Page 188 of Wanna Play A Game?

I struggle to kick my legs, but my pussy is hot and pulsing. I can’t get over how much their nearness affects me. Sawyer laughs at my pathetic attempts.

Ryder growls over me, “You want to get away so bad?” He gets up, and suddenly, the huge weight over me is gone. “Go. Run.”

I scramble up. They surround me with predatory smiles.

Sawyer growls, “Run, Cali.”

I do. I take off again towards the water. The fear runs through my blood, and I break the tree line before I’m snatched up again and hauled back against a chest. “What an obedient little pet. You ready to cry for me?”

Ryder throws me to the ground, and I catch myself in the sand, turning to face him. He stands over me, slowly unbuttoning his pants. The other two circle around me, so my avenues of escape are cut off. Not that I’d actually run again. My mouth waters, and I say weakly, “Stop.”

Miles chuckles. “At least pretend like you mean it, Cali.”

Ryder gets to his knees and flips me on my stomach. He immediately pins me down with a heavy hand on my lower back.

Ryder leans over me, “Sawyer has his mark on you. I’m going to add mine.”

What? I start struggling for real this time, but I’m only sinking deeper into the cold sand.

“Cry for me, and I’ll make it feel good.”

Real fear runs through me, but it’s met with a flood of wetness in my pussy.

I go to look behind me again, and Miles grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I’ll be your eyes.”

I feel Ryder snap my panties off. “I’m gonna fuck you while I put my name on you, Cali.”

Miles says, “He’s gonna push into that hot pussy from behind now, Cali.”

I feel Ryder’s dick press against my pussy. I struggle to get away, feeling the grains of sand against us. I gasp, “The sand.”

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” Ryder pushes into me with a single stroke, and I cry out, the stretch of his dick and the sand cutting into me.

“Good girl. Such a fucking good girl.” Miles strokes the side of my face. I clench around Ryder, who groans. He waits a minuteas I stretch, then pulls out and slams into me again. Pain mixes with pleasure and fear, and I moan, trying to look back.

“Eyes, Cali,” Miles demands. I look at him. The mist has beaded up on his eyelashes. “That’s a good girl. You’re safe. We’ll keep you safe.”

Ryder ruts into me, spiking my pain and pleasure. Sawyer stands over us, stroking his dick.

“Cali,” Miles says. “Do you trust us?”

I look between him and Sawyer. My first reaction is fear but after our talk in the house, I look both of them in the eyes and nod.

Miles smiles softly, then nods back to Ryder.

Biting pain bites into my right asscheek. I yelp, jumping.

“Atta girl, let me hear you,” Ryder moans.

The pain comes again, blinding. I feel my flesh ripping apart. I hold my breath for as long as I can, then let out a high moan.

“Fuck.” Ryder pumps into me.

“You’re doing so good, Cali. He’s almost done.” Miles still grips my chin, stroking my cheek with his thumb.

I cry out as the pain rips through me again.

“You’re done. All done.”