As long as we stay out of sight and on pack lands, we’re allowed to spend time together. Typically, it’s afterdark and out in the woods, far away from the Wolves. That’s what we were doing tonight. Staying out of the way and having some fun.
Genny’s mother is a healer, but she also makes alcohol for the Humans to consume. I was feeling reckless tonight, so I threw back a few shots. I’d never personally tried it before, but I wanted to let loose and actually enjoy my birthday for once.
I had wandered away from the group since a few of the couples were kissing, and I felt like a creeper. I was walking through the trees, sipping the questionable drink, when Max approached me. I was so tipsy, that I hadn’t even noticed he’d been following me.
I stupidly threw all caution to the wind and stepped into his body. I just wanted to know what it would feel like to be kissed. To be desired. But as if they had some kind of sixth sense that tuned in when I enjoyed myself too much, Quil and Coal appeared from between the trees. I shoved Max away from me like he was on fire and took off into the forest faster than I could blink, abandoning my drink on the way. Unfortunately for my inebriated brain, I forgot that running triggers a Wolf’s natural instinct to chase. It’s how they claim their mates. A chase through the forest… I never stood a chance.
They fucking loved that I ran. They loved the chase. My heart raced, and excitement tickled my spine, as I felt them advancing on me. The wet forest floor made each step a little more dangerous as I followed the sound of rushing water.
I hadn’t even gotten to kiss anyone, and I already know I’ll be in deep shit for even trying. The buzz in my mind makes me enjoy the feeling of being chased way more than I should. I want them to catch me. Wait, no! No, I do not want to be caught. That can’t end well for me…
“Got you, little Human. Did you think you had a real chance of escape?” Quil taunts, as he wraps his iron grip around my waist and stops me mid-sprint. I yelp as he holds me tight against his body and drags me toward Coal. “Very naughty, Delilah.” He nips my neck in a way that feels more like a promise than a threat.
“We weren't doing anything…” I say frantically, when Quil pushes me against a tree, snatching my wrists and pinning them above my head. The cool night air makes goosebumps rise on my skin. Or maybe that is just the anger in Quil’s hazel eyes. I suck in a sharp breath, his masculine scent of sandalwood washing over me. Why does he smell so good? I snap my head back against the rough bark when I realize I was leaning into him.
“Fuck, what was in that drink,” I mumble, and Quil narrows his eyes. “Poison juice.” I decide. Quil is breathing hard, and I watch as his chest heaves, glistening with sweat. Where are their shirts? I bite my lip, confused by my body's response to the sight of them half naked. Have they always been this attractive?
Quil smirks, watching me as I ogle his body like a creep. His hips have a sharp v line that disappears below the waistband of his jeans. The patch of black hair that also leads down should not be turning me on… My head snaps to Coal as he steps up beside Quil, looking at my short dress.
“Bend her over your knee, Quil. Show her who she belongs to.” My eyes go wide, trying to escape Quil’s grip. But he’s too strong, and I’m too tipsy. I’d worn a dress my mother owned for a long time tonight. I wanted to look pretty, but right now I’m really regretting that decision. As soon as I’m bent, they’ll have quite the view.
Sitting down on a tree stump, Quil overpowers my attempts to struggle and gets me bent over his knee rathereasily. I’m fighting to break free from his strong grip, as he uses one hand to hold both of my wrists tightly behind my back.
Coal kneels on my other side, and I hiss as he lifts my dress, exposing my ass to the cool night air. Both men suck in a sharp breath. I instantly stop struggling. Instead, I turn and press my face against Quil’s body, hiding. I ignore his strong sandalwood scent and his warmth. I’m just hiding my face.
“Fuck, Delilah. Why aren’t you wearing anything under this dress? Did you let that Human touch this perfect round ass?” Coal asks in a voice that isn’t angry at all. It’s husky and filled with lust. Two hands are on my ass in a second, caressing a place I’ve never been touched before.
Quil grips me tightly, and I yelp as I feel his hardness growing under my belly. I peek up at him, and his eyes are fixed on my ass. On, his and Coal’s hands on me.
“I won’t do it again,” I vow, knowing damn well that's a lie. I’ll do whatever the fuck I want; I’ll just make sure I don’t get caught.
“I think you’re lying to me, flower. Fuck, your honeysuckle scent is so sweet,” Coal groans. His palm comes down on my ass with a light smack. I arch, surprised by the sensation. Even more surprised when he soothes the sting. He’s never called me flower before…
Quil spanks me this time. Hard. Then again. With every hit, my body gets hotter, and a feeling I’m not used to courses through me.
“She’s wet,” Quil whispered, as the scent of my desire gave away my body's betrayal. “She likes this.” They’d never punished me like this before. Hell, they almost never touch me at all anymore!
“Stop…” I beg, but not for the right reasons. Not because this should be humiliating, or because my naked ass and bare pussy are on display. No, it’s because Quil is right. I am turned on by this. The way they touch me, the way they soothe me after every hard smack. The dirty words they whisper. It’s too much.
I’m breathing heavily, wiggling under their hands, and when Coal’s rough hand parts my thighs, as he moves between my feet, still on his knees, I freeze. I don’t tell him to stop again. It’s not what I want. Maybe I’ll regret this, but right now, I just want him to touch me…
“Fuck, Delilah. Do you know how easy it would be for us to fuck this tight pussy right now?” Coal groans, and I gasp at his dirty words.
“Touch her,” Quil demands, as he grips my thigh in his strong hand and holds my legs apart for Coal.
“Please be gentle; I don’t want my first time to be painful…” I whisper. Not denying I want this, but not asking for it. Just asking them to go easy on my body. Even knowing that's not really their thing.
Both men growl, the sound sending shivers through my body, making my wetness drip down my thighs. Jesus, what was that? Why did my pussy clench from that sound?
“Fuck!” Quil grunts, releasing my hands. I don’t try to get up, and instead, steady myself against his thighs.
I yelp when Quil stands abruptly, dropping me to the forest floor. I land on my side, pulling my dress down, as Coal stands quickly.
“Shit, Coal,” Quil grunts, looking over to see the bulge in Coal’s jeans. “Fuck,” he says again and takes off into the forest.
Coal didn’t even look at me as he took off after his friend.
“Great.” I’m covered in mud and confused. At least I’m good at getting mud stains out of my clothes. I sit on the stump for a while, before finally getting up andheading home. I’ll tell Genny why I bailed on her with no warning, tomorrow. It’s been enough time, the two jerks should be long gone by now.
