Chapter 5
Nolan
I nudge the side of the corpse with the tip of my foot to verify McAdams is dead, dead. “Looks like he was mauled to death by wild animals.”
“ Technically, ” Rabbit cheekily peers up at me, dirt caked on her face like cheap makeup, “ he was. ”
Agreed.
Things did get a bit unhinged.
Throat, bone, and ball crushing were all fairly tame in comparison to watching my future wife gouge out his other eye and my future husband piss in the hole.
And while we probably could’ve stopped there – fuck, probably should’ve – we didn’t.
I peeled away hunks of his flesh, The Kid snapped off extremities like he was clipping his fucking toenails, and Rabbit fed him whatever was left of his own dick post her crushing.
We’re talkin’ actually fed him despite the fact he had already croaked.
She shoved bits into his mouth and then moved his jaw, forcing him to chew.
It was fucked up.
But funny.
And even more fucked up that we found it funny.
Rather him than us, right?
“What now?” The Kid inquiries from the other side of our woman.
“Now?” Lowering to a squat precedes my hands landing on the lifeless figure. “We roll the motherfucker off the edge.”
There’s no hesitation in the two of them to take similar stances to aid in the disposal process.
Together, we shove the remains over the nearby cliff, collectively watching it roll from the steep hilltop we’re perched on into the thick greenery below where it’ll become food or fertilizer or both.
I hope for both.
Not only because then there’s less “evidence” of a crime but because he took so much from this fucking world.
His psychotic ass should give something back.
Karma.
Or…karmatic justice.
Whatever that shit’s called.
Post the echoes of a thud, the three of us relocate further away, and flop onto the cold, hard ground, exhausted.
Proud.
Liberated.
“We did it,” my best friend declares at the same time his leaner frame wilts from fatigue. “We finally crossed the fucking finish line.”
I do the only thing I can.
I toss him a half-hearted grin.
Fact is…it’s not over.
Yeah, we don’t have to worry about someone watching and listening and recording our every fucking movement so they can kill us and kidnap the mother of our child, but this McAdams shit isn’t quite done.
There’re loose ends.
Lots of loose ends.
He’s not exactly some nomad the world’s never heard of or won’t notice went missing.
He’s got family.
Wealthy. Family.
And folks with money are always a problem.
Just ask Garcia.
He’ll be happy to provide proof.
As if she can hear my thoughts – or maybe because she’s thinking them too – Rabbit sweetly states, “One race down, Kid.” Small nodding is followed by her leaning in for a kiss. “Definitely one race down.”
“ I’ll take one less race, baby ,” he happily hums on a sweet cupping of her cheek. “ And stay signed up for all the others. ”
Her lips barely have time to finish curling upward before their mouths are smashing into one another. She instantly hums on impact and the sound…the cock swelling sound…convinces me to scoot closer.
Press my hip against hers.
Hungrily cross over to steal a taste of him.
Her.
Them.
Her again.
Teasing lashes lead to me tugging at the remains of her dress, an action that prompts The Kid to grab its edge.
Bunch it together.
Rip it over her head which leaves me no choice but to lower my mouth to her nipple.
Suck on it through the lacy fabric.
Graze my teeth in circles around the hardened nub until Rabbit’s winding her fingers though the back of my hair.
Yanking me closer.
Whimpering and whining and working our boyfriend’s face across her body until it matches mine – on the other side.
In tandem, we yank the material blocking our access downward and aggressively push her tits upward to feed ourselves, dark, delicious mouthful after mouthful after mouthful.
“ Sir, ” is airily leaked into the cold morning atmosphere, sight and timbre equally intoxicating, “ more. ”
Regardless of it being my name whimpered, it’s Kid that she needily clamps onto.
Leads back up to her lips by the tousled locks.
Tangles and twirls and twists tongues with while trundling her torso towards my ferocious feasting.
Feasting that darts over to nip on the now freed nipple.
To lap up the spit left behind by the man whose mouth I now want for myself.
Ferine grumbles precede me pulling him back down to me, which is where I keep him by curling my fingers around his throat.
I savagely sink my teeth into his bottom lip only to receive a whine that encourages me to lick the wound.
Promptly provide pleasure where I placed pain.
However, once it’s gone, and he whimpers feverishly again, I repeat the previous action.
Force him to submit.
Reward him for his surrender.
Sneak in swipes and sucks of Rabbit’s nipple that’s knocking into the corner of our frantically moving mouths.
Wordlessly demand that they endure.
Succumb.
Do both simultaneously.
