The movie stops and I turn to Declan, but before I say anything, there’s a new scene. It’s me again, with Cas’s head between my parted legs. My stomach rolls and breasts are on display as he grips my thighs. I look wanton and sexy. My reaction shocks me.
Slurping sounds from Cas licking the cum overpower the room and then the camera zooms in to show the cum covering his lips oozing from my center.
He lifts his head and smiles at the camera. His face is covered in cum and blood. He looks whimsical and homicidal. “I’m gonna have this for dessert every night for the rest of my life.”
Epilogue
Noelle (Two Years Later)
There’s something both dangerous and safe about the forest. As I stand here, surrounded by the tall elms, evergreens and ferns, I’m reminded of the massive world and my insignificance within it.
I shut my eyes and take in a deep breath before the rustling of the fall leaves alert me to the fact that I’m not alone. The element of danger peering around every corner.
Another snap. This time a twig. As the sounds get closer and closer, I do the only thing I can; I run.
Two powerful arms grab my waist and hoist me in the air as I peer behind me. I turn my face and Cas is smirking at me. I still don’t know how these men can lift me, as if I weigh nothing more than a nine-pound baby.
“Where are you running off to, Sunshine?”
My foot kicks out, and I nail him in the shin. He immediately drops me and swears profanities. I fight the urge to make sure he’s okay, but I also know that’s not part of the game. The hunt is on. So, once again, I run.
I make it a few steps before an arm wraps around my throat and I’m slammed down on the forest floor.
“You had a good run, Snow, but you already know that the big bad wolves always catch their prey.”
I squint my eyes and glare up at three pairs of predatory eyes. Green, blue and gray. “Did you have to slam me so damn hard? I’m going to have bruises all along my back.”
Declan bends down, gripping my hair with such strength that I’m forced to move where he wants. “Sweet Eve, bruises on your back won’t be the only thing you’re worried about. I haven’t been able to fuck you for eight weeks.”
I’m on my knees, peering up at their naked forms. Declan releases my hair and unzips his pants, revealing his cock. There, on over nine inches of rock hard cock, is Declan’s new piercing. A collection of Frenum piercings all lined up in a row appearing like a ladder.
“I tried it out already , Sunshine. It’s like going from a Honda to a Ferrari.”
I glare at Cas, a little envious that he got to sample the goods before me. So envious that I bolt.
“Oh, little Eve, you’re in for it now.”
Joy bubbles within me as I run past the tree, the three men I love more than anything hot at my heels.
I’m just about to reach the clearing when an arm wraps around my shoulder and pulls me back into the woods, pushing me up against a tree. “Where do you think you’re going, my pretty little slut? We’re not finished playing with you yet.”
I’m about to speak when I’m rendered speechless by Lorne’s fingers invading my pussy. “Such a good girl. Always, so wet and ready for us.”
He grips my throat and pushes me down to the ground before slapping my face with his cock. “Open wide, Sis.”
My mouth opens on his command and he glides his cock along my lips. A merciless tease. I lean forward to capture him in my mouth, but he steps back, slapping me in the face with the head of his dick. “Such a perfect whore. You want your big brother’s cock, don’t you, my pretty little slut?”
“Yes,” I plead.
Lorne smiles and backs away. “Let me see you crawl in the dirt, like a pathetic whore. Show me how badly you want to choke on your brother’s dick.”
The thrill of the degrading act fuels me. With my hands and knees grounded in the dirt, I move one limb at a time until I’m in front of his cock. Lips parted and panting for a taste.
Lorne laughs as he bends down. “Such a good girl. You ready for your big brother to give you a tasty treat?”
Dampness floods my center with every demeaning act. I nod my head and his jaw ticks. The humor is gone, replaced by something else; something darker. He grips my hair, tugging my head back, and spits directly in my open and waiting mouth. “What did I tell you about nodding, Snow?”
When I don’t answer, he yanks my hair harder. “I asked you a question, little sister. You ready for your big brother to give you a treat?.”