by Starr, Maia
With four men worshipping me, I was on cloud nine, and eager for whatever it was they wanted to do next. Weston broke his kiss with me, and Malick lifted me from the ground, carrying me toward the center of the hut where we had a makeshift fur mattress. Malick gently placed me on my back and held his hand up.
“Wait and watch, Weston, and I will move first,” Malick said in a dominant and hushed tone. Weston dropped to his knees, slipping his hard cock free and proceeding to fondle himself as he watched Malick remove first my shirt, and then my shorts in a quick motion. James and Cree stood at the edge of the furs; their eyes, dark with lust and need, were intently rested upon my now totally nude body. I blushed slightly, feeling a sudden wave of shyness flood over my body. Cree smiled and shook his head as he noticed it.
“Shh, you’re beautiful,” he said. I smiled and looked up to see Malick offering me his hand.
“On your knees, princess,” he ordered. Weston walked around to the back of me and sat cross-legged upon the mattress. His hands came upward to caress my breasts, and he pulled my back into his chest, kissing against the side of my face and neck as he readied himself for the entry. I gasped, feeling the fullness of him as it rested at the edge of my glistening slit. There was only so much keeping him from taking me, and I could no longer contain my need.
“Please,” I whimpered, begging him to bring me to the abyss of climax with him as my primary ride. I chuckled at my thoughts, and Weston needed no more encouragement. With one quick thrust of his hips, he impaled me upon his throbbing cock, and I cried out as I felt my body stretching to adjust to his size. He continued to kiss against my neck, and Malick knelt to capture one of my breasts between his teeth; he flicked his tongue across it, and Weston removed himself from my body, only to provide Malick the opportunity to fill the void he had left behind.
As Malick slipped his cock into my body, I felt Weston adjust my bum, and seconds later I could feel his thick shaft as it entered me. With each of them in either hole now, they both cradled me and began to lift me with their arms, each of them pumping themselves into my body with every forward motion. My moans slid from my lips as I felt the both of them pushing me to ecstasy, thrust after thrust. I opened my eyes to peer at James and Cree, who were both on their knees now, stroking themselves as they watched Malick and Weston double penetrate me. Malick waved a hand toward Cree.
“Come over here and get yourself ready,” he ordered. Cree didn’t say a word, he stood up and walked over to me, looking down at my face and gaping lips. I trailed my tongue out and parted them further hoping he would understand the cue. He did, slipping his cock past my lips. I encircled the tip of his shaft and began to twirl my tongue around it, suckling harder and faster with each forward and backward thrust that Weston and Malick gave. Suddenly, Cree’s abdominal muscles began to clench, and I cupped his balls to massage them gently as I felt his orgasm approaching. Cree had his own ideas, though and pulled his cock from my mouth to squirt shot after shot of warm and sticky pearls across my lips and cheeks. He smiled and leaned forward, smearing his cum across my lower lip before he leaned forward, biting into my lip and kissing me deeply. I could taste only the tiniest amount of salt, and though there was no iron aftertaste, I knew Cree had drawn blood, and I also knew why. He winked at me and moved out of the way as James came to stand in his place. He shook his head.
“No, I’ve got other things in mind,” he said, as Malick threw his head back and cried out in pleasure. I felt the warm spilling of his cum as it flooded my inner walls, and my own orgasm came in waves, quaking through me so fiercely that Weston began to pump harder and harder into me, as if he wanted us both to cum in unison, and his motions were just the needed thing to push me over the brink. My body began to clench all around him and Malick, and I shuddered as Weston held me tightly against himself, moaning as his orgasm overcame him. I sighed, intoxicated from the bliss of it all, but James had still not yet gotten his.
