Page 14

thirteen

The Bloody River

Saint

I have to adjust my cock a few times as I watch Scarlett come out of the water, and I catch a glimpse of the boys doing the same thing, including River for fucksake. He had her, but he lost her; it's too late for him. I mutter an angry snarl.

She and Melanie are walking up the grass with their bodies dripping wet and glistening in the moonlight, and she keeps her eyes fixed on Blade and me the entire time. Birds scatter across the midnight sky, their wings spread wide, some blocking the light, creating an eerie atmosphere.

"Cooled off now?" Nixon asks, one corner of his mouth pulling up to meet his eye—his trademark devilish smirk.

"Oh, yeah. I feel so much better." As she picks up a beer bottle that has been spiked, Scarlett speaks, taking a sizable gulp that drips from her bottom lip and runs down her chin.

"Good, are you ready to play?" I ask, rubbing my hands collectively, eager to get things going.

"Yes!!" They all shout, their enthusiasm surging as the drugs amp them up even more.

"All right, let me go over the rules again. Blade and I will be the hunters, with the five of you as our prey..." We grin, watching their expressions as they listen intently to the rules.

"You'll hide, and we'll search for you. As we find you, you'll have to do something that we want, and then you'll join us in finding the others. The last person to be found is the winner. Got it?" I nod subtly and smile at Riley and Nixon, knowing the result of the game, before turning to the group.

"This sounds so fun!" Melanie squeals again, still sounding like a pig.

"Get fucking going, y'all. You don't want us to find you... Trust me." I make a joke, but only the boys know I’m not.

Blade and I take our time moving through the complete darkness while pulling our knives out of our bags and stowing them in their sheaths that are tucked in our wristbands after letting them disperse into the woods. I sling my backpack over my shoulders and walk towards Scarlett, eager to feel her mouth on me more than anything else.

"So, how do you think this shit is gonna go?" Blade asks, keeping his voice low so we can hear where they're going.

"Nix and Ri are keeping eyes on River and Mel, so we'll have time with trouble. It'll go fucking smooth."

"I can't fucking believe they fell for this shit so easily," he laughs, lighting an unlaced blunt.

"I can. Drugs make people do crazy shit." With my forearm, I stop him and gesture toward where they’re running in front of us. "Case in point."

Nixon and Riley shoot off their guns to make noise to frighten them, and we laugh as we watch them run with fear in their eyes as they frantically search the woods for a place to hide.

"Oh, this is gonna be fucking good." Blade and I pull our masks from our bags and put them on, finally feeling whole in the dark, desolate woods.

As we slash through the leaves with our blades in search of the troubled young girl we’re about to fucking ravage, we embrace the darkness, the fear, and the terror. As we approach a clearing, cutting branches out of the way and stepping on twigs, I hear heavy panting coming from behind a bush. I put my finger to my lips as Blade approaches from the other side, both of us remaining silent.

Looking down, I see the sole of her white sneaker and nod, letting him know I’ve already found her. She wasn't that hard to find. I try to frighten her and it works as I lower my blade to the bush, making sure she notices it. As I drag it around, it scrapes against a rock and makes an eerie, unsettling sound akin to nails on a chalkboard. She leaps up and unknowingly cuts her arm on the blade as she jumps into my arms.

" Found ya."

"Ahhhhh!"

I lift my mask and smile, causing her scream to stop. A confused expression crosses her face, but it quickly fades, and a shy smile appears on her quivering lips. Nothing is said about the mask, which is likely due to her mental state. I slam her against the thick tree trunk behind us, kissing her for the first time.

As Blade approaches from behind, I force my tongue down her throat, denying her the chance to breathe as I sweep it around, trying to explore every inch that I can. I lose myself in the kiss and reach under her to begin rubbing her already wet pussy in an effort to make her even wetter because I know she needs to be saturated for what I’m about to do. Panting, we break the kiss, and I place her next to Blade.

"How did you find me so easily?" she asks shyly, oblivious to the masks on the tops of our heads.

"You didn't really hide that well; besides, we know these woods like the back of our hands."

"Not fair," she giggles while biting her lower lip. I take her shirt by the collar and slide my knife under it to sever it with a few swift strokes. "Hey!"

"Rules are fucking rules, Scarlett. "

My blood starts to boil as soon as I notice Riley's hideous marks all over her beautiful body. I ignore them and grab the band of her shorts and yank them down, exposing her shaved pussy and plump, bare ass .

"You do anything we fucking want. Remember? "

"What do you want?" I hold my blood-stained knife up in the light as she asks, her eyes huge and black, looking completely gone as she stares blankly at us in anticipation of her punishment.

