Page 133 of Seduce

“Who’s going where?” I ask, my head swiveling in opposite directions.

Grayson’s feet stumble for a moment as he listens, and then burst into motion, running for the left side of the trees.

“Andrya has a shorter stride,” Ayden smirks. “She went right. Our girl went left.”

I start running, my ears trained on Silla’s footsteps and breathing.

Taking in a deep breath, I yell, “Such pretty little lambs for the wolves. I’m gonna eat well tonight!”

Ayden chortles. “Run hard, Kitten! I’m gonna fuck you into the ground.”

Silla squeals, the sound definitely echoing, but Ayden is correct. She ran to the left. Isaac and Sidney break away from us, running after Andrya. They yell and cat call, raising her excitement and screams as she runs.

Tick-tock, girls. We’re coming.

ANDRYA

No one reminds you how uncomfortable it is to run when you have big breasts. I have short legs, so my heart is pounding, and they’re scrambling to get as far away as possible. Do I want to be caught? Fuck yeah, but it’ll be more fun if they have to work for it.

The guys start whooping and yelling, and my ears start to ring as I run. I’m excited, horny as fuck, and just a little bit afraid. It’s not a bad kind of fearful, it’s the anxious excitement of knowing someone is about to hunt you down and fuck you.

My brown and purple dress stands out like a sore thumb in the forest, my knees kicking up the hem as I jump over fallen logs and brush. Silla and I separated to make it harder for them to find us, but not before she kissed the shit out of me. I’m not worried about the wrong men finding me, they’re smart enough to know the difference between our strides. Especially my brother.

That asshole has been playing hide and seek with Sidney and I since we were kids. He knows I suck at this. It doesn’t help that I release a piercing scream when a flight of birds bursts into the air when I run into a small clearing.

“Fuck!” I scream, chest heaving.

“You suck at hide and seek, Sweetness!” Sidney yells. Fuck, why is he so close? Godsdamnit.

Legs pumping, I leave the clearing behind. I haven’t been in this section of the woods, but I’m not scared, not about getting lost anyway. Sidney is right behind me, and there’s another set of running footsteps behind him. I’m not sure who it is, but they’re lighter than Grayson’s.

My braid is getting pulled loose from the branches pulling at my hair, and I duck at a particularly low-lying branch. I can hear yelling and whooping in the distance, as well as Silla’s screams of excitement. I’m really glad I said yes already.

I duck behind a large tree, trying to control my breathing. It has to sound like a damn freight train, though. I’m really not someone who enjoys exercising unless it means I’m promised an orgasm at the end of it.

I think my lungs are pissed off at me. It’s fine, I promise it’s for a good cause.

The trees go quiet, and I can’t hear footsteps anymore. Straining my ears, I attempt to listen for any clues of where they’re coming from. My arm is grabbed, and I scream. A shove from behind pushes me onto the ground, and then a heavy body sits on my ass. I barely have time to twist before my cheek is shoved down, my arms pulled tightly against my back.

“Were you waiting to get fucked?” a growl whispers into the shell of my ear. Shivering, his voice is so low I can’t tell who it is, the black ski mask covering his face. Fuck, why is this so hot? His cock grinds into my ass, making me whimper. I know that cock. Fuck, it’s Sidney.

“Yes,” I moan, playing along. The masks heighten the excitement and I’m sure my thighs are drenched.

“Such a pretty little whore,” another voice growls. “Running through the woods as if you weren’t begging to get caught."

The weight on my ass and legs disappears, and my dress is already rucked up, the cooler air exposing my ass. I’m not wearing panties, whimpering as a finger rubs along my core.

“Fuck, so damn needy. Little whore, you’re dripping already. Do you want me to fuck that needy cunt? Do you deserve to have your pussy licked?”

My breath huffs out impatiently, straining against the hand holding my wrists tightly against my back. “Please, don’t be mean,” I whine.

A hand cracks along my ass, making me cry out.

“You’ll take what’s given to you and nothing else, won’t you, Baby?”

“I… oh, fuck,” I shudder. Why did that feel so good?

“Hmm, I think you liked that, Little Whore. The things we’re going to learn about you today, I can’t fucking wait,” he growls. I’m pretty sure this is Isaac, especially as his hand squeezes my ass.

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