Malick slipped from my body, and James knelt down in his place, lifting my legs as Weston slipped from behind me and placed my ass to rest atop the furs. I laid back against them with my legs on either side of James’ shoulders and peered out at him longingly. He grinned, lifting my legs higher and gently easing himself into my body with one forward thrust. He filled me to the hilt and then pulled himself from me. I looked up at him in shock and disappointment, but James was nowhere near finished. He turned me over and commanded me, “On all fours, and arch your back.” I did as he asked me to, my hands splaying outward before me, and arching my back like a cat, I looked back at him from over my shoulder, tendrils of messy hair curtaining my eyes as I peeked through to see his face. James grinned and slammed his cock into my body in a quick motion, the slickening folds of my slit enveloping him tightly as he began to gyrate into my hips. His eyes met with mine, and I watched him as he thrust himself in and out of my body, each movement bringing a gasp or a moan from my quivering lips.
“Please, more,” I groaned, proceeding to gyrate my hips into his pelvis every time he thrust forward, and when he retracted, I slipped downward, inching my ass closer to him so I could continue to feel the hardness of his cock massaging my inner walls. He didn’t say a word, but he most certainly provided what a lady wanted, his fingers digging into my hips as he held me in place, quickening his pace as he drew closer to climax. He lowered his head and sucked in his lip, and I scooted backward, arching my back and using my hips to compel him to continue thrusting. James’ body began to slow slightly, and I could tell he was only moments from cumming, his body tensing up with each hurried movement. Finally, James could no longer contain it, and he leaned forward, resting his chest against my back as he finally released his seed into my body. His breathing was jagged, and I could feel his heart beating wildly against my skin. He lifted his head and pressed his lips to the center of my back, pulling himself free and then reaching forward to cradle me in his lap affectionately. He smiled as I lifted my head to peer up at him, and the other three men crawled forward, each resting their head as close to me as possible, and like a pack of puppies, we all drifted off to sleep, peaceful and content just as we were.
Chapter Twenty
Cree
We were all such lucky men, and I knew it, but though we were sharing her, we still vied for a little of Hailey’s undivided attention. The other guys had finally given me some time to spend alone with Hailey, and I was ready to eat it up, spoiling her with some special concoctions while they were off gathering more meat to cook with. It was an odd place to be, performing domestics for everyone, but it also meant that I got the privilege of being left at home with Hailey and not having any other distractions. A welcome blessing, of course. She and I decided to start the day off with a brisk swim in the brook, and I was happily laughing and splashing her, having grown complacent and comfortable at our new resort.
“Oh, you are such a jerk!” Hailey said, laughter emitting from her as I splashed her in the face for the fourth time. I chuckled and swam to the other side quickly and leapt out of the water.
“What are you going to do about it?” I asked her. I knew she was a little afraid of the depth of the waters on that side and figured she would make fun of me for taking off in the direction that she wouldn’t go in. Much to my surprise, however, she did the exact opposite, diving beneath the surface of the water for several minutes and popping up at the water’s edge, just inches from where I stood. She grinned fiendishly, slipping her hands around my ankles and pulling me toward her quickly. Bested, I fell into the water and popped up, shaking my head and looking back at her.
“Hey, now that wasn’t very nice!” I said, pursing my lips.
“Neither was splashing me four times in the face!” she said, “You know how karma is; what goes around, it comes around, Cree,” she said chuckling at me. Suddenly, the sound of a cracking branch caught Hailey’s attention, and she turned to peer at the tree line just behind us both. “What was that?” she asked worriedly. I turned around and wa
tched as a group of men emerged from the trees.
“Well, look at what we’ve just stumbled on,” the first one, a dark-haired taller man with five o’clock shadow seethed, his eyes falling upon Hailey first and then zeroing in on me. I swam past Hailey and pushed her behind me.
“Run, get out, and get as far as you can, now!” I ordered. The man snickered and nodded towards the two on either side of him.
