~Chapter 35~
*Almost Three Months Later*
M y lungs are on fire and my breaths are sawing in and out of my chest at an alarming rate. The air is thick with humidity, yes even in February, and the sun is just about to set. Not that I can see much as I sprint through the forest. With the various Oak trees and the gorgeous Loblolly Pine canopy looming over me, this forest is creepy as shit. But the men behind me…
Thankfully, it’s warm today since I’m running through the forest; the same one I met Even, as E, just over 6 months ago. But, this time, I’m wearing a Red-Riding Hood cape, red lingerie, and my new red Chucks. I’m basically a giant target; but I love it.
Who knew Valentine’s could be so fun with four masked men chasing after you?
A snap sounds out somewhere behind me as a crunching of leaves echoes out to my right. I have to go. Now.
I’m coming up on the same bridge I got caught at last time so I bypass that, hoping this chase can last a little longer.
Hoping the high can last a little longer.
Adrenaline and fear threaten to choke me as I man with a Jason mask, striped red, and wearing all black clothing, steps just into my path a few feet in front of me; kind of like in the movie.
I scream out and immediately turn left, hoping to outrun him.
My heart beats in my ears, impeding my ability to hear anything around me. So, I keep running.
I’m pretty sure that working out has increased some of my energy, and endurance, but I’m definitely not built for this much running.
My arms are pumping and sweat trickles down my spine, but I keep going until I see a clearing off in the distance. I’m just about to breach the treeline when a man in a COD mask and full gear steps directly in front of me.
“Hello, Baby girl.” His deep, sexy voice momentarily stuns me. But, I’m able to recover from my initial fear and immediately turn around, running head-first into a man dressed up as Ghostface.
“Where you going, Queenie?” His voice rumbles from behind the mask, causing my naughty bits to tingle with anticipation.
“Um, uh, that way.” I stammer, just before fleeing to my right. You know, just in time to be boxed in by a Punisher mask.
“Forkin’ A!” I screech.
Two pairs of hands immediately land on my body; two on my hips and two on my shoulders. “Oh, my little, red flower. You’re shaking.” Danny coos beneath his mask.
My pussy clenches with need and a whimpered cough comes out. Dang, I need to exercise more. These little stunts are going to kill me.
But, oh! What a way to go!
My brain finally overrides my body and I remember I’m supposed to fight. “P-please. Let me go.”
A growly chuckle behind me vibrates through my body and I recognize Charlie’s deep, molasses voice slithering down my body. “Sweet. Little. Omega. Already begging.” He coos mockingly.
“Don’t mock me,” I huff as I push back and wriggle against him, trying to dislodge his large hands from my shoulders.
He just chuckles like a big jerkface so I change tactics. I spin left, then right, quickly before ramming my body into Danny, shoving him out of my way.
I hear Stu and Danny’s maniacal laughter follow me as I sprint through the woods.
Satisfaction and pride fill me and I mentally high-five myself.
But, that’s short-lived.
A thick arm snakes around from behind me, plucking me straight off the ground before turning me around and slamming my chest into a nearby Oak. A loud “Oomph ” pushes all the air straight from my body and I cry out in pain as the bark scratches against my skin.
The arm retreats long enough to grab me by the hair, just at the base of my neck by the roots, and I scream out, “Leave me alone you, you jerk!”
A chorus of chuckles echo around me and I know I’m done for.
“No! Let me go. Let. Me. GO!” I scream as I try kicking off of the tree to release his hold on my hair.
Suddenly, a warm, wet tongue licks a path from the base of my neck to my earlobe. It disappears just before nibbling on my ear; the warmth of his breath matches the sweet, icing-like nature of his sexy voice. “Never, my Flower. Never,” He whispers before my wrists are clasped tightly in two different hands. My body shivers as I’m lifted away from the biting bark of the Oak tree in front of me.
Before I can process anything, I’m shoved roughly over a fallen tree stump, rump high in the air as course ropes are tied around my wrists, then around a tree about two feet in front of me.
