Page 12 of Zero

Boogie invaded my space until we were chest to chest, well chest to lower chest and abs.

“Here’s how this is going to go,” Boogie said with a dark husky voice. “You will get until zero to run as fast and as far away from us and when that time is up, we are hunting for you.”

I clenched my thighs together holding back a whimper. This is what I wanted, what I craved.

“Do you need relief, Little One?” He thrusted against me. “That little flash of your smooth pussy has me wanting a taste.”

I bit myself to keep from making any noise, they wouldn’t get any satisfaction from me, yet.

“Yes, taste first and then you can chase me,” I moaned, when he hiked up my leg over his hip.

He chuckled, rolling his hips against my pussy.

“What do you think?” He turned around to King. “Taste afterwards and chase first?”

“That’s not what?—”

“Listen here, Doll.” King grabbed my cheeks with his big hand squishing them together to make me pout. “The only decision you will be making is whether you are going to stay here with us or leave right now. After that, you will be listening.”

I just died and went to kink heaven.

“So, what will it be, Little One? Follow the rules or walk away?” Boogie pressed his hard cock against me, inspiring shivers to dance along my spine.

My gaze bounced between them, knowing my answer. I just wanted them to sweat for a bit.

“Do the masks come off?” I asked. “The makeup?”

“Mask stays on,” Boogie snapped.

“The makeup will come off when I finally get a taste of you,” King purred. “You’ll have black on the inside of your thighs to remember me by.”

My abdomen clenched in arousal.

Goddamn them.

“So, what’s it going to be, Little One?” Boogie trailed a hand over my breast.

King smiled. He knew I was going to say yes.

“Alright, Doll, you have till we get to zero before we start chasing you,” King said.

Boogie stepped away from me and I ached for him to come back to me.

“Ten, Nine?—”

I took off running, quickly looking around to see if I could find somewhere to hide, instead of running through woods I could get lost in.

“Zero!” The shout sounded close.

“Fuck,” I said panicking, pushing myself even harder to get some space between us.

I weaved in and out of the trees, veering to the right, thinking my best bet might be to go back to the cemetery. They might not think to look for me at the place we started.

“I smell your fear, Doll!” King yelled closer than I anticipated.

They were too close for comfort. I found a tree that had some rocks by it and I hid, hoping they would walk past me or I could slowly move away. My breathing was loud as I tried to get it under control. Twigs snapped making my heart rate skyrocket.

“Come out, Little One!” he yelled. “I know you want us to find you.”

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