CHAPTER 13
KIRBY
There is not nearly enough light for me to be running in the forest, but that’s not going to stop me. I’ve never felt this kind of rush. My feet crunch the leaves underfoot and I desperately wish I could be quieter. They’re going to find me, I have no doubt about it, but I don’t want to make it too easy on them.
Fuck.
I glance behind me, unable to see a damn thing. How long are they going to give me before they come after me? Where are they?
I slow my steps when I see a tree with a huge trunk. I slip around it and kneel at the base, hoping to make myself small and invisible. Okay, I know invisible is pushing it, but the more light I catch, the easier I’ll be seen. Right?
It’s difficult to hear anything over the pounding of my heart and the rush of the blood through my veins. I try and take deep silent breaths to calm my heart and center myself. I’m going to need to keep my head.
As I start to calm down, I listen intently to what is going on around me. Is that the sound of crunching leaves? Am I just making that up?
I shake my head and try to come up with a plan. It’s not easy because I have no idea how big of a space I have here. I don’t know the typography.
Then there are so many questions I don’t have the answers to. How familiar are my men with these woods? Is there any water? Are there any more clearings? Could I try and circle back and slip us the clearing to keep an eye on things? With my men split up or will they hunt me as a group?
Hunt me.
I probably shouldn’t find that hot, especially given my past, but my pussy is so fucking wet that I’m tempted to shove my hands down the leggings I’m wearing, courtesy of my men, and get myself off. It would maybe help me focus because I’m so fucking turned on that it’s hard to come up with a plan. Then again, it wouldn’t surprise me if my men would be able to scent me or something.
Hell, am I downwind? Should I move?
I peek around the tree and, still, don’t see anything.
A twig snaps to my left and I cover my mouth trying to hold the gasp in that is desperate to come out. I ease away from the tree, moving to the right. Every step makes a sound, no matter how many light as air thoughts I have.
Running would make even more noise, so I try and glide as much as possible. But without shuffling because that would be worse? Fuck, I’m all over the place.
As I pick up the pace, hoping that my men are working as a unit and haven’t split up to flank me.
The farther I move away from the clearing, the more unsure I am about my tactics.
“I can smell you, Phoenix,” Wolfe’s voice booms from somewhere behind me. He takes an exaggerated breath. “You smell like your sweet pussy and a little fear.”
I almost giggle at the eager note in his voice and the ridiculousness of this situation. Adrenaline fills my veins as I move farther away from his voice while knowing full well that he could be herding me right where he wants me. That’s a risk I’m just going to have to take at this point.
While I have no doubt I won’t make it the entire hour, I can’t have them find me within ten minutes. Not this time at least. Everything in me might be screaming to let them find me so they can mount me in the forest and rut into me like the beasts they are, I know they’ll enjoy tracking me, catching me, and claiming me even more.
My feet are swift, and my mind clears slightly as I move, the fight or flight response to being told to run starting to ebb even though the excitement of the situation only ramps up.
Am I really doing this? And enjoying it?
I would have never guessed that this would be something that would turn me on, but I know I’m safe with my men. Even if they are hunting me. There is part of me that wants them to catch me and another that is considering fighting when they do. I’m not sure I could take them down, even with the training I’ve done, but it might be worth a try.
I’ve never done survival training and am a little bit at a loss as to how to proceed, but I don’t let that stop me. As I listen to the world around me, the underlying silence stretches. There’s no water nearby. I’m not catching any footsteps.
It’s almost like I’m all alone out here even though I know it’s not true. My eyes keep moving to the watch on my wrist. I’m tempted to look and see how long I’ve been running and moving through the trees, but would the light alert them to where I am?
As I move on the balls of my feet past a thick truck, I absently wonder if it’s the same tree I passed before. It wouldn’t be a surprise to find out that I’m moving in circles; it’s not like I have landmarks around here, at least not ones easy to find. When I take a step beyond the trunk, a twig snaps under my foot just as large hands clamp down on my shoulders.
Instinct kicks in and I drop down while sweeping my leg back around. I can feel the vibration more than I can hear the oomph of whoever has hit the ground. I don’t even spare the person a glance, knowing it’s one of my men, as I take off in the opposite direction.
As I move, it looks like the trees open up a little in front of me and panic floods me. Just as I’m about to shift my path, a hulking form steps in front of me, yanks me off my feet, and throws me over their shoulder. I grunt as my belly comes in contact with his hard muscle.
While my mind scrambles and I try to come up with some sort of plan, a smack rings out and a stinging sensation on my ass has me freezing and then going limp. “Good girl,” Dominic rumbles.