My wrists chafe as I test the bindings. Tears stream down my face as adrenaline and fear wrap around my throat and squeeze.
“P-please.” I cry, wriggling around.
The long, hooded cape is unceremoniously ripped from my body, allowing a cool breeze to caress my skin, and causes my nipples to tighten.
Two large hands, with long-lean fingers, caress my naked rear; my cheeks only being separated by a single string from my thong. They slide, smooth, grope, squeeze and I feel myself grow wetter than I ever thought possible.
The hands disappear and a loud smack reverberates through the air leaving my ass feeling like it's on fire.
I scream out, just before two fingers slide from the top of my crack, loop underneath my thong strap, and continue their path down before plunging into my core. The squelch that rings out should be embarrassing, but I can’t care because it feels so damn good.
Within moments, I’m a bumbling writhing mess as the rough bark cuts into my belly, the ropes burn my wrists, and the fingers inside my needy pussy corkscrew in and out of me.
“Oh, God. Oh, Please!” I beg.
“Please what, Baby Girl? Does this needy little pussy need to cum?” Even’s muffled voice mocks me, and if I wasn’t so sure his fingers were inside me, I would snarl.
Male laughter filters around me as Danny responds, “Easy, Love. Sounds like my Flower’s about to grow thorns.” He jabs.
Then, I do snarl.
And his dang fingers leave me.
“What the actual for-” I’m cut off from my sudo-expletive as a rough hand palms my throat and forces my head upright; bringing my eye-to…tip, with a huge cock.
Charlie growls out a hoarse, “Suck.” And, I do.
Greedily.
The moment I swirl my tongue around his thick, pierced tip, two fingers plunge straight back into my soaking pussy.
I mewl as I melt into the rhythm they set. When the fingers slide in, Charlie’s cock slides out. When he slides back in, bumping the back of my throat, I gag as the fingers slide back out.
Charlie learned my gag reflex issues early, just like that rest did, but he still likes to push. And, I can’t lie, I like it when he pushes. He knows what will happen if he pushes so far. All too well.
But, he takes it all like a real man; with apologies, cooing affirmations, and lots of orgasms.
Just that thought alone causes an orgasm to rip through my body and I scream out as Charlie continues to hammer into my mouth until he comes with a shout; spilling all of his cum deep inside so I can swallow every last drop.
Hands gently stroke my body, my hair, my arms, my rear…
I blink out of my orgasm-induced stupor just as the ropes are cut from my wrists. I don’t know how, but I want more…
I need more.
“Please,” I whine, petulantly as I wriggle in Danny’s grasp. He chuckles in my ear as Stu strips off the long, black Ghostface cover-up and tosses it to the ground.
“You ready, Bea?” Stu asks.
I look into his pale blue eyes and am filled with so much love and excitement that, I know whatever they have in store, I’m down for it.
With a subtle nod, I reach for Stu and allow him to guide me to lie on top of him. He steals a kiss from me and I let him gently explore my mouth passionately and filled with more love than I know what to do with.
He doesn’t break the kiss when he nudges his tip into my entrance.
He doesn’t break the kiss when he pushes the first few barbells in.
And, he doesn’t break the kiss when I moan out as he thrusts balls-deep into my pussy.
Our bodies mold together, almost too sweetly, before Even whispers into my ear. “Baby Girl? You gonna let Danny into this tight pussy with Stu?”
“What?” I screech.
We’ve double penetrated before, but not there. Never there. “It won’t fit!” I voice out my concerns; now shaking with fear and anticipation for totally different reasons.
“He’ll be gentle. And, if he’s not…” He trails off, licking a line up my neck and up to my ear before adding, “I’ll fuck him as rough as he fucks you.”
I groan and dig my nails into Stu’s chest. “Dammit.” Stu spits. “You like that, don’t you, Bea? You like the thought of Even fucking Danny while Danny helps me split you in two. You’re strangling my cock here, Bea.” His whine almost makes me orgasm a second time, but, before I can, I tense up at the feeling of Danny’s tip meeting my entrance just above Stu’s cock.
