Page 5 of Dirty Little Secret
“Fuck, I’m already hard,” Jax says, garnering a chuckle from Reign and me. He’s always had a flair for the dramatics, but of the three of us, Jax is the most submissive one. He relinquishes his control to please us in the bedroom, though I have a feeling things might be a little different when we finally capture our girl.
There’s a darkness circling within his green irises that says the submissive side we’ve come to know and love has left the building, and there’s no denying that I like it.
We stick tothe shadows, setting off after her as she vanishes further into the woods, completely unaware of the predators lingering in the darkness, ready to devour her. The three of us spread out. Trapping her will be much easier if she’s cornered with nowhere to run. I take the middle while Reign and Jackson take to the sides, and with each calculated step, I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins like a hit of cocaine, and I already know that with just one taste of her, I’ll be addicted.
The moonlight shines through the swaying branches, making it easier for me to see, and when my gaze lands on Savannah, her long white hair gleaming in the dark, everything stops.
I keep my breathing slow, my steps quiet and steady. As I close in on her, anticipation pulls me closer to where she is. We have waited long enough for this night, and not even death could hold us back now.
Savannah’s arms are wrapped around her middle, and every sound she hears has her all jumpy and tense. She’s on edge and scared out of her fucking mind, though she knew that she would be and walked into the woods anyway. She’s the only girl I’ve ever met who loves fear. Little does she know, we’re all just as bad as she is.
I focus on her, whipping her head in every direction,as she attempts to make sense of her surroundings.
She knows that she’s being watched. She can feel our eyes on her. Yet, our bodies are wrapped in darkness, and she can’t see a fucking thing. I want her out of her mind with fear because I know she wants that shit, and I sure as fuck won’t be the one to deny her.
Savannah stops dead in her tracks and slowly turns, looking for whoever is following close behind. I give her points for instinct, though there’s very little she can do to stop what we have planned for her. I duck behind a tree and use it for cover. She can’t see me. I know she can’t because she looks in every other direction except where I’m hiding. Me, on the other hand, I can see her clear as day, well…almost, and fuck if my mouth isn’t watering for a taste of that sweet pussy I’ve been dreaming about for years.
“Who’s there?” she calls out. But of course, her question is met with silence. Savannah isn’t at all stupid. She knows she isn’t alone in these woods. “I swear to God I will kick your ass?—”
Her threat is cut off when I step out from behind the tree. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, and she stumbles back a step.
“God can’t save you from the devils that hunt you, baby.”
Her jaw unhinges, and her shadowed face pales. “W-what do you want?”
“To see inside you,” Jackson answers, his large frame stepping into the moonlight from the shadows on her left. She whirls around and it almost costs her, because she stumbles, nearly falling over. Savannah looks between the two of us, her mind racing as she tries to figure out a way to escape. I audibly chuckle, and her head flicks back to me.
There is no exit for her.
This is happening, and she needs to accept that because I’m not letting her go. Tonight, I’m going to live out every fantasy I have ever fucking had about her and force her to crave me as much as we crave her.
“Who the fuck are you?” she shouts, letting her fear rise to the surface.
“The devils you know,” Reign says from behind her. This time when she turns around, she loses her footing, falling flat on her ass. Savannah stares up at him with a fear-filled expression, then starts crab-crawling backwards. She doesn’t make it far before she collides with Jackson’s legs, and the scream that escapes her now trembling lips is divine. She moves as fast as shecan away from him.
“Get the fuck away from me!” she snarls, her wide eyes glimmering with unshed tears.
“It’s cute that you think you’re the one in charge here, barking out orders like that. But you’re not, baby girl. We are,” I growl, my eyes raking over her petite frame, only stopping when I reach her wild, beautiful eyes.
“We're going to give you ten seconds to leave,” Jackson says, and her eyes widen with panic.
“Ten, nine, eight...” She doesn't move as Jackson starts counting down, and a mix of confusion and trepidation forms on her moonlit face. Her eyes bounce between each of us, contemplating her options, but it's too late for her.
“Three, two, one…Run.”
“Ready or not, Little Viper,” Reign taunts, taking a step closer to her.
“We’re coming for you,” I almost chant the words, and in the next breath, she pushes to her feet, taking off through the woods. The three of us run after her without a word, overtaken by the thrill of the chase and the inherent need to capture and claim her. She can lie to herself all she likes and say she doesn’t want this, but she can’t lie to us. I’ve read her journal. I know this is one of her fantasies, and she is going to love every fucking second of it. She’s goingto enjoy every goddamn fucking inch of us buried deep in all her holes.
Savannah rounds a large bend and makes the mistake of peering back over her shoulder to see how far behind we are. It costs her precious time, jeopardizing her lead, and Jackson uses her error to his advantage. He pushes his legs harder, then leaps into the air, tackling her to the ground. I hear all of the air rush out of her lungs, and she tries to fight him off, but it’s futile. Jax easily overpowers her, forcing her to submit to him like agood girl.
FIVE
SAVANNAH
The pressure of his body pressed against mine has rendered me completely immobile.
I’m at his mercy,their mercy,and there's not a single thing I can do about it.