“Get the girl; I’ll deal with this one,” he hissed, cracking his knuckles as he awaited my exit from the water. I found my way to the bank and pulled myself upward, balling up my fist and sending a punch straight for the guy’s mouth, but I miscalculated, missing completely as he side-stepped me and I fell to the ground. Hailey’s cries and screams echoed behind me, and I turned to stand up again, feeling the force of the guy above me as his fist slammed into my left kidney with full force. I winced, closing my eyes and grabbing for his leg to pull him down to my level, but that didn’t work either. Instead, he came crashing down atop me, his fist landing another blow to the back of my head as he made contact with my body and the ground. I wasn’t about to give up protecting Hailey, though, and rolled to the side, lifting my foot into the air to kick into his chin with all of my force. He fell backward, spitting out a tooth and blood into his hand as he looked down at me. I scrambled to get up on my feet and growled, running full force ahead into him and slamming him to the ground while I still had the chance. He fell backward, kneeling slightly to avoid falling to the ground at full force and uppercut me in the stomach with one heavy punch to the gut.
I could feel the air expelling my lungs, and then everything began to swirl as I fell to the ground like a pile of rocks, the world turning black around me, the last thing I saw being Hailey’s shocked and horrified face as the two other men carted her away. The man above me gave me a final kick, I could feel the searing pain of it as his boot met with my ribcage, and I knew as my body finally passed out that I had a broken rib and a ruptured kidney, if not worse. In fact, I might have been dying, and I had no way to let anyone else know or any idea if I would ever be found. As I fell into unconsciousness, a while light tunnel seemed to open up to me, and in it, I saw the beautiful face of Hailey Valdez and wondered if angels might actually exist, and if I, despite how brief it may have been, had been lucky enough to be loved by one of them.
I woke up a few hours later feeling like death had run me down with a full-size truck. Everything ached everywhere, and it was already nearing dark. There was no evidence of Hailey anywhere as far as I could see, but I could hear the sounds of people near the hut. I hollered out, hoping it was the guys and not the wolves that had taken Hailey away.
“Help!” I cried out, “Is anyone out there?” I continued. The bushes rustled slightly, and James emerged from them with a shocked expression.
“What the hell happened?” he asked me. “Where’s Hailey?” I hissed, gathering up the courage to speak about what I could remember.
“Wolves. Hailey and I were having a swim, and they came,” I had to hesitate in speech because of the stinging pain my ribs were causing me, wincing as I once again forced myself to continue, “I fought the one. There were three, but he was too big, too strong, too…” I trailed my words, feeling like I had failed at the one thing I was supposed to have been doing: protecting Hailey. James took a look at me and shook his head.
“Don’t talk; you’re hurt bad. Let me get Weston and Malick to help,” he said, “Guys, guys get over here!” he yelled, and in moments the two of them came walking through the brush. Weston’s face turned angry, and Malick growled as he sniffed the air.
“Where the fuck did they take her?” he asked, not missing a moment to demand her whereabouts. James shook his head.
“Cree can’t tell us much. He’s hurt badly, but he said it was three wolves,” James explained to him. Weston sneered.
“I can still smell their vile asses. We could head them off,” he said. I shook my head.
“No, it’s been hours now. They’re probably long gone,” I said. I knew that the rest of the guys would stop at nothing to help Hailey, but I was far out of the game, and though I willed to help her however possible, I also knew I was a liability that they didn’t need to have, “Just help me get to the hut and leave me. Go find her, however you need to,” I muttered. James shook his head.
“No, Hailey will be devastated if anything else happens to you. I’ll see to your care,” he said sternly. Weston nodded.
“I agree, James can stay here and help nurse you back to health, and Malick and I can go try to find her,” Weston said, “It seems like the best plan right now. You definitely need some recuperation time.” I sighed.
“I fucked up,” I looked down at the ground and shook my head, wincing yet again as my ribs began to throb achingly.
“No, we shouldn’t have let you alone with Hailey. We should have gone two at camp at all times and two out,” Weston said, realizing the mistake he had made. I shook my head.
