly as I palm my cock through my jeans.
Swallowing hard, Marie allows her thighs to drop open.
Wilder pulls her dress up to expose the wet spot on her panties, and I find myself pulled to her to suck on the place showing off her arousal.
She tastes fucking delicious, and she struggles not to writhe as her hips threaten to buck up for more.
My fingers push her panties up against her pussy, rubbing it gently, and she whimpers at the friction.
“Do you remember when I spanked you, Princess?” I ask, smirking as Ransom shudders near me.
Oh I know he remembers…
“Yes… Did I do something to displease you, Alpha?” she asks, her voice breathy and sweet.
“Fuck,” Storm groans. “You’re being played so hard, Lore.”
“I can tell,” I grunt, sitting back. “Princess, sometimes I’ll spank you to punish you, and others, because I know you fucking love it. Come lay in my lap. Ransom’s cock needs a nice, warm mouth to fuck to keep you quiet.”
“You’re not going to need these,” Wilder says, his hands pulling her panties off. “I’ll keep these safe for you.”
There’s fire and mischief in her eyes as she gets onto her hands and knees and fucking crawls to me.
“You’ll never know who's touching you,” I remind her. “Spanking will come from me, but everything else is free game.”
Marie hesitates for a second and I take a deep breath. Fuck, I wasn’t clear enough.
“Only we will be touching you, Princess. No one else is allowed,” I say.
Ransom and Storm pull their guns and set them on the blanket, a silent promise to Marie.
Nodding, she relaxes as she waits for me to adjust my legs so she can lay across my lap.
Storm pulls his belt from his pants with a crack, making her flinch, and I hold her wrists at the base of her back as my other hand slowly massages her thighs.
She’s on her knees to give me access to her body, and I push her dress up until it’s bunched over her bra.
Wilder’s mouth waters as he reaches over to push her bra cups up, practically drooling as her tits bounce out. Fuck.
We’re so damn lucky she’s ours. I plan to make sure we show her every damn day.
Storm fashions a pair of cuffs for Marie’s wrists, and slides them over her hands before cinching it tightly.
“Try to get out,” I murmur, shifting to pull out the portable paddle.
Storm and Wilder groan as they watch me slide the leather out and up to reveal my latest torture device.
“You’re pulling out new tricks, Sir,” Storm growls.
“I can’t have you getting comfortable, can I?” I chuckle, watching as Marie struggles. “Done trying to get out, Pet?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she gasps, her voice light and airy from both arousal and exertion.
“You’re so fucking pretty like this, Sugar,” Ransom murmurs. “I didn’t think I’d be quite as into this as I am.”
“I have a feeling we’re going to both learn new things about each other,” Marie says, tossing her hair out of her face as she looks up at him.
My hand squeezes her ass before slipping my fingers into her tight cunt. Storm taps her legs without words, and she widens her stance so he can see better.
“I need to see you fist her,” Wilder groans, moving closer.
“Hmmm. I think that’s possible,” I say, sliding four fingers into her cunt while tucking my thumb underneath my palm.
Slick pushes out of her cunt, and she whimpers as I tease the nerve endings deep inside her.
“Maybe I’ll be nice and make you come before I give your ass the pretty glow I like. Ransom?”
Getting onto his knees, he shoves his pants down, releasing his thick, pierced cock.
“Princess?”
“Yes, Daddy?” she moans, her body bowing as I curl my fingers closed and continue to push into her cunt. My hand is now a fist and she cries out as she feels the change.
“Don’t let Ransom come, Pet,” I reply. “Now remember. This is just slightly smaller than my knot. Suck on your alpha to help with the pain.”
“Yes. It feels good too,” she confesses, opening her mouth for Ransom and dropping her tongue.
Saliva drips from her tongue, and Ransom groans at the sight.
“Such a greedy girl,” he rasps, gliding the crown of his shaft over her tongue. “I have a feeling Daddy is going to work you hard, Sugar. I can see his fist disappearing into your tight little cunt.”
His fingers wrap in her hair before he fists it, driving his cock hard into the warmth of her mouth.
Her cunt strangles my fist, and Wilder edges Storm out of the way wordlessly to use his fingers to expose her clit.
His lips suction onto it and refuses to let go as he sucks and licks it, making her wail as Ransom fucks her face.
Right now, she’s completely at our mercy. Marie’s mouth and cunt are currently full, and she can’t signal or say a word. I would know if she no longer wanted to be part of our fucked up games due to the bond, but saying ‘no’ is the last thing on her mind.
Storm moves to squeeze Marie’s ass cheeks before he spreads them wide and she whines in slight discomfort.
Dropping his head, he eats her asshole out until she’s screaming around Ransom’s cock as she comes.
The rush of slick helps me begin to fuck her cunt hard with my fist, the sounds of her moans and whining loud as we all enjoy her.
“You’re taking my fist so well,” I praise her.
Storm pushes his fingers into her ass, and he grunts as he feels the indentation of my fist through the thin barrier between us. I half hope she runs after I spank her. I really want to fuck her on the leafy ground.
“That’s it, Sugar,” Ransom rumbles. “You’re loving these piercings, aren’t you? Maybe I need more…”
I chuckle under my breath, wondering what else he could possibly pierce.
“Maybe Marie needs one on her clit,” I muse. “I think that could be fun…”
“Healing time is a bitch, but fuck that would be hot,” he agrees. “First ink and piercing? It could work. The question is, who will do the piercing?”
“Burner can’t pierce for shit,” I mutter, twisting my fist in Marie’s cunt. Her walls begin to flutter again, and I hum under my breath.
I can’t let her come again. That would just spoil her.
Tapping Storm and Wilder on the forehead to pull away, I smirk as they make their unhappiness known as they growl. Ransom’s brow raises, asking me if he should pull away, and I shake my head.
