Page 19 of Hunted for the Holidays

Her warm fingers dip behind my boxers and curl around my length. Her hands starts to slide up and down as she looks up at me with a hooded gaze. “You two are the first....” Finding the hoop of my piercing, she gives it a little flick, the motion causing me to fully harden beneath her touch. “The first boys I’ve ever really done anything with.”

Her words snap something in me.She's mine—ours. Ours to possess, ours to corrupt, ours to share. Just as I’m about to lay her down and fuck her on the couch, Derek flops back down on the cushions beside us. His strong fingers surround her wrist as he pulls her from me and helps her to stand. I growl at his interruption.

He ignores me and spins her towards us. “Strip, bunny,” he commands in a tone that I know means he’s up to something.

“What?” Her eyes widen as if he’s asked her to do something outlandish.

“You heard me, bunny. Stand and strip for your men.”

She reluctantly obeys, knowing full well that she’s going to end up naked either way. She chooses to remove her clothes the easy way, hooking her thumbs in her tied-up sweats and sliding them down her creamy thighs. As she straightens, she tugs her cami off over her head, exposing her beautiful breasts. They’re pale and perky with little pink nipples raised and ready. Our initials carved into her flesh are healing nicely, the red marks sending a thrilling pulse of possessiveness straight to my balls. I give my aching cock a squeeze as she stands naked and needy before us.

Derek’s face splits in a smirk as he aims the remote at the television and hits play. The screen flickers to life behind my little bird’s profile. On screen, a busty blonde opens the door to two masked men who shove their way in and chase her through the house.

“Come sit, little bunny,” Derek coos as he pats the empty seat between us. I shift my gaze to watch as he pulls out his thickening cock. The sight of his hard, veiny length has me salivating, and when he starts to stroke it, I almost lose my shit. I’m just as desperate to taste him as I am to fuck Charlie. I drag my gaze up his hard abs to his chiseled jaw, and when I meet his hazel orbs, I know he knows I was checking him out. He winks, embarrassment heating my cheeks as I look away quickly.

Charlie flops down between us, her naked body glowing in the firelight. Derek lifts Charlie’s legs, hooking one of her knees over his thigh and the other over mine. Our girl is now spread wide open between us, her pussy waiting to be played with.

“Are you horny, bunny,” he whispers, leaning into her ear and softly stroking up and down her thigh. “Do you want us to play with you?”

I can see her nipples tighten, her thigh muscles tensing slightly, her pupils dilating as she slowly bobs her head up and down in a nod. She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, stifling a moan as Derek’s fingers lightly run up and down her inner thigh.

“My brother and I need someone we can share,” Derek muses, his fingers trailing over Charlie’s pussy, a single knuckle raking lightly across the outside of her folds. “Do you think you could be a good girl for both of us?”

Her eyes dart between the two of us, uncertain of his question. Derek parts her wet cunt with his thick digits and starts to strum her clit. Our little captive arches her back, mouth rounding in an ‘O’ shape as the sweetest sound escapes them.

Fucking christ.

My dick is painfully hard at this point, desperate for relief. Fisting my cock, I start to stroke myself, a bead of precum glistening on the tip.

“Here’s what you’re going to do, bunny,” Derek states, his fingers continuing to strum her needy clit. “You’re going to be agood girl, get both our dicks wet with your naughty little mouth, and then you’re going to jack both me and my little brother off while we play with this virgin cunt.”

Punctuating his words, he slaps her soaked center, and she yelps and tries to pull away. But I’m quick to reach out, my hand digging bruisingly into her pale skin. I reach my fingers up to her pussy, finding her clit and pinching it roughly. She shrieks and squirms, but she can’t deny how wet her pussy is right now.

Derek wraps a hand in Charlie’s hair, jerking her roughly by her blonde tresses and shoving her face toward his throbbing cock. He doesn’t seem to give a shit that she’s bent at an awkward angle–he just shoves his dick down her throat roughly.

I watch as her hands fly around as she chokes on his length. He ratchets her back, drool and spit stringing down her chin as tears slide down her cheeks. A devious smile spreads across his lips as he forces her back down, using her face to chase his release.

“That’s it baby girl, just like that,” he rasps, his head lolling back as she lets him use her.

My hand tightens around my shaft, working over my length as I watch her take every inch he feeds her.

As roughly as he pulled her onto him, he rips her off. Hand still gripping her hair, he spins her around so she’s looking at me. She looks fucking gorgeous like this, tears making her beautiful blue eyes glisten before they trail down her flushed cheeks.

“Now take care of my baby brother,” Derek instructs as he grins at me.

Lowering her head to my lap, her soft lips surround my cockhead and caress it lightly. Her sweet tongue flicks my piercing, pulling a feral growl from me. Derek uses his hold to push her down my length, his heated gaze searing into me. Heuses her, pushing and pulling her warm wetness against my hard shaft as he stares straight into my eyes, lust lacing his irises.

“Fuck!” I grit out as her tongue massages my shaft.

Stealing her warmth away from me, Derek rips her back to her position between us. Charlie is flushed and her chest heaves. Taking one of her delicate little hands in his giant palm, Derek guides her to his cock. I follow suit, bringing her other hand back to curl around me.

“That’s it, birdie,” my brother praises, “Jack off both your men while you ride our fingers like the desperate slut we know you are.”

Charlie’s hands begin to move, stroking us both in tandem. Heat swirls in my core as her sweet little fingers slide up and down my slickened length, knowing she’s doing the same to my brother. I close my eyes and revel in the pleasure she’s pulling from me as the salacious sounds of our panting breaths mix together into a symphony of needy desperation.

“Good girl, little bird,” I pant between moans of pleasure.

“Touch her, brother,” Derek commands, his low tone snapping my attention to him. He shifts his eyes down, directing my focus to Charlie’s dripping cunt. He’s got two fingers shoved deep inside her, pumping them in and out of our sweet little captive. “Rub her clit,” he instructs. “She needs your fingers.”

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