"Have you ever had a knife in your pussy?"

Scarlett

When Saint shows off his knife and asks if anyone has ever used one on me, my body shakes like I’m having a seizure. I’m unable to speak as I stand here, frozen. He takes a step closer, Blade close behind, both of them treating my body as if it belongs to them.

"I already know the answer, trouble," he says, Deja vu is hitting me hard. But I have no memories of anything.

As Blade sits down and pulls me onto his lap, his hard cock prods at my exposed ass, paralyzing me with fear. He roughly spreads my legs open wide, while Saint remains in between them, like a doctor delivering a baby. Although he’s not—he’s a deranged man holding a fucking knife that he’s about to slide into my pussy, hopefully handle first.

As Saint moves the long, sharp blade toward the ache between my thighs, Blade wraps his hand around my throat, sinking his teeth into the side of my neck, undoubtedly leaving marks from his teeth behind. I writhe in agony on his lap but stop the instant the coldness of the knife handle presses into my pussy. Saint looks at me with a devilish grin as he presses it deeper into me until only the blade is visible. I groan under the strain as it stretches me out and forces me to dig my nails into Blade's thighs. In fear, I keep my mouth shut and my gaze fixed on the fluffy trees above me as Saint fucks my pussy with the handle of his knife.

"That's right, keep still so I don't accidentally cut you. We wouldn't want that now, would we?" he chuckles, and the evil in his tone causes goosebumps to painfully prick my skin.

Blade inserts his free hand between my legs and mercilessly twists my clit, causing me to jerk my body in response to the pain. A sharp stinging sensation occurs in my pussy, and warm liquid begins to flow down my leg.

Saint smirks as he dips his head between them, licking his lips. "I told you not to move or you'd get cut. Now look, I have to clean you up." He flattens his tongue and begins lapping up the blood leaking from the cut on my pussy lip, while Blade grips me tightly and prevents me from moving.

I lean against him, trembling in terror, as another wave of euphoria sweeps me away to a faraway place, distracting me from what’s taking place right now. The next thing I know, I’m lying on a patch of grass, not on Blade's lap anymore, staring up at a black mask and a silver mask, trying to reach up and touch them with a smile on my face. In no way phasing me this time, both men lean in and drag their knives' points over my breasts.

Blade's fingers slide into my pussy, thrusting hard as he curls them against the spot that causes my legs to tremble. Saint's fingers suddenly start to painfully slide into my ass, thrusting ferociously to keep up with his brother's rhythm and attempting to push me over the edge. They’re out just as quickly as he pushed them into me, providing some relief from the burning, stretching pain. I breathe once when I’m empty, but it doesn’t last. With Blade's fingers still in my pussy, he inserts more until his entire hand is inside of me, forming a fist that he viciously pounds in and out, making god awful slurping and suction noises that echo in my ears in the dead of night.

Saint puts his fingers back in my ass, this time adding more than two like he did before. They both brutally abuse my body however they fucking want, making a mess of me in the process. As soon as I open my mouth to scream, one of them shoves Saint's knife handle into it and forces my lips shut tightly around it; however, I’m unable to see which one is doing it.

I close my eyes and let my climax rip through me as I lay here being finger fucked, fisted, and made to lick the handle of the blade clean, silently praying for this nightmare to end, even though the pleasure coursing through my body as my belly contracts feels so fucking good.

Blade

After giving Scarlett a fresh shirt to wear and doing our best to clean up her bloody, battered body, we stowed our masks back in our packs and retreated into the woods, this time looking for Melanie. I cast a quick glance at her to see if she even understands what happened back there, but based on the wild expression in her eyes, I don’t think there’s any chance of that happening given how far she’s already gone.

"Where are we going?" she asks, my gaze fixed on the vivid bite marks and dried blood smeared all over her neck from where I choked and bit her.

"We're trying to find Melanie next. I wanna see what you two can do together," I confess to her as the idea makes my cock throb.

Saint smirks, holding her elbow tightly in his grip as he guides her through the dark woods. Knowing she’s with Riley and knowing exactly where they are, I lead the way in their direction, pretending to find them by chance. I smirk as I notice the limp in sinner's walk, a chuckle slipping from my throat as I recall how we annihilated her back there, fisting her pussy before our cocks were even inside of her. We're trying to get her ready for when we're both inside her.

"Are you okay, Scarlett?" I ask, grabbing the back of her neck.

"Yeah, great." As she speaks, she fixes her gaze on the horizon.

I come to a halt when I notice the gleam of Riley's blade and place a finger to my lips as I pull sinner against my chest. " Shh, look over there... There are two of them." I raise my knife and aim it at Riley and Melanie.

