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“Please,” I beg, in case he doesn’t know how much I want this.

With a groan, Christian centers the tip of his dick at my entrance and slams in. My eyes roll as my hips rock forward, trying to get away from the immense pressure of his size. But he grips my ass tight and holds me steady as he fucks the hell out of me.

The sound of our slapping bodies fills the forest before my whimpers and cries take over. Sharp, brunt objects of the forest are stabbing into my flesh, but it adds to the excitement of being overpowered in the woods while people party fifty feet away.

“Argh,” Christian growls, slowing his thrusts as he leans over me and presses his mask-covered face to mine. “You take this dick so fucking good, baby girl.”

“Yes,” I cry, moaning out as he fucks me deeper.

Gripping my ass and holding me open, Christian sinks slow and deep as he lifts my face from the ground. My pussy tightens around his length in this position—my shoulders to his chest, an arch in my spine.

He lifts the bit of material from my tits and slaps them. I cry out and ride him with a rock of my hips. This is the side of me that rarely comes out. There’s nothing I love more than total sexual domination, and I’ve only seen glimpses of what I need from both of them. But this? This is the side of Christian I’ve never met before.

My cries burst into the forest when he pinches my nipple hard. His other hand rests leisurely on my hip as I bounce up and down on him, not feeling like I’m getting enough of him.

“Christian,” I whimper his name on a breath.

“Goddamn, B,” he groans roughly.

Releasing my nipple, he pushes me back to the forest floor with my eyes facing the party this time. I see people walking about, laughing and flirting in their little groups, all the while Christian Veradin pile drives his cock into me. And they could witness the entire thing if they’d only look this way.

They’re not the ones I want to watch me, though. The only eyes I want on me while I’m in such a vulnerable state are Christian’s and Zeke’s. And speaking of the devil…

Zeke walks onto the patio area with a pissed off expression on his face, looking for someone. He’s looking for me, and probably Christian, too.

I grumble and try to get up on my hands, but Christian won’t let me. His hand splays out across the side of my face as he presses me into the dirt. My mouth opens and my cheek scrapes across the forest floor again as he fucks into me so fast and hard I can no longer breathe.

“Look at him, Billie,” Christian demands deeply. “I know you can see him. Watch him look around for us while you take my dick. He has no idea you’re right here. You’re looking for him, too, aren’t you?”

Letting out a long, guttural growling breath, my eyes roll into the back of my head as he pulverizes my cunt with his thick cock. I can’t see more than a few inches in front of my face as my pussy tightens around him. The piercings along the back side of his shaft stroke something inside of me I never knew was even there.

I hold my breath as my core tightens, my body climbing higher and higher.

“All you have to do is say yes, little hellfire, and you’ll beours,” he says the last word with a hard thrust forward.

My orgasm slams into me like an earthquake. Every muscle in my body clenches as the ones wrapped around Christian pulse and ache. A pressure builds near my clit before a stream of liquid shoots out at the rhythm of my throbbing orgasm.

I groan loudly into the forest, blowing dried leaves and pine needles away from me in a huff. Christian releases my face and grabs the other side of my hip to hold on as he pounds into me.

“Fuuuuuuck,” he draws out in a growl.

His thrusts slow and become unsteady before he pulls out. I glance over my shoulder and watch him stroke himself, shooting his cum all over my right ass cheek with a groan. It’s so fucking hot I want to burn this image into my mind forever.

A tattooed guy with tight, ripped muscles wearing a Michael Myers mask while he cums on me? Yeah, this is something I’d like to play again, but maybe I can havetwopsychopaths chasing after me next time.

Christian stands and zips his overalls up just past his dick again before he helps me stand. I’d have collapsed if he wasn’t holding onto me. I giggle and steady my aching legs.

“Shit, I think you fucked the balance out of me.”

He laughs, pulling me tighter to him. “That’s hot, little hellfire. Here, hold on to the tree so I can clean you up.”

I sigh out when I wrap my heated arms around the cool bark, but hiss out when my cheek stings against it. Christian tears the arm off of his overalls, balling it up before cleaning the cum off of my ass. He’s very tender about it, and I close my eyes. I love how he can be gentle and rough within seconds of each other.

He pulls the skirt down and squeezes my ass. “Your panties are ruined, so don’t bend over. Nobody sees this pussy but me and Zeke. Do you understand?” His hand slips between my legs from behind, pushing his middle finger into me.

Arching my back, I moan out and nod. “Y-yes, I understand.”

“Good girl,” he groans. “Now tell me what I really want to hear, B.”

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