Page 119 of Knot Her Mountain Men

My feet left the trail without warning, Bear’s arm around my waist snatching me up. I landed on the edge of the trail, where moss cushioned my knees. I scrambled for purchase, but Bear flipped my skirt, driving into me without preamble, knowing Maverick had made sure I was ready to go.

“Fuck.” I gasped against the forest floor, digging my nails into the soft dirt. Bear took me like a wild thing, the force of it rocking my whole body, my pussy greedily swallowing him each time he thrust in. Pleasure screamed through me. He didn’t stop when I came, only when Kit arrived to stake his claim.

“Thirty seconds, little fox.”

I staggered to my feet, dazed and steeped in desire.

That was the rule. If someone caught up, whoever had me had to relinquish their claim, give me a chance to run, and let the next person try their luck.

My instincts sang. The desire they fed me down the bond kept me focused, kept me sprinting ahead. I spotted Maverick through the trees, and Ryder in the distance.

I stumbled, and that was all it took for Kit to catch up. He took advantage of my position, his cock filling me up while I whimpered into the dirt, hoping against hope he’d get me off before one of the others caught up. He fucked deep and ravenous, his craving glowing like a beacon in the bond, but our pack was closing in.

Maverick reached out, his hand making contact with Kit as I was brushing the bright edge of pleasure. The immediate loss of a cock in me had a frustrated growl forming in my throat.

“Run, run, sweetheart.” Mav grinned down at me, a predatory lust in his eyes that made me simply want to turn and present for him. He smacked my ass cheek to get my attention. “You’re wasting time.”

Ryder stopped where he was when I bolted, all of them waiting out the timer, but they were getting closer and closer each time.

I ducked around some thicker trees, sprinting down a deer path that connected to another trail. I couldn’t outrun them on open trails, so the only way to get enough distance was to be sneaky.

A huge fallen tree with its root system exposed lay silent and imposing off one of the trails. I slipped behind it to catch my breath. Bear and Kit ran past me, and Maverick sprinted down another path a little further away. I peeked around the roots, almost leaping out of my skin when a hand closed around my mouth.

“Found you, firecracker.” Ryder must’ve come down the tree trunk while I was watching the others. With a quick spin and boost, my ass was parked on a smooth spot where the bark had fallen completely away, his hand back over my mouth to keep me quiet. It was the best chance we both had of finishing.

Urgency drove me to the edge quickly. If someone stole me away before I could come this time, I wasn’t sure I would make it.

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

A whimper was the best I could offer him while he was in the middle of obliterating me. Every stroke unraveled me a little more. Between the thrill of the hunt and everyone’s lust ping-ponging through the bond, I didn’t stand a chance.

I fell apart for Ryder, but he didn’t get to follow me over that edge before Maverick appeared.

“Motherfucker.” Ryder growled. “I was so close.” He eased away, helping me back onto my feet.

“Sneaky little omega.” Maverick kissed my cheek before I leapt back onto the trail, running in the opposite direction.

I was wet to the knees with slick at this point, every inch of me begging to be thrown down and knotted, fucked end to end until my brain flipped off.

My steps were unsteady, but they carried me forward nonetheless. Lungs burning and pussy throbbing, I moved in the direction of the lodge, skirting out to further trails as quickly as I could. Tucking behind one of the trees gave me another moment to breathe. The property didn’t have too many that were big enough to completely obscure me, so I took advantage of this particular gift.

Craving for all of them seared through me. I had to keep reminding myself of the game and not give in to the temptation to fall to my knees in the middle of the trail and wait in a full presentation.

I risked a glance, seeing their shadowed silhouettes scattered through the trees. No one was running anymore. They were listening, waiting for me to give myself away. Sometimes I forgot they had years of hunting experience, and now all of it was honed, tracking me as their prey.

I dug my fingers into the tree bark. How were they all so hot? I kept waiting for the rose-colored glasses to break, but maybe they were just as good as their romanticized versions.

Keeping control of my breathing was a feat in itself. My lungs protested all of the running and as much as I tried to breathe quietly, I knew it wasn’t silent.

Maverick had dropped out of sight. Where the hell had he gone? My heart kicked into double time. I crept low along the trail. My hair wouldn’t let me hide, but hopefully they were looking a little higher up. I peeked around a tree on my hands and knees, coming face-to-face with Maverick’s shins.

“Hey there, sweetheart.”

My pussy clenched, knowing exactly what was going to happen next. He flipped me easily, snatching up my ponytail like a leash, giving me a hot second to adjust before he lifted my skirt and fucked in. Maverick hoisted me up by my hair, closing a hand over my mouth.

“That’s my good fucking girl.”

I braced one hand against a nearby tree to stay upright. Maverick’s hips were ruthless: taking, claiming, possessing me with every stroke. I whined against his grip. Suspended and helpless, my options were to struggle or submit. He wouldn’t hurt me if I struggled, but it was already hard enough to run from them when I knew how good being caught felt.

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