Page 19 of Hunted By Them

“Yes.”

I rose effortlessly to my feet. She was beautiful. A wild thing, caught. Ours. She stared up at me, but her eyes were now fixed on the large bulge in my jeans. She squirmed a little, giving away what she wanted even if her admission hadn’t already been enough.

“Wrists,” I commanded.

Jaxon grabbed the ends of the rope and expertly bound Sweet Daisy’s arms together. She didn’t move or fight. Frozen on the ground, her body waited for whatever we did next.

Dash helped Jaxon, and the slack in the rope looped into the hoist. They signaled that they were ready.

“Sit up,” I ordered.

It took her a couple of tries with her hands tied, but she got herself upright, her face now in line with my cock. It was so tempting to pull it out and shove it down her throat until she choked.

“You’re staring at my cock like a slut. Are you a slut, Sweet Daisy,” I asked, unbuttoning my jeans.

Sage licked her lips but didn’t answer. One agonizing zipper tooth at a time, I pulled it all the way down until my cock sprang free and hit her in the face.

Her eyes fluttered, and her tongue flicked out of her mouth, trying to taste me. I grabbed my shaft and moved it out of the way so she couldn’t reach.

“Answer the question,” I demanded.

“I…I…”

I brushed my cock along her lips, leaving a smear of precum. Sweet Daisy ran her tongue over the droplets and moaned.

“No one is around to hear your confession except the three of us and the cavern walls. Now, speak the words you’ve longed to say your whole life.”

I watched her struggle to shed society’s expectations and accept herself. Smacking her with my cock again, I silently demanded that she speak.

“Yes…I’m a slut,” Sage whimpered, then sighed as if a massive weight had lifted off her shoulders.

I smiled and signaled for Dash and Jaxon to hoist her up. They used the manual crank to bring her arms up over her head. The rest of her body slowly followed until she was completely suspended over the warm water.

Standing at the edge, I reached out and slipped a finger between her thighs, capturing the glistening arousal sliding down her legs. My Sweet Daisy gasped at my touch.

“Oh God,” she moaned as I teased her hot pussy.

“Your clit is swollen,” I said, and she moaned again, spreading her legs wider. The corner of my mouth curled up as lust pushed everything else from her eyes. She was now fully immersed in her darkest desires. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes,” she breathed, her body flexing and jerking like she was trying to fuck herself on my finger.

“Are you going to come screaming the second I shove my cock in you?”

“Yes…oh please, yes. I need it,” Sage begged, and I removed my finger.

With a nod to Dash and Jaxon, they slowly began to lower her into the warm pool. I stood transfixed, watching as first her toes, feet, and ankles slipped beneath the glassy water. Steam licked at her skin, painting her gold and turquoise in the firelight.

Her head dropped back, and a sound of pure surrender left her lips. The ropes groaned as her thighs and then stomach submerged. Sweet Daisy arched when the heat lapped at her breasts, a cry slipped out as she adjusted to the shock of warmth after the storm’s cold bite. The hot spring took her in one inch at a time.

I pulled off my boots and tossed them aside. My wet jeans followed as I stood at the edge of the pool.

Her feet touched the bottom just as the water covered her breasts, and the rope went slack. They gave her just enough rope to relax her shoulders and arms.

“Tie the rope off and then clean her. But don’t let her come…not yet.”

They kicked off their boots and walked into the pool still wearing their jeans. Their hands glided over her beneath the water, washing away the remnants of our chase. Jaxon slipped the elastic from her hair and dipped her head back to rinse the mud and debris out. Scratches lined her body like the trees had been reaching for her and never wanted to let her go.

Dash ran his hand over her chest and brushed dirt from the hollows of her collarbone. She gasped, chest rising, breath shaky as their touches claimed her skin, but I intended to capture something far deeper.