We chose not to share the news until after Holden and Angelina's wedding, not wanting to overshadow their day with our celebration. Though, I'm ready for every motherfucker to know that Britt is mine. Always only mine.
Britt is standing in the center of the open living room and kitchen area of the log cabin, her bridesmaid dress clinging to every curve. Her hairis falling loose from whatever style she'd pinned it into hours ago, but I like it better when her auburn waves are free and wild anyway.
“That was beautiful,” she says, pulling out the remaining pins from her hair. “When Holden started crying…”
I stalk toward her, the sentence trailing off when her eyes lock on mine. The flush in her cheeks deepens as she reads the expression on my face, the desire I feel for her. I watch the way her pupils dilate, and I hear the way her breath catches. She knows what I want from her.
“Kai,” she whispers my name on an exhale.
I don't say anything in return. Instead, I move to the bag I left in the living room before the ceremony and slowly unzip it. I canfeel her eyes on me, and I love the way she can't look away until she knows what I have planned for her.
When I pull out a mask, the sharp intake of her breath fills the otherwise silent room.
This is the same mask from our first night together, the Jason Voorhees style hockey mask. The only difference is that mine is black and untarnished.
I’ve worn this mask as I stalked her through the expanse of trees around our house more times than I can count, but tonight is different. Tonight, she can't scream unless she wants our friends to see me fuck her in the dirt, like the filthy girl she is with me. Tonight, she's in an unfamiliar forest, and she won't have her normal hiding spots to protect her from me.
“We're going to play a game, little one,” I say, turning the mask over in my hands. “Like we always do.”
Britt's back is against the wall now, even though I haven't moved toward her. Her chest is rising and falling faster and faster. “Kai, we're in the middle of nowhere. I don't know these woods like the ones back home.”
“I know.” I face her again, allowing her to see the hunger and excitement on my face. “That's the point.”
She swallows hard. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips. “The point?”
“You don't know where to hide out there. You don't know which way to run. You don't know if that sound behind you is just the wind…” I take a step toward her. “Or me.”
“Fuck,” she breathes.
I close the distance between us in three strides, caging her against the wall with my body. I don't touch her yet. Instead, I just let her feel the heat of me, the size of me, the promise of what's coming.
“Here's how this works,” I say, my voice dropping lower. “I'm going to give you a head start. You have sixty seconds. You'regoing to run into those woods, and you're going to try very, very hard not to get caught.”
Her breathing is ragged now. “And if you catch me?”
“WhenI catch you,” I correct, because there's no ifs about this, “I'm going to fuck you wherever we are. Against a tree. On the ground. I don't care. You'll take it however I give it to you. Won’t you, little one?”
A small sound escapes her throat, but I’m not sure if it was a whimper or a moan. Either way, it was fucking adorable.
I lean in closer, my lips brushing her ear. “And you're going to love every second of it. Aren't you, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
My hand finally makes contact as it slides up her thigh, bunching the fabric of her dress. Her skin is hot, and when my fingers brush the edge of her panties, I find them already soaked.
“Already wet for me,” I murmur appreciatively. “You've been thinking about this all night, haven't you? Sitting through that whole reception, watching Holden and Angelina, and hoping I had something planned for you.”
“Kai, please…”
I slip one finger beneath the lace, just barely grazing her pussy. She jerks against me, her hands flying up to grip my shoulders.
“Please what?” I tease, pulling back to look at her face. Her eyes are glassy, and her lips are parted. “Please chase you through the forest? Please catch you? Please fuck you like the desperate little prey you are?”
“All of it,” she gasps. “Fuck, I want all of it.”
I slide my finger through her wetness, circling her clit twice. It’s just enough to make her legs shake. Then I withdraw completely, bringing my finger to my mouth and sucking it clean.
Her taste explodes on my tongue. So sweet and musky and mine.
