Page 101 of Uncaged Obsessions

I squeal, going the other direction to run away again. He doesn’t immediately grab me and I know it’s because he’s enjoying this. They love toying with me, and though we all know how this is going to end, it’s still fun to feel like there’s an element of danger being chased.

One of them is closing in on me as I race around and head toward the cage. I feel the large presence right on my heels, and I know I should probably go in another direction, but I’m pretty sure it’s my subconscious telling me I want to be caught. Right. Now.

Though, it’s not on purpose, I stumble slightly, which gives Caine the opportunity to grab me around my waist, yanking my body against his. He carries me in the direction I was already headed. I thrash haphazardly in his arms.

“Come on, killer, you can do better than that,” Caine taunts against my hair.

I let out a frustrated noise, attempting to throw a leg back to kick him, but he just laughs. Dropping me onto my feet, but not letting me get away as he’s grabbing my wrists and holding them up in front of my face.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I snap, trying to yank my arms free, but his grip is tighter than a pair of handcuffs.

“Making sure you never get away from us,” he answers, holding up the unraveling roll of hand wraps.

“You going to wrap my hands for me?” I raise an eyebrow.

“Yeah, but not how you’re thinking.” He backs me into the corner of the cage, stretching one arm out, securing my wrists to the metal one at a time. I don’t even have enough brain capacity to consider fighting back.

I’m fixated on watching the way he expertly restrains me, so I don’t notice Adam and Drew joining us in here. They both crowd me on one side, it should feel claustrophobic. I should feel restricted considering I’m completely at their mercy. But I don’t. I feel comfortable. Like them all being so close to me is the best way to make me feel the most like myself.

“How’s that feel, baby girl?”

“Not enough,” I complain, shifting, rubbing my thighs together, realizing how turned on I am from the chase and now the fact that my wrists are bound, my arms outstretched to my sides.

“You need more, little one? Need us to touch this greedy pussy? How wet is she for us? I bet you’redripping, aren’t you?”

I let out a soft moan, my head dropping back against the chain. “Find out.”

Caine grabs the waistband of my tight leggings, pulling them down along with my panties at once. The cool air hits my drenched core and I whimper at the sensation. Especially when both Drew and Adam reach down, Adam’s hand on top of Drew’s while they collectively shove a finger inside me, and I gasp at the intrusion.

Caine takes advantage, grabbing the back of my head, pulling my mouth onto his, pushing his tongue inside my open mouth immediately while the other two pump their fingers. I’m a completely needy mess as two of my men work me with theirjoined hands, and the other fucks my mouth with his tongue like I wish he would do somewhere else. But also don’t want him to go anywhere.

Especially when his hand collars my throat, tightening just enough for me to feel the pressure, but not take away my air. Though with the way his tongue plunders into my mouth, and Adam and Drew’s fingers are curling inside me, I’m at risk for forgetting to breathe and passing out from lack of oxygen on my own anyway.

I pull at my restraints, wanting to touch them, to rip their clothes off and feel their strong, hard bodies under my fingertips. I growl in frustration that I’m not able to break free, and it only makes them tighten a bit more around my skin. I feel like I’m going to have some marks left over after this, and I crave them. They can be my reminder of this moment, and I know it’s going to be one I won’t want to forget any time soon.

“Please,” I beg against Caine’s mouth.

“Please what, killer? Their fingers not enough for your desperate pussy? You need to be filled by something bigger?”

I nod against him. “Yes, I want more. I need more, please.”

“You heard her. Caine, give her what she wants,” Adam says, grabbing my face, pinching my chin between his fingers. “Then we can each have a turn with you, fucking and filling your pretty cunt.”

I gasp, clenching around their fingers, loving the sound of that. They pull away from my body and I cry out at the loss, but it isn’t long before Caine has pushed his shorts down, grabbing me by my hips and lifting me so I can wrap my legs around him, though he’s so tall and my arms are still stuck where he tiedthem up. Yet, any ounce of discomfort is gone as he presses the blunt tip of his cock against my entrance.

I buck against him, silently urging him inside.

“So fucking greedy, killer. It’s a good thing I’ll give you whatever you want and need,” he growls, pushing himself in to the hilt in a single thrust.

I scream at the sudden stretch, but also feel myself constrict around him, wanting to keep him there, Like I need him to be a part of me. Turning my head to the side so I can see Adam and Drew, they’re watching with rapt attention.

“Touch each other,” I instruct them desperately. “But don’t you dare come unless it’s inside me.”

“Oh fuck, killer,” Caine groans. He pistons his hips roughly and I cry out as they slam into mine.

My eyes don’t leave the sight of Adam and Drew who are now shedding each other’s clothes, mouths locked while they desperately wrap their hands around each other’s dicks, pumping furiously while kissing and Caine fucks me at the same punishing pace.

It’s almost too much, watching them and feeling Caine, but not being able to touch. I’m at their mercy. They can do whatever they want to my body, and I’ve never loved the loss of control like I do right now.

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