Page 4 of Savage Desires
Luke covers my mouth as Brady abruptly pulls me down on his cock. It takes my breath away, and I grab at them, trying to ground myself. The way he stretches me is incredible, but it’s overwhelming.
“Breathe, baby girl. You’re okay,” Luke says, soothing me as I am nearly hyperventilating.
“You too. Not slow,” I groan.
“Brady, I think our girl might be a masochist,” Luke says, pushing me forward to lie across Brady’s chest.
“Let’s see,” Brady says, wrapping his arms around me. I cover my mouth because I know he is about to wreck me. Just as I knew he would, he lifts his hips and starts violently fucking me as hard and fast as he can. I am screaming into my hand, but rocking my hips to meet his violent thrusts. He slows to a stop, and I start to feel panicked when Luke grabs my hips, but then he slams his cock into me, and I’m gone. For a moment, I expect pain, but I realize that he used lubricant. The memory is suffocating, but they start alternating strokes into my body, and all I can do is keep my hand over my mouth. I scream out my pleasure as they fuck me hard and fast.
By the time they come, I am catatonic from how many orgasms they have forced out of me. They clean my body, and we resume lying on the bed with me squished between them, and I drift to sleep.
When I wake, sunlightis pouring into the camper as they have all the windows open. It’s warm outside, but there is a fanon me as I stay curled under the blankets. When I roll, I can see out one window and spot Brady and Luke sitting at the picnic table playing cards. Luke looks up and smiles brightly when he sees me looking at them. He nudges Brady, and they both get up and walk inside to where I am.
“Hey,” Brady says, climbing onto the bed to straddle me. I giggle when he leans down and kisses my forehead before kissing my lips. Luke moves to lie beside me and kisses me next.
“This is just so casual for you two,” I say.
“Well, I know what the inside of your asshole feels like,” Luke says with a shrug.
“Luke!” I gasp, and he laughs. “Can I get up?”
“You sure can,” Brady says as he pulls me up from the bed as he stands. I locate one of my bags on the small table in the kitchen area of the camper. I find my swimsuit and go into the small bathroom to get dressed. I’d just change out there, but all the windows are open.
When I get done, I step out and pull on my sundress sitting inside the top of the bag. “You look beautiful,” Brady says.
“Thank you. Is there a plan here, or are we just hiding out?”
“Our goal is to fuck you, and relax,” Luke says, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my head back to kiss me. “Is that okay with you?”
“Uhm… Yeah,” I say, and he smiles from inches away. When he kisses me again, it’s sweeter.
“So, let’s just relax,” Brady says. “Come outside, and we can start lunch.”
“Okay,” I say with a sweet smile.
Chapter Three
Krista
The Next Day
I am so fuckingbored. We have sat in this camper and done a lot of nothing, and I am going out of my mind. We don’t feel comfortable interacting with anyone, and there are too many people here to feel comfortable wandering. We’ve just stayed close to the camper and minded our own business. There issome weird shit going on here, but it’s better than being around Austin, I guess.
We have played card games most of the time, but there isn’t much to do. This was a last-minute trip, so we didn’t have time to plan everything. We don’t even have a cell signal to reach out and check on things. We are just trusting that Dad and Maverick have a handle on things. Worst case, we leave and try to stay away from Austin.
I groan and lie back on the seat of the picnic table. “I’m so bored,” I say.
“Want to go down and watch the fireworks?”Brady asks me. “They should be starting soon.”
“Can we?” I ask, popping up. “Are you joking?”
“No, we can,” he says, pulling me up to stand. “I’m sorry that there isn’t much to do. I didn’t realize we wouldn’t be able to at least stream movies.”
“Once things settle, we will take a real trip and relax,” Luke says, walking around the table.
“I just don’t like that Austin still has so much control,” I say. “I feel like I can’t relax, and I hate it.”
“I know. Hopefully, we won’t be here long,” Luke says, gently kissing me. “The bonfire is at eight, I think, and then fireworks at nine thirty. We have some time before that, so why don’t we walkup to the falls? It’s quieter up there, and it will give us something to do.”
