Page 27 of Hunted by Them (Primal Desires #1)

RYDER

Dash and Jaxon growled along with me as we stared at our woman. Untying the claws, I tossed them to the ground. There was no need to ask if she was wet. I could see her arousal on her thighs, like her pussy was calling my name.

Dash already had his cock out and was stroking himself, ready to complete the ritual. I freed mine to the cool night air and groaned as I settled between her legs. I reached for her throat and let my hand feel her pulse.

“Say it.”

“I choose you,” she said, voice ragged. “I’m never going back.”

A storm crawled over my skin. “Such a good fucking girl, Sweet Daisy.”

Thunder rumbled through the mountains like it was accepting our offering. Fat raindrops hit stone, the curve of her shoulder, and the bone of the mask. It shimmered as lightning rippled across the sky.

Staring into her eyes, I thrust my cock into her in one fluid movement that had her hips lifting to meet mine.

“Ahh,” she cried out to the sky above.

I pulled out and thrust in again, the feral possessiveness taking over and pushing for more.

“You see this,” I asked Connor, as he helplessly watched in his final moments of life.

He made small, guttural noises, his hand reaching for Sweet Daisy. Without me having to say anything, Dash walked over and grabbed Connor’s arm. Using his long blade, he stabbed Conner through the hand, the tip of the sharp blade sticking into the dirt and rocks.

Connor’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. He would’ve screamed if he’d been able.

My hips moved faster. Sweet Daisy moaned and writhed under me. As Connor took his final breath, Sweet Daisy reached out and closed his eyes. Her final choice had been made.

Grabbing her hips, I fucked her hard. There were no kind, sweet gestures or soft fur blankets to curl up on for warmth. This was all natural and wild. We fucked the way that we were born to, out in the open, no judgment, and only the sky watching.

“Fuck…” I groaned, my cock throbbing as it slid in and out of her heat. Her body was primed and needy for our cocks. “Are you ready, Sweet Daisy? Are you ready to be filled with my come?”

“Yes, please, give it to me,” she moaned, her head rocking from side to side.

“Be a good girl and come on my cock,” I ordered, and she did. Her body tightened, and she screamed into the night as she came. Her walls clamped around me, and that was all it took.

I let go and came harder than I ever had before. This wasn’t just sex. This was claiming her forever. Even though I wasn’t done for the night, I pulled out, and droplets of come dripped down onto her pussy.

Standing, I moved for Dash, who I knew would take her second.

“On your knees,” Dash commanded.

She turned and pushed herself up in the blood. It was smeared down her back, marking her as one of us. Dash grabbed her hips, crouched down, and slammed into her. My cock thickened at the sight.

“Oh God…yes,” Sweet Daisy cried out, the only other sound his body slapping against her ass.

Squatting down in front of Sweet Daisy, I thumbed a line of dirt across her jaw, smearing it with a drop of blood that had splashed on her like a sacrament.

“You know what you’re asking for with this claiming?”

I was many things, and one of them was a man who took care of what he claimed. That meant she would be coming home with us. Not just the cave, but the home the three of us lived in was now hers.

There would be no more hunts that ended in us fucking others. Sage was ours to keep, to fuck, and to care for.

“Yes,” she breathed. “I want everything,” she gasped, and glanced at my cock.

It strained to get closer, the tip dripping with the need to claim her again. Her body rocked faster, breasts swinging as Dash grunted. I palmed one of her soft tits and teased her nipple.

“Fuck me…yes…I’m coming…” Sweet Daisy wailed, and Dash grunted. He thrust once more, and his head fell back, staring up to the sky as he came. I couldn’t deny that it was hot as fuck watching my friend take her.

I grabbed my cock and rubbed it on her lips. She opened her mouth, but I didn’t give her what she wanted. I just wiped the droplets of precum on her instead. She licked her lips, and I chuckled as I stood.

Dash slowly pulled out and staggered back. “Fuck, she feels incredible.” Like me, he was far from done, but he was satisfied for now.

Jaxon walked forward, the most restrained of the three of us, and held out his hand to Sweet Daisy. He helped her to her feet and walked her the short distance to one of the boulders.

“Put your foot up.”

She complied, spreading herself wide. The sky chose then to open. Cold and relentless, it beat down and turned the clearing into a slick altar. She tipped her head back and laughed…it was the sound of feral joy. I smiled and grabbed my cock to stroke while I watched the show.

“Hands,” Jaxon said, and she put her hands behind her back. Using her arms as leverage, he teased in and out of her, and turned Sweet Daisy into a whimpering mess before he plunged in deep.

She arched and moaned like she’d been waiting for exactly that position her whole life. My hand moved faster, as the rain beat down harder. Sweet Daisy shivered as rain soaked her and turned the ground slick. Every inch of her shone. Every inch of me ached to be back inside of her.

“Oh…yes…more,” she whispered.

Jaxon gripped her arms tight as he picked up pace and fucked her without holding back any longer.

“Please…will you keep me here?” Her voice didn’t wobble. “In the dark. In the storm. With all of you.”

“As long as you keep saying yes,” I answered.

“Yes,” she said immediately, greedy for it. “Yes.”

Dash laughed. “Look at you, you needy slut,” he crooned. “Not even the rain can cool the heat in your pussy.” He was now stroking himself beside me.

“Yes, but I’m your slut.”

Dash growled. I smirked. Part of me, the possessive, selfish part, wanted to keep Sweet Daisy all to myself. But it would feel wrong not to have Dash and Jaxon in our lives. Not being able to watch her get fucked and filled as many times as she could take.

“Oh yeah, right there. Fuck, I’m going to come again,” Sweet Daisy yelled as Jaxon pistoned in and out. “Yes…yes…I’m coming.”

