Page 132 of Brutal Little Secrets

Hawk pulls out and slams back into me, pressing me into the tree at my back while holding my hips. I cling to him as he changes angle and hits a spot so deep that lights me up inside.

“Hawk,” I whine into his mouth, so fucking close.

“Shh, baby girl.” He thrusts in deep, holding his throbbing cock inside me, pinning me against the tree with his hips. He lifts his hand to his mouth and spits on his fingers. “I’ll make you feel better.”

He slides his fingers over my clit and rubs me hard and fast, using the spit as lube. I arch and tighten around his cock as he pushes me violently over the edge. I swallow my scream as I come hard, milking his cock.

“Good girl.” He grabs my legs again and fucks into me hard and fast. This time is for him.

I hold on until he groans and his warmth floods me. My breathing is chaotic as he presses his lips to mine.

He chuckles as he pulls out and lowers my shaky legs to the ground. “Good luck, Annie. You might want to run.”

A shadowy figure looms to my left, and I shriek before sprinting to the right. My legs feel like jelly, and I stumble a little,but I keep running. Arms catch me and lift me off my feet against a hard body. The adrenaline of being chased surges through me, and I struggle against him, wiggling and trying to drop, but he has a good hold on me.

He spanks my ass, and I let out a surprisedouch. He chuckles low enough that I can’t tell if it’s Cam or Damon. I don’t know where he’s taking me. I use my feet, trying to push off his legs. Everything in me wants to fight as much as I want him to fuck me.

He hoists me higher and turns me to toss me over his shoulder. I land with a humph, knocking the wind out of me. He holds my legs with one hand and touches my pussy with the other. When he finds my pussy wet, he grunts and thrusts his fingers inside.

I wish that didn’t feel so good. Part of me wants to give in and let him have me, but that’s not the game.

I slap his back, but it doesn’t have the desired effect. He drags his fingers out of me and smacks my ass. I let out an indignant noise. When I slap him again, he smacks my ass again. It’s not really painful, just startling. He thrusts his fingers back into my pussy and teases my clit with his thumb.

His shoulder makes taking a deep breath difficult and my struggling isn’t changing anything, so I hang like a doll as he fucks me with his fingers, making the need for release crawl through me. I can feel my arousal and Hawk’s cum sliding down my inner thigh. Hear how wet I am with every thrust of his fingers.

My captor stops and lowers me to my feet. My pussy aches for release. He takes off his shirt and lays it on the dirt in front of me.

“Knees.” The word is low and harsh, meant to disguise his voice.

I bite my lip. If I run, he might tackle me. He’s offering me somewhere somewhat nice to put my knees on. A branch cracks behind me, and a hand closes on my shoulder.

“He said knees, little devil.” Damon shoves me onto my knees on the shirt, coming down with me to kneel behind me. His hand rubs my ass beneath my skirt. “I should take this pretty little asshole.”

They haven’t prepped me for it. It would be as painful as when I lost my virginity without lube. The remembered pain sparks fear inside me. He cups my pussy under my skirt and I flinch away from him. He wraps an arm around my waist and holds me against his hard, lean body.

Even if I wanted to get away, I couldn’t. They’d be on me the second I moved.

Cam grabs my ponytail and brushes his cock against my lips, smearing precum on them. “Open, goody.”

I press my lips together and jerk against Damon. They want the struggle as much as I want to be taken by them. But this is a game, an act. No matter what, they’ll take care of me after, and I have the power to make them stop.

“If you’re going to say a color, I suggest doing it now.” Damon thrusts his fingers into my pussy and rubs my clit. I melt against him. “Otherwise, your mouth will be full.”

“You can tap my leg three times if it’s too much, goody.” Cam jerks on my ponytail. “Do you understand? Say yes.”

“Yes,” I whisper, caught between the two of them and not hating the feeling at all.

Cam wraps my ponytail around his fist and pulls on my hair hard. I cry out, and as soon as my mouth is open, he thrusts his cock in deep. I gag slightly.

“Relax, little devil. We all know how much you like to suck cock.” Damon’s fingers continue to work my clit and thrust inside me, not quite fast enough. My hips roll trying to find theright rhythm, but he keeps changing it. “You were a little virgin and let us shove our cocks into that sweet mouth. Use you like the little cum slut you are.”

I groan because he’s right. I am their little cum slut, and I love being that for them.

Cam fucks my mouth, holding my head still as tears stream down my face. My body is on fire, aching for release. When Cam pulls out, I drag in a breath. He lowers to his knee in front of me and tugs my head down.

It sparks that need to get away again. But I’m also so fucking aroused I don’t care how they take me as long as I get off. I grab onto his bent knee to stop my hands from landing in the dirt.

“Open, goody.” He jerks my head down to his cock and bumps his cock against my lips.