My eyes go wide and Danny begins stroking my back with one hand while Stu oh, so, slowly moves his hips in small circles.
My breath backs up into my lungs until Stu pushes a hand between our bodies and starts lightly strumming clit.
“Lean forward, Bea. Let him in.” Stu whispers as his gaze holds mine.
I take that opportunity to lean all the way forward, chest-to-chest, boobs smashed against his perfect pecs, and snag his lip ring; playing with the loop before tugging.
We groan in unison as Danny’s head breaches my entrance and pops in just past his dydoe piercing. “Shit, fuck. Man, damn.” Danny curses against my back between my shoulder blades and slowly starts rocking into me. “Stu, fuck! Your piercings. Good God.” He continues.
“Feels good doesn’t it, Babe?” I ask cheekily. Then, he slides in a little further, rocking me forward into Stu.
I hiss as pain and pleasure war for dominance before Stu pinches my clit.
The orgasm that takes over my body is brutally intense, and blinding.
Somewhere in the deep recesses of my orgasm-drunk mind, I feel Danny sheath himself fully inside of me…right on top of Stu’s cock.
I continue trembling between the two of them as my orgasm subsides.
Just as I come down, I basically flop onto Stu, feeling Danny’s cock jump; quickly followed by Stu’s.
Danny hisses behind me and I force myself to lift my head up and turn toward him.
Even is kneeling behind him, now maskless and shirtless, and his face is pinched in concentration. “Does he feel good, Babe?” I ask Danny, wiggling around a little, now that my body was used to both of them inside of me.
He hisses out and stutters, “S-s-so good.”
With that Even rocks Danny deeper into me. We both moan with the movement and I give myself over to the moment.
All three men quickly get a rhythm as I submit my body for them to use like a good little slut.
Even thrusts into Danny, shoving him into me, which Stu meets. As he slides out, so does Danny; and I assume Even.
In, out, in, out.
It’s like they’re all fucking me with one giant cock and I may die from overstimulation.
We mewl, groan, moan, and whimper as one sweaty, sensual pile of feelings. I’m pretty sure every nerve ending has caught on fire and I’m burning from the inside out in a blaze of love.
A low, rumbling groan forces my head up and I see Charlie, mask now off, staring down at me adoringly. Like I’m the most precious jewel he’s ever seen, palming his hard, again, cock.
“Charlie, please.” I pant out. “I need you, too.” His smile is so bright, rare, only for me as he steps toward us, kneels next to Stu’s head, and thrusts into my waiting mouth.
It takes just a moment for his thrusts to match the others but, pretty soon, we’re all in sync. All together in our love and devotion for each other.
And that thought sends me spiraling over the edge.
The whole galaxy opens up and swallows my whole as my orgasm splinters my soul into shards.
After passing smooth out on top of Stu, they allowed me to sleep for about ten minutes before rousing me awake, and cleaning me up with something from…somewhere.
We silently head back to the parking lot, Stu and Danny both holding my hands, as usual.
Once we reach the clearing for the lot, our blacked-out Suburban sits alone underneath a lot lamp, like a beacon of rest and recovery.
But first, I abruptly pull away from them and turn around. Danny and Stu both pout while Even looks at me with concern and Charlie starts scanning my body for injuries.
Holding up a hand, I giggle a little before assuring them I’m ok and I just need a moment.
Reaching into the pocket of my, now ripped cloak, I silently thank God that the box is still in there. I briefly forgot about it earlier in favor of chasing the high.
Swallowing the wooly lump in my throat, I cough a little, trying to clear it before gazing between my men.
My sweet, loving, freakishly smart Stu; with all his piercings, pale blue eyes, and tousled hair; now electric blue.
My overzealous, adorable, psychopath, Danny; with his perfect black curls and maple-colored eyes.
