Chapter 8
EIGHT
AIDEN
Casey’s hand still covered the entire bottom half of our prey’s face; though, it only made me grow stiffer in my uniform as I realized exactly how tiny she was compared to the both of us.
Sure, I noticed it when we were at the hotel.
But now I was right in front of her.
I could touch her. I could smell her. I could ruin her.
I moved my eyes to Casey through the headset, only to swallow roughly when I found him already staring at her with nothing but admiration in his eyes.
If this night went exactly how we wanted it to…
I shook my head and swallowed roughly as I stepped even closer to them.
It forced Casey to step backward, dragging her along with him until his back was at another tree while she was pressed firmly against him.
Her eyes stayed locked on me, fear and excitement racing through them. “Hi, pretty girl.”
Casey groaned. “God, she really is beautiful, isn’t she?”
I smirked. Our pretty prey.
If it weren’t for my night vision headset, and the fact that our doe was still muffled, I would have bet my entire rank that she was blushing as bright as a rose petal.
I took another step forward and twirled a lock of her hair around my gloved hand.
“Oh, she really, really is. Even with muddy legs and a ripped-up shirt. We haven’t even started the chase yet, though.
Imagine how stunning she’ll look when she’s pinned in the sand and moaning for us like an animal in heat. ”
“Fuck, Aiden. I’m already trying not to bust in my uniform. Take it easy,” Casey whimpered.
One of my eyebrows quirked up as I moved my other hand to cup him through his uniform.
He hissed through his teeth, clutching at our doe even firmer than before, and I could have sworn her legs shifted to cross.
Refusing to let that happen, though, I raised one of my knees just slightly, angling it directly in between her legs, and swallowed my own groan as she let out a muffled moan in response. Casey’s dick jumped in response.
“What was that?” I mocked him. “Should I make you come right here, right now, just to remind you of your place, too? Because…don’t forget, you still answer to me, pretty boy.”
His icy eyes fell closed. “Please, no. I’m sorry, Daddy. I want to save it for her. She’s earned it.”
Pride swelled in my chest.
That was a good answer.
“Good boy,” I responded before looking back down to our pretty girl.
Testing the boundaries a bit more, I shifted my knee against her core, rubbing it back and forth.
She moaned again. I relished the sound of it, and even more so as her eyes closed in submission while she rocked back down on me.
“A needy boy and a needy girl, right in front of me. Just aching for that release. How could I have ever gotten so lucky?”
Casey groaned.
I continued. “Casey, sweetheart—move your hand. I want to hear our pretty girl talk. We need to ask her a few things, remember?”
He did so, moving his hand to her waist. I watched her mouth drop open as he pushed her down the slightest bit, forcing her to rock on my knee even harder. My dick twitched at the sight of his hand covering her entire waist, and even more so at the sight of her mouth open, practically panting.
The sight unraveled me slightly. I couldn’t help myself.
I raised my own hand now and stuck two of my fingers in her mouth.
Her eyes snapped wide open as I pressed down on her tongue, forcing her to cough as I explored.
I tested the boundaries and pressed against the back of her throat, and the guttural sound that escaped me when she didn’t gag was nothing short of feral.
Her hips rocked against me even faster as I withdrew my gloved hand, now covered in her spit, and cupped her jaw firmly. “What’s your name, beautiful? I think we’re at the point you can tell us now.”
“Ro-Rory,” she moaned out.
Casey groaned. “Rory. Such a pretty name for a darling girl.”
I smiled. “It is. Now, Rory—what’s your safe word? The one we gave you in the chat when we were discussing tonight. I need you to tell me it so I know you’re okay with what’s happened so far. Do you understand?”
She nodded. “Flower.”
“Good girl. And do you need to say it?”
Her voice turned quiet and shy. “No. I’m okay.”
Casey responded for me. “Good. That’s wonderful. We trust you’d say it if you needed to, yeah? You won’t get in trouble. This is for you, after all. We don’t want to hurt you anymore than you want to be hurt.”
She nodded, and I took that as my cue to grab the other side of her waist and firmly press her against me.
The gasp that tore out of her almost had me kneeling at her feet.
“This is what you wanted, right? Two men to hunt you down. Two men to touch you. Two men to make you come. Two men to own you.”
“Fuck,” she ground out. “Fuck, yes. Please. I promise I want this. Words are just…kinda hard right now. I…I didn’t think you’d make me feel so good, so early. I don’t know.”
The laughs that left our mouths were mocking. “Good girl. And of course we would. Casey is right, after all. You deserve it. You’re already making us so proud, little doe.”
A sound of pleasure and delirium left her lips. “Yeah?”
Casey spoke. “Oh, yes, darling girl. Now, we want you to come like this. Do you think you can do that for us? Come on Aiden’s leg while we touch you. Before we’ve even really touched you.”
“Oh my God,” she whined. “I’ve never come like this before. I’ve never…”
I squinted down. I didn’t like where that was heading.
“You’ve never…?” Casey prompted.
“I-I’ve never come with someone before…like, in person.”
I hissed through my teeth.
What a sad excuse for a man—for a person in general—to not prioritize their partner’s pleasure.
Shaking my head, I forced a chuckle. I wanted her to cross that finish line now more than ever.
