Chapter 16
A week later, and it felt like I’d somehow won the life lottery. I had two men who adored me, and doted on me, and made me feel like a freaking princess every single day. And somehow, it worked. The three of us were a team, and there wasn’t any sort of macho jealousy between Lincoln and Wilder, which I’d been worried about. After all, they were best friends, and had been since way before me.
The last thing I’d ever want is to be the end of that.
But, there was none of that. We laughed, we went out on walks together, we cooked dinner together. And mostly, we fucked — a lot.
Sometimes it was both, other times it was just one of them. And it wasn’t always this epic screw-fest either. Sometimes, it was just something small. But somehow, even those small little encounters made my toes curl and my whole body tremble with pleasure, especially when they made it as hot as they did.
For instance, I’d loudly barged into Wilder’s office while he was on a business call. I’d quickly gone to scamper off, but he’d held my gaze with a firm glare and beckoned me. Then, with his phone muted, he’d told me to get under his desk, take out his cock, and show me how a good girl apologized for being so rude.
…I’d done so gladly, touching myself under my panties as I’d sucked his big cock under his desk while he’d finished his call.
Another time, Lincoln had caught me totally blowing off the afternoon and watching mindless television instead of working on some of the summer pre-course work I had for the university. I’m not sure how much of a punishment it was to make me sit on his face while he tongued my pussy until I came screaming his name, but I wasn’t going to complain.
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It wasgorgeous out as I stepped outside, breathing in the country air and loving that we were so alone out here. Wilder’s estate was way out from town, and he had so much land that you couldn’t even see his closest neighbors. Of course, that would change when Lincoln finished his place over the next hill, but even that would be pretty damn far away.
The guys were busy, and it was so nice out that I decided a long hike was exactly what I needed. I bent down, lacing up my hiking boots before taking a deep breath and heading into the woods by one of the marked paths on Wilder’s land.
The woods were quiet, and peaceful and beautiful, and I couldn’t help but smile as I traipsed along. Things were good. Life was good. I’d be going to the school in just a month, but Wilder and Lincoln and I had already discussed me just continuing to live with them. Lincoln was teaching me to drive, since I’d never learned, and Wilder promise that once I wasn’t grinding the gears between “park” and “drive,” I could use anything from his garage to get around.
And really, the whole thing was perfect. Yes, I’d be annoyed at having to spend most of my day away from them at school, but I knew what I could look forward to every night when I came home. Oh did I know.
Two perfect, amazing men who’d be ready to pounce on me. Too bad I wasn’t majoring in that.
I took a side trail that I knew would take me down by the road that led to the gates of the estate. Thinking about the two of them had me aching for them, and I grinned, knowing full well that no matter how busy they were, they were going be pulled away from it the second I got home.
I stepped out of the woods, biting my lip and grinning in anticipation as I headed for the big iron front gates. I could almost already feel their hands on me, and I could feel the heat throbbing between my thighs as I imagined what they might do to me. I knew they were both “for real” busy with work stuff, and I knew me barging in and teasing them for attention would get their blood running hot.
…Hopefully hot enough to punish me.
Then of course, there was the promise they’d made me a few nights before. See, we’d done all sorts of things together so far. They’d both taken my ass, they’d shared me between them. And they’d made me come in ways I’d never even dreamed of, with both of their hard, gorgeous bodies pressing into me.
But there was one thing we’d never done yet.
I’d never felt them both fuck me at the same time — one taking my pussy, and the other in my ass. I’d asked shyly, but they’d both been afraid of hurting me, or pushing me too hard. But a few nights before, after they’d made me come in the shower with both their mouths on me, I’d pushed for it again.
And this time, with fire blazing in their eyes, they promised that we would, soon.
…I was hoping that today might be the “soon.”
I stepped to the gates and flipped open the security code pad on the wall next to it. I could hear a car approaching, mixing with the sound of the birds and the slight breeze, but I paid it no mind. I knew the code by heart at that point, and I’d started to punch it in, when suddenly, the sound of the car braking sharply behind me caught my attention.
I whirled, and my jaw dropped.
The crappy, beat-up white Honda looked like it was held together with duct tape. And I actually knew for a fact that it was, because I knew the car.
