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CHAPTER 33

DREW

S he’s not running as fast now. Her leggings are ripped, and she’s limping slightly, which tells me she was already taken by someone. I know it had to be Adam. If it was Caine, he would’ve kidnapped her and left us here to figure out that they’re long gone.

Adam set his prey loose for us to continue to play with, but he left his mark. He wanted whoever found her next to know that he was there first. And that only makes me more excited.

I rev my bike, and she looks back. The headlight shines on the terrified look on her face, and she picks up her speed a little bit more. But it’s not enough. I hop off the bike with ease, catching up to her without even running.

My arms wrap around her frame, I pick her up, tossing her over my shoulder, and exposing her bare ass. I can’t help but grab it. Squeezing it, letting my fingers graze her seam while she squirms and demands to be put down. I feel the wetness there, and I push my hand further in, knowing exactly what it is that’s dripping out of her. It’s not just her arousal. Pulling my hand back from between her legs, I taste my fingers and make a low sound in the back of my throat as I find exactly what I thought I would.

It's Max—sweet and musky—mixed with the salty taste of cum. And I know exactly whose it is. I hadn’t thought my erection could get any harder after seeing her, her clothes ripped and body used, but it has.

I don’t say anything as I bring her back to my bike and start prepping her for what I’m about to do. I didn’t plan this, but seeing her looking so wild makes me want to tame her. At least for now, because I like her wild, too.

Her protests continue as I sit her on the seat of my bike with her back to the handlebars. She doesn't make it easy for me. I use some bungee cords that I've got and anchor her wrists to the handlebars. It keeps her arms spread and most of all, secure.

I straddle the seat in front of her, and don’t waste any time ripping her shirt open. She gasps in yet another protest I don’t listen to. Her pink nipples are puckered and begging for my mouth that’s watering at the sight. Her soaking pussy, still dripping with another man’s cum is tempting beyond belief. And even though she’s not supposed to know who’s who, I don’t give a fuck.

Ripping off the helmet, I toss it onto the ground a moment before my mouth latches onto one of her tight nipples, sucking it hard into my mouth.

“ Drew,” she gasps, her body tensing while she pulls at the wrist restraints. The stretchy cord allows her some movement, but not enough to free her.

I lap at her nipple, licking around the peak before sucking it into my mouth roughly, then moving onto the next one. When she lets out a low “fuck” I sink my teeth into her flesh, and she screams for me. I pull back, smirking at her.

“Why the fuck are you guys doing this?” She pants.

“We’re proving to you that you want us. Or at least one of us,” I tell her, while I work off the remainder of her torn leggings.

“Why can’t you all just leave me alone?” She complains and I’m staring at the most beautiful sight, so I can barely hear her.

“You expect me to leave you alone when your pussy looks like this? Wet and dripping with Adam’s cum?”

I lift her hips, throwing her legs over my shoulders so she’s forced to arch her back and then, I’m face to face with my next meal.

“Ah, fuck Drew, I can’t!” she screams, trying to squirm away, but she’s unable to do much in the position I have her in.

“You can, and you’re going to.”

I run my tongue along her entire slit, collecting every drop that has seeped out of her. The taste explodes on my tongue. The mixture is the perfect blend of Max and Adam, and I groan. Spreading her open with my thumb I take in her and used cunt that’s just begging for more.

Begging for me.

My thumb grazes her clit as I hold her open for my mouth and she bucks up against me, making a sound that sounds both pleasured and tortured. My tongue licks her core, tasting everything and it’s driving me insane. I moan, letting her feel the vibration from my mouth as I devour her. Licking and sucking the cum from her has me needing to use my free hand to undo my own pants and fist my cock.

I groan the second my fist squeezes around my dick and when I feel the drip of precum, I take it and shove the coated finger into her tight entrance, mixing the three of us together. My eyes look up, spotting a lone figure in the distance, standing there watching. And I know who it is, so I smirk.

She gasps at the intrusion while I work my finger into her, curling it up to rub her inner walls before replacing it with my mouth on her once again. I need more of this taste on my tongue. I need more of her.

“Drew, oh my God, I can’t. It’s too much. I, please! Ah fuck ,” she cries and begs, and I can’t help but smile against her. I use my finger that’s coated in a mixture of us to press against her back entrance, and she tenses in my hold, her legs squeezing the sides of my neck.