“No God here, baby girl. But that’s okay.
Who needs God when you have two Navy SEALs ready to become your God, right?
Two men who are willing to become your Daddy?
Two men in love, who want you to come so bad before they rewire your brain entirely. Right, love?”
Casey joined in. “Right. Fuck, I bet the word daddy would sound so good coming from her lips. You think you can say that for him, darlin’? He’ll just want to fuck a baby into you even more.”
My head snapped up to Casey.
We hadn’t talked to her about that in detail just yet.
I opened my mouth, ready to backtrack for him, when Rory’s moans filled the air instead. “Yes! Yes, Daddy. God, yes. Breed me whenever you want. Make me hump your leg like this. Make me earn your cum. Make me earn your baby. Fuck!”
Oh, I was definitely leaking into my boxers and uniform at that point.
Fuck me.
My control snapped as I growled, “Come then. Hump my leg like the desperate little girl you are and come for your Daddies. Come for your masked military men. If you want it so bad, fucking show us how you come apart.”
Like a ticking time bomb, I watched as she approached the cliff—using me to get off.
It was the hottest sight of my fucking life.
Casey spoke next. “We’ll both breed that little cunt, too.
You’ll take both of us. Someday, at the exact same time.
You’ll be crying out for your Daddies, for God, and for whoever else you think will give a fuck, all while you cream on us.
This is just the beginning, darlin’. Do you really think we’ll let you go after this? ”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she babbled.
She was right there.
But our girl needed something more.
Something that someone else took from her.
Quickly, I took Casey’s knife out of his free hand, and held it to her soft, delicate throat.
It scratched at her skin as she thrashed against the both of us.
Her eyes snapped back up to me as her breathing escalated to an almost scary rate.
My words were deadly. “Come on my fucking leg, you little slut. Come for Daddy. Come like you would have if the man who hurt you actually gave a fuck about you like we do. Fucking. Come.”
Just like that, we both watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Her back arched out, moans guttural, as her pussy spasmed underneath all her clothing.
I could feel its heartbeat on my leg. One of her hands gripped Casey’s thigh as the other gripped my vest, using us both as she rubbed out the height of her orgasm on me.
Seconds passed like that. None of us moved. Casey and I were wound as tight as she was right before she orgasmed, but with anxious breath.
Eventually, her breathing slowed slightly, and her head dropped down on my chest. I raised an arm and raked my fingers through her silky hair comfortingly. Though, it was mere seconds later when her shoulders began shaking, and concern lit me aflame.
Casey rubbed her back gently. “Rory, sweetheart. Tell us your safe word.”
She sniffled, though spoke with no hesitation. “Flower.”
I spoke next. “Do you need to stop? We can end the night right here. Get you cleaned up and put to bed.”
Surprisingly, though, she shook her head before looking up at both of us.
The tears on her face made her blue eyes shine like diamonds, and it was as beautiful as it was heartbreaking.
“No. I need more. Please. Make me forget him. That was…so good. I need more of whatever that was. And what you said at the end—I loved it. I need more. These are good tears. I promise. I’m just feeling a lot of things right now, and it’s weird. ”
I looked at Casey right as he looked at me. At that point in our relationship, we probably had a form of telepathic communication without even knowing.
He didn’t hesitate.
In mere seconds, his knife was raised and against our doe’s precious throat.
My eyebrows raised underneath my mask as I noticed the sharp part of the blade was actually angled at her flesh.
Granted, I knew Casey wouldn’t kill her—not even accidentally.
We were trained to know exactly how to wield weapons. It was simply the choice itself.
Seems like my little boy had a knack for blood, after all.
Rory’s eyes went wide as she spoke. “Wh-what are you doing?”
Lowering my knee from the apex of her thighs, I tugged at her hair and chuckled mockingly. The action pressed her closer into Casey’s knife, and I could have sworn that I felt my cock twitch as I watched the pinprick of blood that began beading at her skin. “We gave you a chance to stop.”
Casey sing-songed back, “And you didn’t.”
I smirked. “You know what happens to sweet little prey who say they can handle themselves?”
Rory swallowed, and I bit back my groan as I watched the action force the blade into her skin just a little more. She didn’t even wince. “What?”
My voice was as dark as the night around us, and I took immense pleasure as I watched her face grow redder from the intensity that surrounded her. “They get chased. They get put in their place. And then they get fucked.”
My eyes moved to Casey as he lowered the knife and stepped around her.
Without another word, he raised his mask, grabbing the front of my uniform with one hand and lifting my goggles with the other, and smashed his mouth to mine.
I didn’t hesitate to kiss him back. A groan reverberated out of my throat at the feel of him on me, knowing she was watching.
It was over seconds later, and I smirked at him as he pulled away—nipping at his bottom lip possessively.
We turned both of our gazes back to the woman I already knew we would marry one day as we put our masks back in place. “Run, little doe. We’ll give you a head start.”
She blanched. “Both of you?”
I leaned forward, resting my hands on my knees and turning my head to the side.
The gesture was nothing short of humiliating—as though I was talking to a child who was too innocent to understand demands.
But the smile hidden behind my night vision gear was pure wolfish. “Both of us. Now. Fucking. Run.”