“No, I should have been paying more attention to my surroundings instead of flirting with her all morning,” I said somberly.
“The way I see it, you both need to shut the hell up about what is or was or could have been and accept that you both fucked up. We all fucked up.” Malick said, “So now, how are we going to fix the fuck up before it fucks Hailey up even more?” he asked. I sighed, Malick may have come from a darker and more dominant clan, but there was a lot of wisdom in his head, and I felt like maybe, just maybe, he might be the one for me to follow after.
“Thanks, buddy,” Weston said, “I know I’m the alpha, and I should be the most responsible, but even alphas can fuck up,” he said, accepting his own mistakes as a true leader would.
Chapter Twenty-One
Hailey
Terror is something that you think you understand, but you never fully grasp what it feels like until the weight of it is pressing upon you like a giant boulder, pressing your back into the ground and slowly extracting the air from your lungs. It was excruciating and painful, debilitating in ways that you never fully imagine. It is true your legs become like jelly, and you grow weak at the knees when it seizes high in your chest, squeezing the center of your heart like an eagle with a fish gripped between its mighty talons. That was exactly how I felt: helpless, trapped with no possible solution or alternative for escape as far as I could see it. I knew that eventually the three other men would come back to the hut and see it abandoned, but who knew how many hours and what horrific things I would be forced to endure in the meantime.
I worried, a rock-hard ball having formed in the pit of my stomach, at whether or not Cree was dead or only terribly injured. Again, this was only more torment to my already reeling mind, and so thinking about it was making my sense of alarm go off like a shrieking siren through the night. I wanted to scream. I had cried and cried, but my voice was nowhere to be found. That was probably due to the amount of hollering and fighting I had done in an effort not to be taken. You never realize how strong you are until you are forced to fight for your freedom.
After being dragged away from my slice of paradise and watching the hell get beaten out of Cree, I didn’t know what to expect, and eventually, I fell unconscious only to awake to yet another nightmare. I lifted my head, which ached incredibly, and found both of my hands were completely numb. It didn’t take me too long to figure out why. I extended my fingers and felt the biting pressure of rope as it burnt into my wrists. I wasn’t getting out of there without some assistance, that was for damned sure.
“Shit,” I muttered, and looking around my surroundings I found myself bound and left to my lonesome in the middle of a run-down shack that looked like it hadn’t been used in well over sixty years. I knew from the look of things through the cracks in the wood that I was still on the island somewhere not too far away. Bits and pieces of what had happened began to flash in my head, and I recalled that I had been taken by three wolves, snatched right from the safety of a happy afternoon. I shook my hea
d slightly; they had seated me on a high-back wooden chair and tied each of my limbs to it to keep me in place. I was a little surprised that they didn’t gag me as well, but I figured we were far enough out that my screams would fall upon deaf ears.
I heard the door rustling, and suddenly the five o’clock shadow, dark, dominant, and deadly bastard who had beaten Cree to a pulp waltzed into the shack. He grinned upon seeing me awake and began to rub at the stubble on his chin. I lifted my head in defiance as he began to speak to me.
“Well, look who has woken. Do you know what we are going to do with you, precious raven-haired beauty?” he asked me, his eyes burning into mine with an intensity I wasn’t sure to read as desirous or malicious, but in either case, all of his attention was settled entirely upon me, and I didn’t think I liked the way he called me beauty one bit.
“I’m not your beauty. I’m claimed,” I stated, my stare turning as intense as the one he projected at me.
“Oh, but you are now, and you will do exactly what we want. I’d hate to force you to obey like a good little bitch,” he hissed, as he knelt down to look me in the face. “You will comply to my every will and command, and if you don’t, well, let’s not talk about how badly that will go for you. I’d rather you just made it easy and do your tricks,” he snickered, his breath hitting me in the face like a putrid cloud of smoke. It was all I could do not to vomit at the stench of it. I shook my head, turning my face away from his and coughed.