" What do we do now that we've found them?" s he asks with interest as her lips swell into a devilishly seductive grin.

"Take this and draw them out." As I give her my knife, I nod my head in their direction in anticipation of her response.

She takes it, shuffles over to them, and with a trembling hand, points the knife at her friend. Saint and I chuckle as we watch her approach the tree and actually insert the point into Melanie's arm, drawing blood immediately.

"Oww!" Melanie yells and leaps to her feet, clutching her arm, blood dripping through her fingers from a small but noticeable cut. "You cut me!"

"Yeah, but I found you!" Scarlett yells, laughing with abandon as she swings the knife around. Riley jumps out too, pretending to surrender.

"Alright, time to accept your punishment, Melanie." Saint smirks at her as he pulls Scarlett back against his chest.

"What did you have to do, Scar?" Her gaze wanders over Scarlett's body, widening in surprise at the outfit change and noticing the dried blood on her arms and legs.

"They f-"

"That 's for her to know, Melanie. Everyone's is different. Don't worry about it."

"Give your friend a kiss for us." Riley orders her, sliding the point of his knife under her chin to lift her head. Her eyes widened in surprise.

"What?"

"You fucking heard me. Kiss Scarlett, now." Saint rams Scarlett into Melanie, and as the three of us watch with frenzied hunger, she slowly moves her mouth to kiss Scarlett's soft lips.

"Grab her pussy, Scarlett," Riley yells as he starts stroking his cock while watching the two girls make out.

He moves his knife away from Melanie and puts it on Scarlett, as if she hasn't had enough knife play tonight. He grins, dragging it along her spine and making her shiver as she starts rubbing Melanie's pussy.

"Blade, kiss your brother for me," he orders me, a grin on his face as he jerks himself.

Knowing we are not real brothers, I move in on Saint and seize his lips, shoving my tongue down his throat for a quick taste of him. It’s not like we’ve never kissed or fucked before.

But I pull back and smack Riley across the side of his head, glaring at him as I wipe Saint's spit from my lips. "You don't order me around, mother fucker. If I want to kiss Saint, I will. If I want to fuck Saint, I will. You order your bitch around, not me. Got it?"

"Yeah, Jesus. It's just a fucking game."

As much as I would like to sit here and watch this, I’m more interested in Scarlett than Melanie. And, knowing there’s one more participant out there who needs to be dealt with, I signal Saint to grab sinner so we can go deal with him. After all, I want her involved in his punishment. It's only fitting.

Scarlet t

I don’t recall ever seeing River or coming to this part of the woods. Saint and Blade are on either side of me as I stand here, but River and Nixon are in front of us, and River appears to be covered in red paint. Either that, or I must be having another hallucination.

I keep seeing someone holding a knife and repeatedly stabbing it into someone. There are screams and even chanting and cheering, and the person stabbing continues, becoming soaked in blood as it sprays from every gash in the body on the grass. What is happening? A ringing pierces my ears, and I go to cover them, only to realize I’m holding a knife. I drop it and back up, colliding with Blade, who shoves me into River.

"Scar, help." h e begs in hushed tones, but confusion sets in, and I’m not sure what he’s talking about.

As I spin in circles and look around, I see that everyone is laughing and enjoying themselves. Riley and Melanie have joined us in the circle and are also jumping around. Saint gives me a wink as I turn to face him, licking his lips like he’s hungry—for me.

"What's the matter, trouble?" Deja vu strikes once more, but this time, my mind is completely clouded, and I’m unable to piece together the facts in a way that makes sense. So I just stop trying.

"I'm confused. What's happening?"

"What's happening? You stabbed River," he laughs, but I swear I heard him wrong.

I stumble over to Blade, collapsing in his outstretched arms for comfort as the trip threatens to turn bad .

"Aww, my little sinner, what's wrong?" He brushes my blood-stained hair back while running his bloody thumb along my lip and looking intently into my eyes.

"I don't know what's happening. What's going on with River?"

He shakes his head and grins as he kisses the tip of my nose. "He's just going for a little swim to clean off. He's a little dirty. "

Through hazy, blurry vision, I see River, Riley, and Nixon walk down to the lake and jump back in, my mind finally at ease knowing I didn’t stab him to death as Saint claimed. I peer over Blade's shoulder, noticing Melanie now lying on the ground, gazing at the sky as if she’s resting, and everyone else is unwinding for the night.

As the night comes to a close, I find myself getting comfortable in Blade's embrace, unknowingly covered in my ex's blood, letting the drugs take me away to the depths of my mind where I am safe and everything will be fine.