Page 84 of Better Run

He grabs my right hand and pries it from Jayden’s scalp. He pins it to his knee with one hand, and the other brings the tip of the knife to my forearm.

I freeze. Jayden continued to lick me while grabbing a bottle of something out of his cargo pants. Antiseptic.

Shit. I start to struggle, but Jayden has my hips pinned, and Cole presses the tip of the blade close enough that my movement causes a burst of pain.

“If you want this to look sloppy, keep fighting. But I would suggest you lie still.” Cole waits for a beat to see how I’m going to react.

I breathe heavily, staring at the knife indenting into my skin. Then I look at him. “What are you doing you, crazy bastard?”

“Reminding your mind who you belong to.” He takes the hand that was pinning my arm and pops open the antiseptic. I watch as he sprays it on my arm and the knife that’s still dug into me. It burns.

Panic fills me. “What are youdoing?” I start to struggle.

Jayden nips the inside of my thigh in a warning. “It’s a small mark, kitten. Lay still. We won’t let anything bad happen.”

Cole looks into my eyes. His pupils are blown. “We have yours on us.”

“What?” My heart is still pounding.

Cole raises his right arm. On his tanned skin, there’s a white, raised ‘J.’ Oh shit. He scarred himself.

“J for Jo. Jayden has M for Mary.”

I look at Jayden. His dark eyes meet mine right above my pelvis. His gaze is filled with lust. “He’ll make it easy, kitten. Lay down.” He lowers his head and closes his mouth on me again.

Adrenaline courses through me. Cole doesn’t wait. He cuts into my arm, and I buck up in a burst of pain. He keeps me still with his other hand.

“Easy little one.” He murmurs but doesn’t stop. Pain lights up down my arm and I can’t take my eyes away. Blood beads up under the blade. It hurts like a bitch, but I can tell he isn’t cutting deep.

“Beautiful skin,” he mutters, “Like butter.”

I don’t realize that Jayden has been sucking my clit until he gives a particularly hard pull, and my hips buck up. He grumbles, and the noise vibrates against me. The adrenaline amplifies the sensation, making sparks fly in my vision. I grit my teeth and groan. The pain, mixed with the fear, makes my head fuzzy, and pleasure mixes in.

And I let it happen.

Wave after wave of pleasure and pain fills me. I scrunch my eyes closed. Tension builds. Suddenly, Jayden moves his jaw while sucking and pleasure explodes. I come, lights shooting behind my eyes in a blinding explosion. It goes on and on and Jayden continues to pull and suck. I cry out and arch my back.

The pleasure and pain swirl in the fog. Slowly, it starts to clear, and I realize that Cole has put the knife away and wrapped my arm in white bandage.

Jayden looks up at me with an evil smile on his face. He licks his lips. “Looks like you lost, kitten.”

I jerk up.

“No, no lay back down. Cole needs that mouth after playing with his knives. And I need this beautiful, hot cunt. It’s been too long.”

They both move quickly, bodies tense. Jayden kneels between my legs and fills me in one stroke. I gasp, pleasure shooting through me again. Cole gently grabs my chin and faces me to him. I move up on my elbows. He puts my lips to the tip of his cock. His voice is gravelly and he sounds out of control. “Make it hurt, baby.”

I do. I take him into my mouth and rake my teeth along him. He throws his head back and groans. I suck him fervently, grabbing his dick at the base and squeezing, nicking him with my nails. He thrusts down my throat as Jayden continues to pound into me. It’s rough and brutal, both men chasing their own rhythm and force. But it doesn’t keep me from coming again, tightening on Jayden’s dick as I cry out around Cole’s.

“Fuck.” Cole’s movement stutters and he comes hard down my throat. Jayden grunts, stiffens, and yanks out of me, shooting on my tits and stomach. Cole pulls out, and I suck in a deep breath.

We all catch our breath, that the only sound in the muggy, dim light. Slowly, I realize that I’m still on the dirty tarp in the old barn. With the two men that hunted me down.

Cole leans down and kisses me on the forehead. Jayden tucks himself away and scoops me into his arms. My right arm brushes him, and I make a startled noise of pain.

“Let’s go get you cleaned up, kitten.”

My arms and legs are limp with happy exhaustion. I close my eyes against the rocking of our bodies. I can tell when we leave the barn when the night air hits me with a warm puff and the smell of hay. Crickets chirp, and the men’s footsteps crunch in the dirt.

Jayden smells warm and familiar. We walk for a while until I hear his boots hit the gravel road. I stir.

Jayden growls, “We’re taking you back, kitten. Did you really think we wouldn’t come unprepared? If you fight me, we’ll drug you.”

I wasn’t going to fight them. Not for real anyway. But he doesn’t have to know that.

They carry me to Jayden’s truck. I recognize it with a lurch of my stomach. It’s the one he drug Sage out of to kill her.

They throw me in the back. Cole slides in beside me as usual. He leans over, straps me in, then kisses my forehead. “Welcome back, little one. You’re fucked now.”

Jayden winks at me in the mirror and we drive off into the darkness.