“ Sir ,” leaves our woman even more desperately, yet this time, I cut my glare upward.
Arrogantly smirk.
Lick the drenched nub beside me just to see her shiver harder. “ You want somethin’, you dirty, little slut? ”
She doesn’t hesitate to nod or rock her hips upward.
“ You want my cock? ”
Another needy nod alongside an even greedier sway is given.
“ Say. It. ” Kid’s mouth drops lower to echo the command only to have the opportunity interrupted by a harsh bite and rumbled, “ Not a word, you filthy fuck. ”
The wheeze he presents instead is hot.
Heavy.
“ You just take that dick out. ” A second nip is delivered. “ Get ready to give our gorgeous cum dumpster what only we can. ”
Feral groans leave them in unison.
We fought like animals.
Time to fuck like ‘em.
“ I want your cock, Sir, ” Rabbit sultrily states non-injured hand flying to the button of my pants. “ Give it to me? ”
Pleased chortles are followed by me leaning back onto my palms and grunting, “ Take it. ”
And she does.
One minute her fingers are expeditiously working to free my shaft and the next she’s squatted on top of it, thong pitilessly pulled to the side, palm gripping my shoulder, bouncing so furiously, her ass recklessly bumps into my balls while content filled puffs of air flutter towards the early morning sky.
Between having my dick enveloped in white-hot heat and my nuts drenched in scorching stickiness, it’s almost fucking impossible not to immediately come.
I mean…I wanna fucking come.
I wanna come and keep coming and then turn her ass over and come in there too, but I can’t.
Biology shit or whatever.
Anatomy?
Fuck, I hate labels sometimes.
Knowing I don’t have long – that we don’t have long – until the spikes of adrenaline or whatever natural high we’re on wears off, I snap my head over to The Kid and demand, “ Put your cock in our pretty little whore’s mouth. ”
Reluctance to spring to his feet to be swallowed whole is non-existent.
She doesn’t waste a second parting her slightly puffy lips wider.
Or gliding him down the back of her throat.
Or contracting the muscles once he’s there which causes him to practically purr, “ Fuckkkkkkk, baby… ” I happily smirk at the sight of his hand diving into the matted mess she’s calling hair. “ Choke on it for me. ”
Bobbing motions slightly shift her bucking, calling to me to clamp down on her hips.
Heave upward.
Sync my sharp thrusts to his.
Fuck her in one hole while he fucks the other.
“ Ours ,” I possessively pant at the same time I contort forward to latch onto her neck. “ Ours. ”
“ Alllllll ,” croons our boyfriend during his deeper dives, “ ourrrrssssss. ”
My tongue rolls around to the front of her neck allowing me to feel exactly where his dick is scraping.
Carving.
Claiming.
“ Fuckkkkkk, ” Kid rumbles prior to reaching for the back of my head. “ I wanna be inside you too, Sir. ”
“ Beg. ”
“ Please ,” he huffs around our woman’s sloppy gagging. “ Please fuck me with your mouth. ”
Craning my neck allows the edge of his balls to lazily dip past my lips onto my wet tongue that wildly whips back and forth, bathing them from side to side, front to back, and side to side again.
“ Fuck, yes, ” whimpers the man I love as his knees buckle, allowing him to dunk deeper into the sopping wet open space so that my teeth lightly graze his sack. “ Sooooo gooood. ” His grip on each of us noticeably tightens. “So. Goddamn. Good. ”
Praise from him inspires our woman to smash her face forward so that the tip of her nose is touching the base of his dick while it convinces me pound her pussy harder.
Otherworldly screams shoot up Rabbit’s quivering throat, vibrating his dick with enough force I can feel it tightening his balls in anticipation of busting.
His eagerness to let go mimics my own and considering the ceaseless, soaking wet constrictions I’ve been feeling since we started, I think it’s safe to assume she’s ready to let go too.
Drool continuously streams across both of our throats and chests to the same steady speed Rabbit’s juices cascade down my cock, creating a view so fucking hypnotic there’s no way to stop my eyes from becoming hooded.
My mouth from slipping away.
My gravelly, half thought out words from escaping into the breaking dawn air, “ Share that shit, you greedy, little slut. ” Kid instantly relocates his dreamy gaze to mine. “ I wanna fucking taste him too. ”
The proclamation immediately becomes our partner’s undoing.
One stumble step backwards is followed by his head lolling, voice bellowing, and blazing bursts being released onto our extended tongues.
Him coming gets us coming.
And hollering.
And howling.
And bathing in the barbarousness that only we can bring out in each other.