I should have known it was him who would find me. He’s the quietest of the bunch; it’s kind of surprising considering his size. More than likely he didn’t make a single sound as he stalked me through the forest.
“No fair,” I gasp the words as I try to catch my breath and calm my racing heart, “there are three of you.”
“All the better to hunt you with, our Phoenix,” there’s a feral edge to his voice. He turns his head slightly and lets out a whistle to let his brothers know that I’ve been found. “Fuck,” he grits out, “my cock is begging to be buried inside of you.” His hand runs over my ass, a promise in his touch. “I’m taking your ass tonight.
My entire body shudders as I go limp, not seeing a reason to fight what is about to happen. Why would I? I want it to happen. Hell, at this point, I’m pretty sure that I’ll come with a tweak of the diamond peaks of my nipples. They’re so hard that they’re aching at this point.
Just as we breach the tree line and step into the clearing, Dominic shifts his hold on me until I’m cradled against his chest. The warmth coming off him along with his heaving chest has me snuggling up against him. His low chuckle is one I feel more than hear.
As Dominic strides toward where the SUV is still parked, Wolfe and Hendrix step into the clearing, coming from opposite directions. The feral grin Wolfe shoots me has me squeezing my legs together. Given the direction he’s coming from, he’s the man I put on his back. Is he going to punish me for taking him down?
I can’t wait to find out.
When we get to the middle of the clearing, I notice a blanket laid out on the ground and anticipation has me wiggling in Dominic’s arms. My legs wobbles lightly when I’m stood up in the middle of the blanket. I feel willing and wild as they stare at me.
I’m sure I look like a mess. I can feel my hair going in all directions and more than one branch snagged my clothes while I was running. The longer they stand there and look me over, the more my breathes come out in heavy pants. I want them.
“You put me on my ass,” Wolfe’s voice isn’t an accusation, it’s filled with pride. He chuckles softly, the sound skirting the edge of sinister. “It was amazing,” there’s a note of awe in his tone.
“We caught you,” Hendrix steps up to my side before he reaches out and yanks my shirt up and off my body in one fluid movement. I gasp and cover my naked tits on instinct. “Don’t cover yourself up from us.”
My arms drop to the side, my tone sassy as fuck, “You say ‘we’ like you all caught me. I put Wolfe on his ass,” I nod in his direction, “and Dominic was the one who caught me.”
Before I know what’s happening, Dominic tosses me into Wolfe’s arms. My eyes widen as I grip his shoulders and dig my nails in. “Oh, don’t worry, it was a team effort,” he teases me, all but telling me that they did work together to track and hunt me.
I knew it.
“I’m not going to make it easier on you next time,” I vow.
All three men suck in a breath as Wolfe puts me down on my feet on the blanket. There’s a hint of vulnerability in Hendrix’s voice, “You want to do it again?”
“Yes,” the word comes out as a soft moan, “I’ve never been more turned on in my life.”
I can feel their relief and then Wolfe’s hands are on me. He pushes me down onto the blanket before flipping me over onto my knees. My skin prickles as he rips my leggings and thong down to my knees and a breath wooshes out of my lungs. Before I can even attempt to catch my breath, his cock is filling me.
My back arches as he fills me to the hilt and then starts fucking me hard and fast. Every time I’m full of him, I can feel the burn of my pussy stretching around him while my arousal allows him to glide in and out with ease. My eyes snap open when I feel something wet brush against my lips as fingers dive into my hair and gather it into a ponytail.
Hendrix is kneeling in front of me, the grin stretching across his lips primal and full of barely restrained desire. “Knew you would love being chased, little Phoenix. I can hear how wet you are by the sounds coming from your pussy while being pounded into by my brother.”
Why the fuck is that so hot?
My lips barely part, but that’s the only opening Hendrix needs. He snaps his hips forward and fills my mouth to the back of my throat. I gag slightly, but that just has his nostrils flaring. He starts to fuck my face, his pace steady and at complete odds with the way Wolfe is rutting into me from behind.
The different paces have me on edge almost immediately. No, there’s nothing gentle about the hold Hendrix has on me, and he’s definitely using me, but it’s clear that he has a tight hold on his control. As he pulls out of me, I allow my teeth to slightly graze his shaft and his eyes ignite.
Hendrix’s hips start to pick up the pace, pushing deeper with every thrust. It’s a challenge for me to relax my jaw and throat as I try and breathe through my nose. With a slap to my ass, Wolfe pulls my attention to him. The way he’s fucking me is a claiming, but his touch is gentle.
The contradictions have my skin feeling overly sensitive. It’s almost too much, a swirl of need and want that is enhanced by the way the air slides along my skin, a reminder that we’re out here in the middle of nowhere under the low light of the moon.