…It was my dad’s.
My actual, real, biological dad’s. The man who’d basically abandoned me time and time again. I tensed as the engine shut off with a clang, and when the door swung open on rusty hinges, I took a step back.
“Heeeey there! There she is!”
His eyes were glazed over, his skin sallow and pale as he leered at me. Behind him, the passenger door swung open and Stephanie, Wilder’s drugged out sister and my dad’s partner in crime, staggered out.
“Well fuck me, looks like my brother’s living pretty good these days, huh?”
I said nothing, pursing my lips and taking another step back. My dad glared at me.
“What, no hug?”
“What are you doing here?”
He scowled. “What, I can’t come say hi to my girl?”
“Not when you’re supposed to be in jail.”
My dad and Stephanie both snickered.
“Nah, they let me out!”
His eyes shifted from side to side. He looked dirty, and his hand came up to scratch his arm in that junky way I recognized from having grown up with one.
Bullshit.
“They, uh, they let Steph out too.”
Stephanie giggled this horrible, screechy laugh like it was some sort of inside joke.
“So, how’s living with my rich brother?”
My dad shot a look past the gates.
“That who’s buying you all those nice clothes? Who bought you that nice—”
I gasped as he lunged, his arm shooting out and snagging the phone Wilder had got me from my hand as I tried to pull it out of my back pocket.
“Who bought you this fancy fuckin’ phone?”
I trembled, taking a step back and shaking my head.
“Dad, you guys are in jail. What the hell are you doing here?”
“I told you!” he snapped, his eyes looking wild. “They let us out!”
Stephanie tittered again. “Oh, yeah, they let us out.”
Everythingabout her lame sarcasm said otherwise. I didn’t know how they’d managed to get out, but there they were, and there I was, feeling more and more trapped, without a phone and without any help.
We stood there for a second or two, my eyes darting between them and them glancing at each other in that sketchy junky way.
“Why don’t we go for a drive, huh?”
I shook my head. “No thanks.”
“What, you don’t want to hang out with your dad?”
“No,” I spat. “I don’t.”
My dad’s eyes narrowed. “Get in the car, Mackenzie.”
“No,” I hissed, backing into the iron bars of the gate. My hand crept up next to me, blindly looking for the code box and wondering if I could punch it in without looking.
“I said get in the car!”
“No!”
“Listen to your father, you little bitch!” Stephanie screeched, looking more manic than I’d ever seen her.
“I have to go, okay? They’ll be looking for me?”
My dad scowled. “They?”
I pursed my lips, but Stephanie hooted.
“Jesus, does he have his little boyfriend Lincoln living here too?”
My dad swore. “You’re living here with two men, huh? That who’s buying you all this fancy shit?” His face grew red. “And just what fuck are you doing for all these fancy toys, huh? You some kinda whore now?!”
He lunged for me, but I screamed and kicked out.
“Get the fuck away from me!”
“Get in the car!”
I screamed as he grabbed me, stronger than he looked as he dragged me away from the gate.
“Let go of me! Are you insane!?”
“Quit being a bitch and listen to your father!” Stephanie spat, yanking the rusty back door of the car open as my dad dragged me towards it. I screamed again, kicking and lashing out, my heels digging into the dirt. But Stephanie jumped in too, grabbing me and helping my dad yank me towards the car.
“You can’t just take me like this!”
“I’m your father! You’re goddamn right I can!”
I roared, lashing out and catching him in the shin with my heel. He bellowed, swearing up a storm before suddenly, his hand came smacking across my mouth. I gaped, blinded by shock and pain as the stars danced through my vision.
“Stupid little girl,” Stephanie hissed, helping my dad shove me, stunned, into the backseat. They slammed the door and then jumped in front, the rickety engine choking to life.
I started to lunge for the door, but suddenly, Stephanie whirled, brandishing a shiny, gleaming, wicked looking blade.
“Sit your ass down, and be quiet!” she snapped. “You think you’re the only one who’s gonna get some free shit from that brother of mine?” She smirked, waving the blade at me. “Well, you ain’t.”
The car sputtered to life, peeling out of the driveway outside of the gate and racing away from the only good I’d ever known.