“Yes, you can,” I encourage, pressing the tip of my finger into her ass just barely while I suck her clit, and she comes with a scream. She tries to rub herself against my mouth as she works herself through the orgasm.

I tug on my cock roughly, needing to be inside her as soon as possible. Moaning against her as I make sure her release continues for as long as possible, until she’s squirming in my arms trying to get away.

Sucking at her clit one more time, she cries out again before I finally let go, and I revel at the sight in front of me. Dropping her back down on the seat facing me, I work my pants down a bit more. Once I'm able to completely pull my cock out fully, my hands stroking over the bars on the underside as I look at Max. Her clothes are ripped, her skin flushed, and hints of the bruises and scrape marks mar her perfect body.

I grab her hips, and I lift her up to straddle my lap. Her arms are attached to the handlebars so she can’t touch me. No matter how badly I want to feel the burn of her nails scratching down my chest, or the feel of her mouth enveloping my dick again, I need her pussy. It’s all I’ve been able to think about.

Without hesitation, I pull her down onto my erection, and she cries out as the first bar slips inside.

“Please Drew, it hurts. It’s too much, I’m so sensitive,” she whimpers.

“I know, little one. I’m going to make it all better and you’re going to swallow my dick in that tight little cunt, aren’t you? Going to show me what a good slut you are for us?”

She bites her bottom lip, shaking her head in protest as I pull her down farther and her pussy takes another one of my bars. She can deny it all she wants, but I feel the way her hips are rocking, desperate for more. And I plan to give her exactly what she wants. It’s killing me not to slam her all the way down immediately, but I let her take it inch by inch until she’s fully seated on my lap.

Her body shakes and it may be from the cold, or it may be from being overstimulated, but I don’t stop. And neither does she. Rocking against me, the little sighs and moans coming from her mouth aren’t from pain like she wanted me to think. She wants this.

And I want to tease her.

Pulling back slightly, I scoot back on the seat so only the tip remains notched inside of her. She lets out a little mewl of frustration.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she asks, trying to push down further on me, but I’m too far away.

I'm only giving her shallow thrusts, pushing just a couple inches in, and I never fully retreat. It's just as much torture for me, but I want to hear her beg. I need it. I know that Caine is still watching, and I want him to hear how she begs for me.

Max tries to force herself further onto me again, but it doesn’t work. She whimpers and complains, while I just chuckle.

“Come on, little one, how badly do you want my dick to fill you? Tell me how badly you want it,” I demand with another shallow thrust.

She’s dripping, coating my bike seat with her wetness and I’m half tempted to lick it up once when we’re done.

“Fuck! Please, yes, I want it. Fuck me! I just—please.” She can’t get any purchase from the way she’s strapped down and I smile at her begging.

Grabbing her waist, I move forward the same time I’m slamming her down onto my cock, filling her in one thrust. She cries out a loud and needy, “yes.”

"Yeah, thatta girl," I praise. Her noises don't let up as she squeezes around me. A couple swipes to her clit with the way I'm thrusting up into her with wild abandon has her pussy quivering around me again. Pleasure filled sounds are tearing from her throat.

She’s so loud, I’m sure all the animals have headed in the opposite direction. We’re probably going to be caught by more than just Caine, who’s still focused on us. I expect for him to interrupt us at any time, but he doesn’t. He just watches.

“You can give me one more,” I tell her, rubbing her clit even harder as my thrusts grow stronger, our skin slapping together roughly and she’s coming with another scream. This time I feel the way she coats my skin as she squirts all over my dick and it’s enough to send me over the edge. Pushing up into her, I grab her shoulders and shove her down onto me as I come. Knowing my cum is mixing with Adam’s inside her has a low growl working loose from my throat.

Max slumps as much as she can with her arms still restrained and I reluctantly remove myself from her body, pulling my pants back up.

Before I'm able to release her, Caine is standing in front of my bike. The look in his eyes is murderous, but he just removes the restraints from Max's wrists, and she lets him without protest.

"My turn," he says darkly, and I'm not about to stop him. As bad as I want Max to myself, I think I may want to share her even more.