Page 25 of The Hunt

He gently placed her down on the bed and Kaliah scrambled to the farthest corner, away from these monstrously large men. Her ankle throbbed like a son of a bitch but at the moment she had other problems.

At the big age of 28, she was still a virgin. Before this morning, she’d never experienced a kiss. She couldn’t believe her first time was going to be with three men built like buildings.

She grabbed the comforter on the bed and wrapped it around herself as they surrounded the bed. They looked down at her as if she was indeed a juicy piece of meat. Maybe if she pleaded with them she could appeal to whatever humanity they might have.

“I’ve…I’ve never done this before.” Her cheeks flamed in embarrassment to admit this. It was so humiliating that she’d never experienced the most basic of intimacies this close to 30. Please, can we at least hold off until we get to know each other better?” She looked in Colt’s direction because he seemed to be the leader of sorts.

Colt unbuttoned his shirt and offered her a smile that she could only interpret as regret. “I’m sorry Kaliah, but there will be time for getting to know each other later. Now it’s imperative that Zeke and I mark you to seal our bond.”

“What does that even mean?” She wanted to cry in frustration because none of this made sense.

“You’ll understand soon enough. And since this is your first time, I promise to be as gentle as possible.” Colt shrugged out of his shirt to reveal a broad, scarred, muscular chest liberally covered in brown hair that trailed down the center of washboard abs.

“I’m not making that promise.” Leland grinned ripping his shirt off. He was even hairier than Colt. The hair covered his arms and shoulders, but he was every bit as cut as his brother.

She scooted away as far as she possibly could without falling off the bed. Kaliah grasped the comforter so tightly to her body, her knuckles lost color. “Wait! Can’t we at least wait for my ankle to get better?”

“Like I said earlier, it’s not broken. I’ll give you some pain medication for it. But now we have more important matters athand.” He unbuttoned his jeans and she quickly turned her head away and her gaze collided with Zeke’s already naked body.

He was nearly as hairy as those monsters from the night before. His build was large, muscular and intimidating but the scariest part of him was his blood engorged cock hanging halfway down his thigh.

There was no fucking way she could handle something that unnaturally large. She might have been a virgin but she’d seen plenty of porn in her lifetime and nothing could have prepared her for that thing.

She shook her head back and forth. At this point, it might have been better if the monsters from the night before had killed her. “I can’t do this…please don’t.”

For such a large man, Zeke was quick. He was by the bed before she could blink and ripped the comforter out of her grasp and tossed it on the floor. The next thing Kaliah knew, he had crawled on the bed and yanked her to the center.

The movement aggravated her injury making her cry out in shock and pain.

“Be careful with her ankle Zeke,” Colt cautioned.

Zeke’s only response was a grunt. He placed his large hand against her chest, forcing Kaliah to lie down. He then positioned himself between her thighs and spread them as far apart as her muscles would allow.

Kaliah placed her hands over her face, embarrassed that no matter how much she protested, or fought, there was nothing she could do to stop the inevitable from happening. Her only hope at this point was to lie still and allow her mind to wonder.

If she could pretend to be somewhere else, then this wasn’t really happening.

Zeke parted her folds and bumped his nose against her clit. A low rumbling growl emanated from his throat. He inhaled and the rumbling grew louder, like a purring jungle cat.

“I can smell that cunt from here. I bet it smells even more amazing from your position,” Leland spoke.

“So fucking good,” Zeke responded.

He ran his tongue over the entire length of her pussy, with hesitancy at first and then with more eager and bold strokes.

A shiver traveled up her spine and the inside of her thighs quivered. No, she wasn’t supposed to respond to him like this. Blood rushed to every part of her body and her toes curled with each determined swipe of his tongue.

Unable to help herself, she removed her hands and looked down to see Zeke between her legs, lapping at her pussy like a starved man. She didn’t want this. Right?

She placed her hands on his broad shoulders to push him away but her body wouldn’t cooperate with her brain. Instead she dug her nails into his flesh as the sensation of pure bliss continued to build within her.

To her surprise, Zeke hooked his arms under her knees and placed her legs over his shoulders. He buried his face in her pussy as if he wanted to drown in it. He licked, nibbled and sucked on her clit. He then stuck his tongue into her hole making her body shake with need. She wasn’t supposed to like this or want more of this, but in that moment, Kaliah would have gone insane if he stopped.

Only moments before she wanted to push him away, now she found herself threading her fingers through his hair and held his head against her pussy.

“Zeke,” the involuntarily cry of his name, tumbled from her lips.

“God damn, look at Zeke go. Our little brother must have been hungry.” Leland laughed. “Hurry up and mark her so that I can get a proper taste. Her scent is driving me crazy.”

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