Page 22 of Hunted By Them

Two cocks destroyed me, their masculine groaning loud in my ears as their hands roamed all over my body. Every touch and bite of teeth fueled my desire.

I clung blindly to Caribou as my fourth climax hit so hard and fast it felt violent.

“That’s it…come for us.”

Elk bit my ear as he pounded my ass. He dropped his hand, and I screamed as they both thrust in at the same time. I felt their release spill into me as they grunted, lost in their own pleasure.

Everything was heightened. I jerked and shivered uncontrollably from the hypersensitivity as they pulled out. Once more, I hung from the rope, still blindfolded, and aching all over.

“Clean her and yourselves up, then get over here,” Buck directed.

It didn’t matter that I could hardly move. A tingling of anticipation raced down my spine.

What did he have planned?

I wished that I could see them as two sets of hands roamed over my body, but with a new purpose. They were massaging some sort of soap into my skin. It smelled of aloe, mint, and something I couldn’t place. It felt fresh.

“You feel that, Sweet Daisy,” Elk asked as he whispered in my ear, rubbing his finger over my swollen pussy. “You still want more, don’t you?”

I wished I could deny that my body was craving their touch, but I couldn’t.

“Mmm, you’re making me hard again. Can you handle my cock in your ass a second time, slut?”

“Yes,” I mumbled, and licked my lips.

Elk chuckled and rubbed himself against the side of my body. Oh god, how was he still hard? He grabbed my jaw and forced my head to the side. He kissed me crudely, his tongue gnashing and punishing.

“Such a good fucking girl you are, Sweet Daisy.”

He stepped away, and I sagged forward.

Before I could catch my breath, the sound of the winch and my body slowly rising out of the water promised that there was more to come.

My shoulders ached as they supported my bodyweight. The warm water that had felt like heaven slid from my body, and I shivered. As soon as strong arms grabbed me, I knew it was the leader…Buck.

He unhooked the rope, carrying me as if I weighed nothing. He took a few long strides before laying me down on what felt like a soft fur bed. The heat from the nearby fire quickly dried my damp skin.

Cupping my face, he kissed me. He was raw and demanding, but there was a possessiveness that was all-consuming. When he pulled back, I was breathless, my blood searing, and once more desperate to feel all of him.

Reaching out with my tied hands, I ran my fingers down his chest and felt his muscles flex. I bit my lip, remembering all too well just how sexy all those tattoos looked on his solid chest.

“Oh, my Sweet Daisy,” he said, as his fingers brushed my lips, and then slid down my chest and over my nipples.

My body responded to his touch with a moan. He pinched my chin between his fingers and tilted my head up. Even though I couldn’t see him, the intensity of his stare seeped through the blindfold.

“You want everything we can give you, don’t you?”

I nodded as much as I could with him holding my head in place.

“Say it.”

“Yes…yes, I want that.”

“Then get on your knees,” he said, nipping my lower lip. He stood, keeping one finger under my chin and forcing me up with just the light touch. “Are you going to be a good girl and take it all?”

A nervous excitement bloomed in my chest as I nodded. Buck traced my lips with the tip of his cock, the silkiness mixed with the faint salty flavor of his precum was a call to my senses. My tongue flicked out to tease him.

“Eager,” he said.