Hunted for the Holidays

Chapter 9

9

CANDY SHOP BY CRYJAXX

T he sharp crack of the ax head against the dry wood cuts through the silence of the forest. My arms burn and sweat trails down my spine as I swing again and again. I relish the burn, letting my fury release with each pound of my angry ax. What we did with Charlotte was wrong. I shouldn’t want to share some uptight little virgin with my brother, for fucks sake.

But why’d it feel so good?

We can’t get attached to this girl. She’s a fucking liability. She knows too much now–she needs to go.

Derek’s getting attached. I can see it in the way he looks at her. He’s not just keeping her around for a quick fuck; he wants to keep her. It was supposed to be just the two of us. Now, it seems like he’s ready to play house with his little plaything. Fuck that.

It was always supposed to be just the two of us .

My breathing is ragged and pained as I snap the final log in two. More snow is already starting to fall in big, fat flakes, and at this rate, we’ll be snowed-in here for months. Maybe we can keep her until the weather clears up; have something to occupy the time while we’re trapped here. If it means I get to keep feeling this intense pleasure they seem to be able to pull from me, it’d be worth it. We can dispose of her after that and move back into our penthouse and regain control of our family company.

Yeah, that seems like a good plan.

Rolling my sleeves up to expose my forearms to the cold air, I stack the wood neatly against the side of our cabin. We should have enough to keep our home heated until we’re able to get out of here once all the snow clears. If we’re going to be stuck here, I might as well enjoy the little captive. She may be a liability, but at least having her here allowed me to feel Derek’s cock against mine for the first time. I’ve craved him for as long as I can remember, and what we did in the woods was even better than I imagined it would be. Getting rid of her will be a problem for another day. For now, I grab a few logs and head inside.

The warm air hits me immediately as I step over the threshold, biting at my frozen face. At least my beard keeps the bottom half warm. Leaning back against the door to close it, I notice the lights are off. The sun has all but set, cloaking the house in oppressive darkness that comes with winter evenings.

“Hey!” I shout into the empty darkness beyond the entryway. “Derek, I’m back!”

I’m met with silence.

Shucking off my boots, I venture further inside. Part of me worries our little bird has flown away again, but if she ran, I would’ve seen her flee.

A flicker of light beyond the kitchen catches my eye. The living room.

I wander through the house. It looks like they’ve cleaned up dinner, the kitchen is spotless. A sting of jealousy curls around my core as I think about them laughing, splashing each other with water, enjoying themselves. While I was outside… alone .

Heading towards the living room, the flicker of the television draws me in like a moth to a flame. A movie I don’t recognize plays on the large TV mounted above the fireplace. I bought the DVD player just for Derek. He’s been playing catch-up on pop culture since he got out. I would rather be outside, in the fresh air. I’m not watching the movie anyways, though. No, my eyes are trained on the forms sprawled out on the couch. The blue light from the screen illuminates my brother leaning back on the leather, with my little bird curled up like a sweet little pet next to him.

Charlotte’s in oversized gray joggers that I recognize as Derek’s, and the same skin-tight cami we removed from her the first night we brought her here. I can see the stiff peaks of her nipples through her thin material, and it makes my dick harden.

As I enter the room, Derek’s eyes meet mine. His gaze is filled with mischief— I know that look . I’ve come to crave it at this point. His fingers find our girl's chin, tilting her face towards him and away from me. He pulls her in, their lips meeting in a tender kiss.

He deepens the kiss, leaning her back on the couch as he hovers above her. She moans, the sound traveling straight to my cock. Our little virgin is such an eager girl. My brother’s hand moves to cup her breast, his fingers flicking her peaked nipple. Fuck me. Her palm splays against his hard stomach and heat licks up my spine as I watch them. My eyes rake slowly over their entangled forms up to their faces. Charlie’s eyes are screwed shut, but when I meet the heat of Derek’s gaze pointed at me, he winks.

Motherfucker .

Dropping the wood beside the fireplace, I see my little bird jump in my periphery.

“Sorry to interrupt,” I grumble before stomping across the room and sinking down on the couch next to Charlie. She shifts, creating space between Derek and herself. The move brings her closer to me, her thigh brushing my hand as she turns to face me.

“You’re never interrupting,” she purrs, her lithe fingers interlacing with mine.

She’s everything I’ve never wanted before–soft, sweet, sensitive. Usually, I like more fire in my partners. There’s something about the fight and hard edges; I think that’s what drew me into being with men in the first place. But even so, every time this girl’s in my proximity, I can’t help the possessive urge to feel her that takes hold of me. I don’t just want to fuck her, I want to own her.

