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I crouched even further down, hoping he would walk past me so I could run back to the cemetery. The sound of his footsteps faded, and I waited a minute more before I got up and ran.

I didn’t get far before I was tackled, landing on him. He flipped us over, rocks and twigs digging into my back as he settled in between my legs.

“Scream for me, Little One,” he growled against my neck. “Cry for me, beg, fight me. Make me work for your sweet pussy.”

My hips pushed up against his, he was too heavy for me to move him.

“Do you like topping from the bottom, Little One?” he chuckled, thrusting against me.

“I like winning,” I said, going for his mask.

He saw my movement, leaning back, stopping my hand and I leaned over to bite him on the arm. Boogie snarled, leaning up, giving me the chance to bring my leg up to push him off me.

I got up, slipping on a few leaves, but running with no destination in mind. At that moment, I was yanked by my hair, my scalp stung from the pain, and I cried out. More adrenaline pumped into my system as I swung a punch before it was caught.

“Fight, Doll,” King snarled, pulling me against him. “Your screams will only make me harder.”

I threw my head back, pain stabbing my head, blooming from where I had hit him. He cursed, loosening his grip on me. I shot forward, but an arm grabbed me around my waist, pulling me back.

Boogie appeared in front of me, and I knew this was it. I struggled against King, if they wanted to work for it, then I was going to make them work for it. I thrashed again until Boogie was pressed up against me. They were hard and I was so wet my thighs were damp; I pushed my ass back, seeking relief.

King walked back until he hit a tree, Boogie followed us, taking something out of his pocket. King grabbed my arms, putting them out in front of me. I jerked out of his grasp, pushing Boogie away.

“Fuck you,” I screeched, kicking and swinging.

I landed a hit on Boogie, but it didn’t slow him down. I snarled, hitting him harder.

“Little One,” Boogie snarled. “Keep this up and see what happens.”

“Stay fucking still,” King clipped, grabbing my arms, holding them out for Boogie.

I pulled and pushed, their hold tightened to the point of pain. The sound of a zip tie brought about the finality of the chase. I pulled at my wrists, feeling the air around us grow thick with sexual tension.

“Now that we’ve caught you Little One,” Boogie said, running his hand up my skirt, groaning. “I don’t know whether to be glad or mad that you don’t have underwear on. No one should see this pussy other than us.”

He slapped my pussy twice in succession. I moaned like the dirty slut I was. King grabbed my hands, putting them over his head, while Boogie knelt down, throwing my leg over his shoulder.

“No, be a good girl and keep your hands up, while he gets on his knees for you and eats that pretty pussy,” King purred in my ear.

I tried to pull away one last time but it was no use.

Boogie lifted my skirt, and slid his mask up just enough that I saw his luscious lips. I was disappointed for two seconds before he licked my clit softly, making everything leave my mind. He licked me again with more pressure making my hips buck.

“Is he licking you good?” King trailed his hands down my torso, coming back up to cup my breast. “Boogie can eat pussy for hours, you would think you could survive edging for a couple of hours while we take turns bringing you to the edge over and over.”

I whimpered. “That sounds awful.”

Boogie grazed my clit with his teeth, and I cried out.

“I want to come now,” I whined, pulling my arms down.

“No,” he snapped, wrapping a hand around my throat, squeezing slightly. “Try that again and I’ll leave you out here alone all night with the wolves.”

I moaned at the threat, just as Boogie sucked on my clit, inserting one finger in me. My body soared from pleasure, desperately needing to see Boogie looking up at me while I ran my hands through his hair, thrusting my pussy against his mouth. I settled for grabbing King's hair, pulling at it when Boogie inserted another finger.

“Fuck,” Boogie groaned. “Come for me, Little One, come all over my face.”

He pumped his fingers in me faster, curling his finger, hitting my g-spot. I cried out, pulling harder on King's hair instead of bringing my hands down. King thrust into my ass, pushing me into Boogie's face.

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