My strong, caring, gentle Viking, Even; with his long, soft beard, ridiculously lush hair, and blue-green eyes.
And, of course, my grumpy, gruff, no-nonsense protector; with his perfect hair, ice-blue eyes, and chiseled jaw.
All four, very different men. And all four are absolutely mine.
With a smile I can’t contain, I get down on one knee, in nothing more than my skimpy red thong and lacey, red baby doll lingerie.
And, I pour out my soul.
“I spent so much of my life in a defensive position. Eventually, I learned how to play offensively. But, with you, with all of you, I didn’t need to play either way. I could just, be.” I swallow audibly as I look at Stu first.
“You’re friendship brought me back to life. I tried to push you away, but I couldn't do life without you. I love you, all of you, and want to spend the rest of my life, proving you made the right choice of being my best friend. I love you, Stu, with every cell in my body. ”
Stu’s eyes leak tears and he smiles sweetly at me. “I love you too, Queen Bea.”
My eyes begin to fill so I turn to face Even next. “Even, you brought some of my craziest fantasies to life. You fought for me the way you fight for Danny. You’ve been a hundred percent positive that I belonged to you all far before I would even entertain the thought. And, I thank you. Thank you so much for not giving up on me; even when I gave up on myself. I love you.”
Even’s smile is so wide, that I have to imagine his cheeks hurt, before he says, “I love you, too, Baby Girl.”
Then I move on.
“Charlie, you were one of few who ever saw me, for me. Even when you were a jerkface…” I chuckle with a roll of my eyes, and the others follow. “You were still busy protecting us, protecting me. Even when you were hurting, or needed help, you still put each of us first, put me first, and I can’t thank you enough for being there for me. Even when you were mad at me. I love you and I want to be with you every day, for the rest of our lives.”
He narrows his eyes a little and smirks; his eyes sparkling with adoration. “I love you, too, my little Omega.”
I grin, almost shyly, before turning to focus on Danny last. “Sweet Danny. You once told me that your darkness called out to mine that night we first met. I never told you this, but, I felt it then, too. You are the perfect balance for each of us in this family. You’re the enforcer, the comedian. You’re silly when we all need to let loose, and you’re willing to seek vengeance against anyone who dares cross any of our lines. I need you, just as much as I need the others. But, I love you, because you’re you.”
“Aw, Flower, I love you, too!” He exclaims and jumps up and down.
Without further ado, I open the long, black velvet box I had made especially for this occasion. The box reveals four, different, black Tungsten bands.
“I’m sorry it took me so long to see you all. To see us. But, now I do. And, I know you’re it for me. All of you. So, will you , all, marry me?” I inquire as tears cascade down my cheeks.
They all look at each other, shifting their heads and gazes back and forth before focusing their attention on me.
They all nod as they step forward. Stu reaches his hand for mine and helps me up off of my aching knee.
“Yes, beautiful Bea. Always, yes. But, um…”
He looks back at Charlie who pulls out a little black box and they all drop down to one knee.
“You always do know how to fumble our plans but, if you didn’t, you wouldn't be you. And, we love you. Will you, Beatrice, marry us ?”
They’re a total blur as tears have just poured out of me.
“Yes, always, yes.” I bumble like an idiot and dangle my hand.
A gorgeous, heart-shaped diamond sits on top of a black band. Each side of the heart houses two red rubies, signifying my four, amazing men.
They all stand and I shakily remove Stu’s band first.
They’re all black Tungsten with a thin, red opal inset all the way around. However, they all have something different about them.
I hand each man their rings and encourage them to read the inscriptions on the inside:
“Always Your Queen Bea,” is on Stu’s.
“Always Your Baby Girl,” is on Even’s.
“Always Your Flower,” is on Danny’s.
And, “Always Your Omega,” is on Charlie’s.
We swap kisses, hugs, and a lot of tears before heading home. Our home.
I don’t know what we’ll do with my old property, or the rest of our lives, but all I know is: we’ll do it together.