Page 44 of Unhinged Cain

Gaining on her, I could hear her breaths as they labored. I wondered what was running through her mind. Was it the same as when she ran the trail at school? I doubted that. She looked over her shoulder and our eyes locked. Even in almost complete darkness, I could see the fear in her eyes.

I had to give her credit. She managed to push on a lot longer and faster than I thought she’d be able to, and it was taking much longer than I thought it would to catch my Sunshine. I could see lights in the distance and knew she would also see the car. Obviously not hearing me yell at Abel, she angled herself toward the lights like a moth to a flame. Didn’t she just see what happens to bugs when they head toward the pretty lights?

I narrated her thoughts in my own mind as she realized that it was the taxi she’d passed that she was running toward, and she understood her error. She shouldn’t have run. She should’ve stayed and fought. Her pace slowed as her mind tried to decide what to do next. Abel stepped out of the car and draped himself over the car door.

“Come on, girly, get in! I’ll take good care of you,” Abel called out, and her stride faltered.

As she turned to try and go in another direction, my arm snaked around her waist. Sunshine screamed as I took her to the ground with our momentum. The gravel bit painfully as we skidded, but I tightened my arms around her. She managed to crack me in the nose with the back of her head, and I could feel the blood drip as my vision blurred for a moment.

“Keep it up, Sunshine. I’m fucking loving the feel of you struggle.”

My cock kicked hard in my jeans as the pain registered, and my teeth latched onto her earlobe. She screamed and kicked out as she struggled to free herself, but her thrashing lessened as my teeth tightened on the delicate skin. The maneuver reminded me of the twitch that our veterinarian would use on my father’s old horse. That old nag would kick you in the head whenever it was time to have his feet trimmed unless you twitched his nose. My teeth had just become Sunshine’s twitch.

“Ah, shit,” I yelled, releasing her ear as gravel and dirt landed in my face. Somehow Kirby had managed to get a handful and toss it up at me. I quickly tightened my hold and wrapped my legs around hers. She was delightfully thrashing and rubbing herself against my trapped cock. I let out a groan against the side of her neck.

“I like your spunk, Kirby. Fuck, it really turns me on.”

I gave the side of her neck a nip and then licked the blood from my nose off her pale skin. She became hysterical, but my grip was like two pythons slowly choking out the fight in their prey. Her left leg broke the hold I had with my own leg, and we ended up kicking at one another as I tried to subdue her again.

“Grab her legs,” I said to Abel.

“Do I have to? This is the best fucking entertainment I’ve had in a long time. I don’t even know who to put money on, but damn, my cock is getting hard watching this.” Abel laughed as I managed to find him and glare at him. “Alright, alright, hang onto her panties.”

Abel shimmied over, his feet dancing around our legs as they continued to flail.

“Oh, oh, we have a live one here! Where is my rod? I need to reel this fish in. Better yet, where is my damn cattle prod when I need it?” Abel’s rambling was normally annoying, but it was exceptionally so at this moment. “I can’t get a good grip, Captain. She’s a slippery wee buggar,” Abel said in a British accent.

I was really fucking tempted to let Kirby go so I could kick my brother’s ass and then chase her down again.

“Just get her to stop kicking,” I growled out through clenched teeth.

Her ass once more pushed hard into my sensitive cock. Pain sliced through me, and my cock was tempted to blow its load in my jeans.

“You’re always such a pill, man. No fun at all. Fine, you want her to stop kicking, you got it.”

Both Kirby and I yelled out as Abel landed crossbody over our waist and legs like he was doing a Superman dive.

“What the fuck?” I called out as his added weight pushed her lush ass impossibly harder into my trapped cock that was now screaming to flip her over and fuck her hard.

“Let me go, you crazy fucks,” Kirby screamed, but her fight was slowly waning as she panted.

I couldn’t see what Abel was doing, but suddenly, Kirby’s writhing body was lifted off of me by her legs. I clamped my jaw down tight, the muscles twitching as much as my aching cock. The thought of pushing her over the taxi crossed my mind. I was so fucking tempted, but Abel would want in on the fun, and this was one prize I had no intention of sharing.

Going with the momentum, I stood. She wiggled back and forth like a worm, only to splay open her ripped blouse and show off the sexy lace-clad breasts. Fuck, her nipples were nice and pert.

“Damn man, she be fine! No wonder you wanted this one. We’re gonna have some kind of fun with her! Whoohoo! Giddy up, girly. I mean, look at those milk jugs. I’m gonna motorboat those bitches,” Abel licked his lips as he stared at Kirby’s chest, and a fury crawled up and gripped me by the throat. I stopped walking, and it jerked Abel to a halt.

“Don’t fucking touch her,” I snarled over the top of Kirby, who’d gone quiet and momentarily stopped her struggling to look between the two of us.

“Wow, who crawled up your ass and died?”

“Just get her in the car,” I said.

“Fine, whatever,” Abel complained as he opened the back door with one hand.

Kirby instantly started screaming again, her struggles stronger from the few seconds of rest. I was enjoying the feral look on her face, and I loved the idea of taming her even more. I’d never kept anyone longer than a night or two, but the idea of keeping her around for multiple days or weeks held an appeal that felt foreign.

Capturing victims that we set loose just to chase down had become a bit of a pastime. In perfect synchronicity, we turned so Abel could draw her legs into the backseat. He opened the other door, stepped out the far side, and closed the door.