Page 6 of Eternal Pieces (The Violet Delights Duet #2)

VIOLET

“ O h my god!”

It feels like there’s a shockwave pulsing in my ass.

The sensation is so strong and sudden that I have to grab onto the nearest tree so I don’t collapse.

If I want to be able to walk again, I’m going to have to take this thing out.

I reach around to pull the plug free, but as soon as my hand gets near it, the buzzing gets stronger.

“Fuck!” I hiss, gripping the tree with both arms, my knees turning to jelly.

The toy may be in my rear, but I can also feel every sensation in my well-beaten and overly sensitive pussy. It pushes me close to the edge, and although I’ve never come like this before, I’m eager to chase that rush. I press closer to the tree, shamelessly grinding my body against it.

Before I can come, the vibrations stop completely. I groan out my protests against the bark, my knees wobbling. A dark chuckle comes from somewhere behind me.

My mind is hazy, and I struggle to turn to find its source, but I manage to rest my back against the tree to look around. I thought my stepbrothers would have been eagerly chasing me, but they’re not here. Am I hearing things?

Now that I’ve had a moment to compose myself, I realize how cold my legs are.

I’m grateful that Maddox left my boots on so I don’t lose a toe.

I hope there’s an extra set of pants in that bag.

It was a bad idea to leave it with the guys.

I didn’t have time to look through everything in there, so who knows what they could do next.

My legs are so weak that I’m barely able to lift my feet through the thick snow when I start walking again. After a few steps, the plug comes back to life.

“Ah! No, no, no.” Gritting my teeth together, I try to push through the painful pleasure and keep moving, but it’s too much. As soon as I stop, so does the plug.

A crunch of snow startles me, and without thinking, I flee.

My thighs usually chafe when I run, but they’re so slick with come that they glide over one another with ease for once. The plug isn’t buzzing in me right now, but I feel the solid object with every stride.

I’m so glad this is private property so some poor, unsuspecting hiker doesn’t see my bare ass dressed up like a bunny in the snow.

It’s humiliating, yet I love it. Being used and degraded by Max and Maddox is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. My legs are tired, and my feet are sore, but I keep playing the game because I want to.

I come to an unmarked fork in the road. If I remember correctly, the left path will take me to the lake. But I’m not ready to end this hunt just yet. Being their prey is a lot of fun.

I take the path to the right, and I barely manage three steps before I collapse, the toy vibrating inside me. All I can do is wait it out.

Once it stops, I force myself to my knees and try to walk, but the same thing happens again. “Okay, okay! I get it. I’ll go the other way.”

They’re herding me toward the lake. It can’t just be for a pretty view. They must have something planned there.

Turning around, my face smacks into a bare chest. My pursuer is sporting his neon mask, boots, and nothing else. The lack of tattoos means it’s Max this time.

He’s actually chasing me without his clothes on. A rush of desire courses through me.

Looking down I see and feel his hard cock on my stomach. Precum leaks from the tip and leaves a shiny trail on my coat. Eager to taste it, my mouth starts to water.

Pulling my gloves off I reach down to stroke his cock. He shivers as my fingers caress him.

“You’re a very bad girl, Violet.” Suddenly, Max’s hand is around my throat, and he’s pushing me up against a tree.

“W-what did I do wrong?”

“You shouldn’t be out here without your clothes on. It’s dangerous.” That word sends a thrill through me. I know exactly what dangers await me, and I can’t wait to experience them all.

Buzz.

“Ah! God damn it, Max!” I’m starting to hate this toy in my ass. My hand flies off his cock and I loop my arms around his neck to keep myself upright. “The pair of you really don’t play nice.”

“We only do what’s best for you. Are you having fun?”

“Yes,” I sigh, needily. “You’ve caught me this time. So what are you planning to do to me next?”

“Give you your punishment.”

I slide one hand down to push at his chest, but not to make him leave. It’s the tense push and pull between us that turns me on. I’ll say I don’t want the degrading words or the harsh treatment when the reality is my pussy is close to developing icicles from how much it’s dripping.

I know exactly how to provoke him to give me what I need. “I’m sorry for being a bad little sister. Please don’t punish me. I’ll be good. I’ll do whatever you want.” I start manoeuvring his cock to my pussy, but he grabs my wrists and holds them above my head before I can get him there.

Hoping he’ll get the hint, I arch my chest toward him. But he ignores me and starts looking through the bag. I swear it’s getting more attention than me!

“Come on, Max. Fuck me. Please.”

My begging is stopped by his hand pinching my cheeks. “Hush now. You’ll get everything you want. But first, you owe me a few orgasms.”

There’s something cold and firm in his hand. When he moves it from my face, I see a set of leather cuffs. Another one of their Christmas gifts to me.

Biting down on my lip, I patiently wait for him to cuff me. First, he strips my upper half until I’m completely bare for him, then he secures the cuffs and lifts my entire body, hooking my wrists over a thick tree branch.

“Um, Max. I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

He holds my weight up and slides to his knees, lifting my legs onto his shoulders.

In one pull he has the mask off and his eyes linger on mine for a long second before he smothers his mouth with my pussy.

I lose track of everything as his lips suction around my labia. His tongue roughly parting them to get to my clit which is already poking out and ready for him despite its sensitivity.

My head tips back in bliss. I’m exhausted and way past sated, but I’ll always want more.

“If I pass out, will you keep using me?”

“Only if you want me to. Do you want that, sweetheart?” Max mumbles against my pussy, each vibration from his rough voice rumbles through my clit. “Want your big brother to use all your holes while you’re sleeping? I’ll fill you up with so much come you’ll be tasting it in your dreams.”

“God, yes,” I moan, my body going limp as I let the need to rest win.

Max isn’t quite ready to lose, though.

I whine out a mix of pain and pleasure as—for what I hope is the final time—he activates the plug.