“This movie is boring,” Derek mutters as he pushes to stand, stalking towards the entertainment center. He grumbles to himself as he rifles through the DVDs. I can’t wait to return to civilization and explain to him that no one watches DVDs anymore. He’s gonna hate it.

Glancing down, Charlie’s delicate little fingers have slipped from mine, slowly walking their way up my thigh. Naughty little birdie.

Hooking a finger under her chin, I tilt her face towards mine and stare at my sweet little captive. Lust swirls in her blue eyes. It looks as if she’s as eager for me as I am for her. Threading my fingers into her hair, I pull her into me, pressing a kiss against her soft lips. She tastes like vanilla. “Such a desperate little slut for us, aren’t you?” I murmur against her mouth.

Her fingers find the outline of my hardening cock and start to trace it absentmindedly.

“Were you this much of a slut for Kit, little bird?” I hiss as her fingers curl around my waistband.

“No,” she replies, her voice a soft and needy whisper as she attempts to work my pants open with one hand. “Just you guys. I’ve never…”

“Never what, Charlie?” I rasp, helping her unbutton my fly.

Her warm fingers dip behind my boxers and curl around my length. Her hands starts to slide up and down as she looks up at me with a hooded gaze. “You two are the first....” Finding the hoop of my piercing, she gives it a little flick, the motion causing me to fully harden beneath her touch. “The first boys I’ve ever really done anything with.”

Her words snap something in me. She's mine—ours . Ours to possess, ours to corrupt, ours to share. Just as I’m about to lay her down and fuck her on the couch, Derek flops back down on the cushions beside us. His strong fingers surround her wrist as he pulls her from me and helps her to stand. I growl at his interruption.

He ignores me and spins her towards us. “Strip, bunny,” he commands in a tone that I know means he’s up to something.

“What?” Her eyes widen as if he’s asked her to do something outlandish.

“You heard me, bunny. Stand and strip for your men.”

She reluctantly obeys, knowing full well that she’s going to end up naked either way. She chooses to remove her clothes the easy way, hooking her thumbs in her tied-up sweats and sliding them down her creamy thighs. As she straightens, she tugs her cami off over her head, exposing her beautiful breasts. They’re pale and perky with little pink nipples raised and ready. Our initials carved into her flesh are healing nicely, the red marks sending a thrilling pulse of possessiveness straight to my balls. I give my aching cock a squeeze as she stands naked and needy before us.

Derek’s face splits in a smirk as he aims the remote at the television and hits play. The screen flickers to life behind my little bird’s profile. On screen, a busty blonde opens the door to two masked men who shove their way in and chase her through the house.

“Come sit, little bunny,” Derek coos as he pats the empty seat between us. I shift my gaze to watch as he pulls out his thickening cock. The sight of his hard, veiny length has me salivating, and when he starts to stroke it, I almost lose my shit. I’m just as desperate to taste him as I am to fuck Charlie. I drag my gaze up his hard abs to his chiseled jaw, and when I meet his hazel orbs, I know he knows I was checking him out. He winks, embarrassment heating my cheeks as I look away quickly.

Charlie flops down between us, her naked body glowing in the firelight. Derek lifts Charlie’s legs, hooking one of her knees over his thigh and the other over mine. Our girl is now spread wide open between us, her pussy waiting to be played with.

“Are you horny, bunny,” he whispers, leaning into her ear and softly stroking up and down her thigh. “Do you want us to play with you?”

I can see her nipples tighten, her thigh muscles tensing slightly, her pupils dilating as she slowly bobs her head up and down in a nod. She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, stifling a moan as Derek’s fingers lightly run up and down her inner thigh.

“My brother and I need someone we can share,” Derek muses, his fingers trailing over Charlie’s pussy, a single knuckle raking lightly across the outside of her folds. “Do you think you could be a good girl for both of us?”

Her eyes dart between the two of us, uncertain of his question. Derek parts her wet cunt with his thick digits and starts to strum her clit. Our little captive arches her back, mouth rounding in an ‘O’ shape as the sweetest sound escapes them.

Fucking christ.

My dick is painfully hard at this point, desperate for relief. Fisting my cock, I start to stroke myself, a bead of precum glistening on the tip.

“Here’s what you’re going to do, bunny,” Derek states, his fingers continuing to strum her needy clit. “You’re going to be a good girl, get both our dicks wet with your naughty little mouth, and then you’re going to jack both me and my little brother off while we play with this virgin cunt.”

Punctuating his words, he slaps her soaked center, and she yelps and tries to pull away. But I’m quick to reach out, my hand digging bruisingly into her pale skin. I reach my fingers up to her pussy, finding her clit and pinching it roughly. She shrieks and squirms, but she can’t deny how wet her pussy is right now.