“You were a good boy and asked,” I tease him. “Try not to get bitten. And if she does, oh well. The rules state no bites on her.”
Marie whimpers at my words, or it could be the stretch of her cunt as I pull my fist back out. Her pussy tries to keep me inside of her, and Storm groans as he watches.
His eyes are fucking glued to her entrance as I slowly pull out.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Pet? Then, I’d have a bite on my knot and so would Ransom. Frankly, I think he deserves it. He’s the best of us, baby.”
I really do mean that. Not one thing he’s done has been for selfish reasons. Ransom has been taking care of her from the second he saw her. It also would be fun to have bite marks in the same place.
Just as my fist slides out of her cunt, Ransom is filling Marie’s mouth with his knot to suck on. Storm and Wilder grab my hand and lick it clean of slick, and I know our omega can feel the press of my dick against her stomach due to the way she’s laid out across me.
“You know the drill, Princess,” I say, gritting my teeth as my two alpha brats suck on my fingers. Holy shit. They’ve obviously missed the depravity of my presence. I missed them too.
They release my hand at the same time, and I use my new found freedom to surprise Wilder as I wrap my hand around his throat and yank him toward me to kiss him.
He groans as he returns the kiss, and a breeze fans over Marie’s body.
It raises the goosebumps over her skin, and I grin as I release Wilder.
“Damn, Daddy,” he whispers.
“Just reminding you of who's in charge, Brat.”
My palm cracks across Marie’s ass, and she cries out as Ransom gags her with his cock and knot. The sound is garbled since her mouth is full, making me growl in satisfaction.
“Breathe through it, Pet,” I say as my only warning before I press my elbow down on her back to keep her pinned.
Marie stiffens at my words, but Wilder and Storm begin to massage her body so she’ll relax. Storm also flicks her clit in a way that has her breathing hard as she waits for what’s next.
“They’re playing with you like you’re their pretty little toy, Sugar,” Ransom says, pulling out of her mouth before snapping his hips forward.
Marie gags and swallows around him, his fisted hand guiding her in the perfect position.
“She fucking loves it,” I murmur, picking up the paddle.
The guys lift their hands as they watch me, and I lift my wrist and slap the leather across her ass.
Her scream is so fucking sweet, and I can’t help rock her stomach over my cock in search of a little friction.
As I said, this is less punishment, and more to play with the edge of pleasure and pain that we all enjoy.
Marie’s ass glows after the third round of paddling, and tears slide down her face even as she moans. Wilder drags his tongue over her arousal, sighing at how good she tastes.
“Do you want more, Little Omega?” he asks. “Daddy will let you get up and stretch your legs if you’re very good for us. Won’t you, Daddy?”
My lips twitch, because that’s not where he’s going with this. Marie’s legs twitch even as they’re bent from kneeling, and I know she wants to fucking run. So, I’ll let her.
“You know the rules, right, Pet?” I ask, lifting my elbow off her back as I massage her ass. Pain flares up her body through the bond, and I chuckle darkly as I dig my thumb into a particularly red spot. “Ransom, I need her words for this.”
He pulls out of her mouth even as she complains, and I pinch her clit with a grin.
“Fuck!” she shrieks. “Was…that necessary?”
“Ooh. The omega is feisty, huh?” I ask, my paddle making a reappearance on her upper thigh.
“Yes…shit,” she gasps. “What…I mean…dammit. What was the question?”
Fucking adorable.
“Would you like to stretch your legs in whatever manner you see fit?” I growl, leaving my question very vague.
Ransom drops a kiss on her puffy lips before releasing her hair, and she nods even as she shivers.
“The only thing is that you have to do it…naked,” Wilder decides, easily getting her wrists out of the belt before pulling her dress and bra off.
Marie’s eyes widen as he puts the belt cuffs back on, making sure she can’t get out of them again. This wasn’t what I planned, but fuck if this doesn’t make this even better.
“Still want to stretch?” I ask smugly, helping her onto her knees.
My hands play with her perky tits, and Ransom leans over me to suck hard on her nipple.
Storm takes advantage of where he is to play with her pussy, while Marie whimpers as she drops her head back, content to allow us to use her. “That’s my good fucking girl.”
“Alpha,” she rasps, gasping for breath already. She’s not going to make it very far if she doesn’t control her breathing. Her knife is strapped to her thigh, her shoes are on her feet, and we'll be behind her the entire time.
“He asked you a question, Kitty,” Storm says.
Wilder licks up her cheek, collecting her tears as he hums in happiness. Her eyes are glassy with unshed wetness, something I fully plan to rectify.
I want all of her tears and cum. I don’t do anything in half measures. She’ll be fully satiated by the time we leave here.
Marie’s hair is wild down her back, and Storm pulls a hair tie off his wrist to tie it up after he sucks her arousal off his fingers first. The path here was pretty clear of raised roots. She should be fine to run if she wants.
“Well?” Ransom asks. His cock is still out and leaking, and Marie watches as I lean forward and lick the precum from his slit.
I can feel how torn Marie is, and she presses her thighs together as she makes a decision.
“I’d like to stretch,” she whispers, allowing Storm and Wilder to help her up.
I remain sitting as I watch her stomp the circulation back into her legs, her hard soled shoes perfect for running from us. Her heart is beating hard, her fingers are twitching behind her back with anticipation, but still I wait.
Even when Storm and Wilder put their guns away, I remain sitting, right up until she breaks away and starts running.
“Give her a head start,” I growl, rolling onto my feet.
Ransom puts his cock away as he stands, already poised to run.
“Play with our prey a little first,” I grunt. “Now go.”
Happy running, Pet. Hope you know what you’re getting into.