Page 15 of Hunted By Them
“Say it…why did you run?”
I arched helplessly into the Caribou’s touch, but no words left my mouth. I moaned again, my hips jerking against the Buck’s thigh still between my legs. My body quivered, and I ground harder, the friction brutal and perfect.
Elk slid his hand all over my body, joining Caribou until I couldn’t tell who was who. My nipples peaked, aching, trapped between wet fabric and merciless fingers.
Shame crept up my spine. I had no idea who these men were, and yet my body seared hot, and it didn’t stop me from rolling my hips against the thigh holding me in place. Despite all the reasons why this was wrong, my body didn’t care. I wanted all of it.
The Buck’s growl deepened, chest rumbling like an animal. His hand at my throat flexed, making me mewl.
“Answer the question. You opened that door. Tell us why,” the Buck demanded.
“We already have her tongue tied.”
The Elk’s laugh deepened and sounded so filthy. He planned on ruining me exactly like they threatened. His hand slipped between my thighs, pressing the soaked denim tighter. He rubbed over my clit, making my knees want to buckle.
“Fuck, you’re grinding on him like a bitch in heat. Say it. Say you came back so we could break you,” the Elk urged as my eyes closed. I was so close to coming.
Caribou rolled my nipple hard, tugging until my cry caught as the Buck squeezed his hand tighter.
“You’ll never look at a tree the same way again, Sweet Daisy. Every time you pass one, your body will ache with the memory of how badly you wanted us to take you here. We can fuck you hard against the rough bark until your ass is raw…”
I wanted to scream yes, but I remained quiet.
“But we won’t.”
My thighs clamped around the Buck’s leg, riding the friction, wanting to come so badly that it felt like a wild desperation tearing through my body.
The Buck nuzzled at my neck and I wanted to feel his lips on mine. I wanted his teeth to bite me. And when he spoke, the words were not just an order. They felt like a vow. A promise that I had no way to refuse.
“Sweet Daisy, we’re not men…we’re the storm inside you. You’ll crave us every time it rains.”
My breath froze in my chest, that single line sinking deep into my soul, and they knew it. Their laughter rose around me like wolves circling a carcass.
And then just as suddenly as they’d trapped me…I was released. They stepped back, leaving me reeling as I stared up at them. My hands slowly dropped as I wondered what came next.
“You need to answer the question,” Buck prompted.
When I didn’t say anything, they separated and darted back into the thick brush. I pushed away from the tree to chase after them, but my knees were so shaky I fell flat on my face.
When I looked up, there was no sign of them. Rain pelted down, masking the tears that slid down my cheeks.
Their voices came, echoing as they melted into the storm. “You’re not ready,” the Buck rumbled like thunder.
“Answer the question, or never see us again,” the Elk taunted like a lightning strike.
“What do you want me to say?” I yelled into the darkness. I turned in a circle, trying to catch a glimpse of them, but there was no movement, no sign that they’d been touching me seconds ago. I stepped forward, the woods enveloping me in its shadows.
“Run again, Sweet Daisy. Run until you accept your fate, and then tell us what we need to hear,” Caribou said, his voice caressing my ear like a breeze, even though I couldn’t see him anywhere.
The lightning flashed as I yelled up at the threatening sky. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“Yes, you do. Now run!” Buck’s voice boomed, and I staggered forward on shaking legs. My body was so wracked with a wild lust that it felt like madness, and yet…I didn’t want to escape.
I never wanted the chase to end.
RYDER
The woods swallowed us like we belonged to them. We were just out of sight, and I smirked as she tried to figure out where we had gone. She looked like a confused little animal. Terrified and yet curiosity got the better of her. She took a step toward the narrow path on the far side of the thicket.