Derek wraps a hand in Charlie’s hair, jerking her roughly by her blonde tresses and shoving her face toward his throbbing cock. He doesn’t seem to give a shit that she’s bent at an awkward angle–he just shoves his dick down her throat roughly.

I watch as her hands fly around as she chokes on his length. He ratchets her back, drool and spit stringing down her chin as tears slide down her cheeks. A devious smile spreads across his lips as he forces her back down, using her face to chase his release.

“That’s it baby girl, just like that,” he rasps, his head lolling back as she lets him use her.

My hand tightens around my shaft, working over my length as I watch her take every inch he feeds her.

As roughly as he pulled her onto him, he rips her off. Hand still gripping her hair, he spins her around so she’s looking at me. She looks fucking gorgeous like this, tears making her beautiful blue eyes glisten before they trail down her flushed cheeks.

“Now take care of my baby brother,” Derek instructs as he grins at me.

Lowering her head to my lap, her soft lips surround my cockhead and caress it lightly. Her sweet tongue flicks my piercing, pulling a feral growl from me. Derek uses his hold to push her down my length, his heated gaze searing into me. He uses her, pushing and pulling her warm wetness against my hard shaft as he stares straight into my eyes, lust lacing his irises.

“Fuck!” I grit out as her tongue massages my shaft.

Stealing her warmth away from me, Derek rips her back to her position between us. Charlie is flushed and her chest heaves. Taking one of her delicate little hands in his giant palm, Derek guides her to his cock. I follow suit, bringing her other hand back to curl around me.

“That’s it, birdie,” my brother praises, “Jack off both your men while you ride our fingers like the desperate slut we know you are.”

Charlie’s hands begin to move, stroking us both in tandem. Heat swirls in my core as her sweet little fingers slide up and down my slickened length, knowing she’s doing the same to my brother. I close my eyes and revel in the pleasure she’s pulling from me as the salacious sounds of our panting breaths mix together into a symphony of needy desperation.

“Good girl, little bird,” I pant between moans of pleasure.

“Touch her, brother,” Derek commands, his low tone snapping my attention to him. He shifts his eyes down, directing my focus to Charlie’s dripping cunt. He’s got two fingers shoved deep inside her, pumping them in and out of our sweet little captive. “Rub her clit,” he instructs. “She needs your fingers.”

I can’t deny either of them. Moving my hand to her core, my fingers trail through her wetness. Shes fucking drenched . Finding the bundle of nerves at her apex, I strum softly at first. She responds with a soft moan that travels straight to my tightening balls. Fuck, this girl does things to me.

“You like that, little bird?” I rub faster, and Derek matches my pace, fucking her tight hole harder. “Are you going to be our good girl and come all over our hands?”

“Yes!” she screams, throwing her head back.

“She’s so close, brother. Don’t stop,” Derek commands unnecessarily. I wouldn’t dare stop right now. I’m desperate to watch her fall over the edge.

“Fuck!” Charlie yells, her hips bucking off the couch as she chases her release.

“Come for us, bunny. Be our good girl and show your captives how much you like being used.”

Charlie immediately obeys, her entire body going rigid as she screams out in ecstasy. Her wild pleasure is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Suddenly, wetness squirts from her as she moans and screams. Her release sprays my hand and arm.

“Fuck baby, yes ,” Derek moans while watching her with fiery intensity. “Cover your men in your release, our slutty little virgin.”

I’ve never had a girl squirt before, and fuck me , it’s fucking incredible. Watching her release cover us is a whole new level of pleasure. Derek removes his hands from inside her and brings his cum-coated fingers to my mouth. I pause, eyeing him dubiously, before sticking out my tongue and licking them clean. Fuck . She tastes like fucking heaven.

With a feral growl, Derek pulls his fingers from my mouth and hauls me up to my feet as we loom over our girl. Ragged breaths saw from her lungs, body slumping against the couch as she starts to come down from her orgasm. Derek pumps himself once, twice, and then erupts. White strings of cum shoot across Charlie’s flushed face and tits.

Goddamnit, what a fucking sight. The way she’s covered in our markings and Derek’s cum is my undoing.

My balls start to tighten, my motions quickening as I’m desperate to paint her in my cum, too. My thigh spasms, my release rocketing through me and my cum coating her skin.

“Look at you,” Derek pants, a sated look etching his face. “Such a dirty girl, bunny. First you cover us in your cum, then you take all of ours. Such a dirty little slut.”

Our dirty little slut . And I’m definitely not letting her go.