Her legs shook as the orgasm gripped her, and I had never seen a more beautiful sight.

“Ahh,” Jaxon groaned, his body flexing as he unloaded. When he pulled out, come ran down the inside of her thighs, and I licked my lips at the sight.

Before she could catch her breath, I stepped forward and wrapped my hand around the back of her neck. I dragged the edge of my mask down the side of her throat. She tilted her head to give me better access, like an offering.

Turning her around, I pushed her up against the cool stone and trapped her.

Her back pressed into my chest, and I pinned her with my weight.

She wiggled against me and rubbed her ass against my cock.

There was nothing shy or coy about the invitation, and a dark growl rumbled in my throat.

Angling myself just right, I found her hot core and shoved into her once more. She felt perfect, she felt like home.

I rocked against her slowly, letting the rhythm brand itself into both of us without needing to describe the way we fit. The forest understood, she understood, and everything else was just background noise.

“Tell me,” I rasped in her ear. “What are you?”

“Yours,” she gasped, turning her head enough that I could see her eye. “Yours,” she repeated.

“Say that you belong to all of us,” Jaxon ordered as he stood beside us with his arms crossed.

“Yes…all of you. I’m all of yours,” she groaned, shuddering.

I pulled out, leaving her wanting. The thunder boomed overhead as if it too was disappointed that I hadn’t finished.

“Get on your knees and face us,” I directed.

Jaxon had a point. If I really did want her to be all of ours, then we needed to claim her at the same time. Dash walked over, and the three of us stood looking down at her, like we were protecting her from the raging storm.

“Suck our cocks,” Dash growled, and Sweet Daisy didn’t argue.

She slipped the mask off her face and laid it down gently on the ground. Wrapping her hands around Jaxon and me, she opened her mouth for Dash.

He grabbed her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth until the entire thing disappeared. “Yes, that’s a good, slut. Fucking take it.”

She gagged but didn’t back off as he pummeled her mouth over and over. Sweet Daisy’s hands stroked me and Jaxon, and then pulled off of Dash, much to his grumbling, and sucked me into her mouth as she stroked him.

“Good girl,” I snarled. “Open. Take it. All of it.”

She did. And when the rain hammered harder, she took more until my cock was down her throat. I had to beat back the urge to come with the feel of her hot mouth, talented tongue, and watching her lips on my cock.

Rain splattered her face, and wet strands of hair stuck to her cheeks as they hollowed out. Her hands moved faster, and as if she knew that I was close, she broke away and replaced me with Jaxon.

She did the same order two more times, and I was barely holding it together. The tip of my cock ached, and my balls were pulled up tight as I held off the release.

“Look at me,” I ordered, and she did, eyes locked, rain streaking her lashes, mud on her face, but a dark lust burned in her eyes. “Rub your pussy, I want you to come with us.”

Jaxon took the cue and pulled out of her mouth. We took over our own cocks. Hands stroking fast, we grunted and groaned.

“I’m going to come,” Sweet Daisy panted, and then closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

Like she had just given us all an order, we roared as we came. The white jets of come flew from the tips of our cocks and landed on her face and tits. It slid down her body in white streams, and it felt complete, like we were four becoming one.

Daisy sagged into the mud and stared up at us with a smile on her face.

We were wrecked, happy, and a whole lot unhinged.

I tore the leather strap from my wrist, where it had been wrapped multiple times.

It was a piece I’d braided seasons ago without knowing why.

I tied it around her throat. A simple thing.

A mark the city would mistake for jewelry.

“Mine,” I said.

“No,” she corrected, voice raw as she looked up at us. “I’m all of yours.”

I smirked at her sass, loving the way she took control and claimed us.

I brushed my thumb over her mouth. “Say it again.”

“You’re all mine,” she repeated, softer, like a secret.

“We need to finish cleaning up and get her to the cabin,” Jaxon interrupted, as he stuffed himself back into his jeans.

I nodded. “Are you two good taking care of him?”

I stood, hauling Sweet Daisy up with me, my palm at her nape, the new strap warm against my fingers.

“With pleasure,” Dash said.

“I’ll get her to the cabin and get her warmed up and rested. Then she’ll eat. After, she’ll be ready for when you two return.”

“And tomorrow,” Dash asked.

“Tomorrow, we teach her the rest of the forest.”

Our Sweet Daisy leaned in, lips at my ear, voice soft but steady. “Teach me everything.”

I turned my head and let the skull graze her lower lip, just enough to make her breath catch. “I intend to.”

She was sound asleep by the time I reached our cabin on the outskirts of the park. It was simple, but it had all the amenities we needed.

“Welcome home.”

I nudged her awake as we crossed the threshold.

She smiled, slow and dangerous.

“That felt like a blink.”

I placed her on her feet and laughed. “More like a few hours, but I would carry you around the world and back so you never had to touch the ground if you wanted.”

A deep blush spread across her cheeks as she reached up, slowly undoing my mask and slipping the bones off my head. Her hand ran over the skull, caressing it as if it were sacred to her.

“This is where we live,” I said as she looked around.

“It’s perfect.” She smiled, setting the mask down on the table. “Oh no, I forgot mine.”

I smirked. “The guys have it, and they have your pack and will move your car around to the cabin. Don’t worry about the cops, we’ll make sure that they never suspect foul play, or you, in any of this.

” I pulled her into my arms, loving that she didn’t care she was still as naked as the day she was born. “I promise.”

Cupping her ass, I groaned as she rose on her toes and kissed my lips. The kiss was soft, but there was something powerful in her touch.

Picking her up, I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. It wasn’t as rustic or romantic as the cave, but I planned on worshiping her body, cleaning every square inch of her, and then claiming her until the sun rose the next day.