Dominic’s hands slide over my back, the callouses on his palms abrading my skin. Being connected to all three of them push me right to the edge of my orgasm. The moment my men move in synch, one filling my dripping pussy and the other my mouth where I have to moan around his flesh, time seems to slow.
Stars dance in front of my eyes as my belly tightens and my thighs start to shake. I’m right there. So damn close.
My men who are filling me are grunting, groaning, and growling in time with every snap of their hips.
“Look at you,” Dominic’s deep rumble has my ears perking up, “taking their cocks like a fucking goddess. So damn beautiful. You’re going to come all over Wolfe’s cock and swallow all of Hendrix’s come,” there’s a command in his voice that has me teetering right there on the edge. “Then I’ll be fucking your ass until you can’t move.”
That’s all it takes for me to explode. I’m untethered. Floating. Soaring. Falling. Suspended. My mind blanks and I only come back to myself as Wolfe and Hendrix let out feral growls right before warmth washes through my body. I can feel every jet of cum as Wolfe fills my pussy and Hendrix fills my belly.
I’m a panting mess and my entire body feels far too sensitive when Hendrix slips from my mouth and Wolfe slides out of my pussy with a grunt of satisfaction.
“Damn,” Wolfe mutters under his breath, but I barely hear him over the pounding of my heart.
I feel the loss of Wolfe’s heat, but then it’s replaced, and I know, even without looking, that Dominic has moved in behind me. My entire body shudders with the knowledge of what is about to happen.
“Please,” I whimper, the excitement of the chase still having me right on edge.
I’m nowhere near satisfied.
“Little Phoenix,” Dominic growls, “my brother made a mess of you.”
He slides his fingers along my slit where I’m dripping Wolfe’s cum. When he pushes it back inside of me, I arch my back and wiggle my hips. Hendrix eases away from my front for a moment to reposition and then he’s there and to help to support me. It’s a good thing because I was about to faceplant into the ground, blanket or no blanket.
“I got you, Kirby,” Hendrix rumbles and I nod where my face is buried in his neck.
Without warning, Dominic fills my pussy with one hard thrust. I gasp and bite down on Hendrix while hissing my pleasure. I’m sensitive and there’s a hint of pain, but it hurts so fucking good. The grunt that comes from my man tells me everything I need to know.
“So warm and fucking wet,” Dominic growls.
“Such a good girl,” Hendrix whispers.
Dominic’s fingers flex against where he’s gripping my hips. And then he’s pulling free of my pussy. I can feel Wolfe’s gush from me. I don’t get the chance to think about it too long because then he’s at my ass and pressing inside of me slow and steady.
“Fuck,” the word comes out as a guttural moan, and I give more of my weight to Hendrix. I know he won’t let me fall.
None of them will.
Wolfe’s hands reach underneath my body and cup my tits, pulling and twisting my nipples. Being connected to all three of my men, having their intent focus directed at me, has so many emotions threatening to pull me under.
Will I ever be the same again? Do I want to be?
The wall that has kept me closed off and distant from everything that could hurt me, a wall I’ve been reinforcing over and over again for the last ten years, collapses. Tears stream down my cheeks while Dominic fills me and curls over my back, sheltering me and giving me his strength right along with his power.
I feel every breath he takes, and I find my own slowing to match him. We breathe together, and I don’t think we’re alone, but it’s a distant thought.
All I can focus on is the feeling of Dominic filling my ass, Hendrix’s strength, and the gentle touch Wolfe gives to remind me that I’m safe. Their touches are all different, but I can feel the love within them.
It’s heady.
It makes no fucking sense.
I never want to give it up.
Dominic’s movements are measured right up until I clench my ass around his length when I’m stuffed full of him. I feel the rumble of his growl against my back and then he’s fucking me harder and faster.
“Yes,” the words on my lips becomes a prayer, a chant, a fucking plea.
“Mine. Ours,” Dominic snarls, his claim clear.
It is echoed around me by my men. They are one and they’ve pulled me into their orbit.
I’m not sure that I ever stood a chance and I’m not sure what I can offer them, but none of that matters right now. Not as Wolfe’s hand slides down my body and pinches my clit and I scream their names to the heavens and my body jerks.
My orgasm goes on and on and I think I might go blind and deaf for a moment. The only thing that pulls me back is the feeling of Dominic filling my ass with his cum.
It’s messy.
It’s dirty as fuck,
I wouldn’t want it any other way. As I gasp for breath, I relax against Hendrix, trusting them to take care of me. Trusting them to love me.
There’s no telling what the future will hold for us, not really, but their claim is clear. It’s written all over my skin and I know I’ll never be the same again.