Page 22 of Apricity
Two down, one to go…
“Get her Hawk!”
I shouldn’t have turned around. Hawk must have been playing with me the entire time because he puts his ass in turbo mode, chasing me down like a damn linebacker coming in for a takedown. I don’t stand a chance. He barrels into me from my right side, grasping around my waist before turning and falling on his back, protecting me from the fall but spraying mud everywhere as we land.
I try to squirm out of his hold but Jax is right there, climbing on top of me, while Hawk twists his legs around mine, splaying them out and opening me up for his friend to fit right in between them. Jax boxes us in, his strong arms bracketing both of our heads as he leans down, rubbing his mud-caked face all over mine. I reach my hands up to push him out of the way and wipe it off but Hawk wraps his arms around my biceps, pinning mine to my sides as Jax has his way with me.
“What’s wrong, baby doll? Can’t get up?” Jax asks with a wicked smile, knowing they’ve won and relishing in the fact.
Cole saunters up to the three of us, observing our pretzeled forms. Even with the absurd way the mud makes his auburn hair stand on end, he's the epitome of dark matter.His voice, soft, cool…villainous. “Aww, what a pity. No more running. No more escape.” I can’t see much with my face covered in mud, but I can see enough that I almost want to punch the fake pout right off Cole’s gorgeous face. He crouches down on his heels next to my head, wiping some of the mud from my eyes so I can see better. “What ever shall we do with our catch, boys?” He tilts his head the other way, licking his lips. “Wewerehunting for dinner. And I must say, after that chase…" He inhales roughly. "I’m famished.”
“I could eat,” Hawk rasps out from beneath me, his legs spreading mine further allowing Jax to rock his hips into my core.
“Oh fuck…,” I whimper at the feel of his length on me. Even through both our pants I can feel him, hard, ready and ravenous.
“Mmmm, I’m feeling particularly hungry right now. And would you look at that, my favorite meal is right here, on display for us.” Jax tucks his head, pushing both my hoodie and shirt up with his nose, licking my stomach and chest before stopping at my breasts. I look down at his smirking face and see him wink before he dives in and bites my nipple like a fucking carnivore.
“Aaaaah!”
He pulls off with a smile before lapping at it, kissing away the pain with his perfect mouth.
“Ooh, I love it when you scream, sweetheart. Spurring us on. Our little bunny, caught by three hungry wolves.” Hawk arches his hips under me. It's his hot breath caressing my neck, not the cold of being outside in the rain, that causes goosebumps to flutter up and down my skin.
“Let’s fix that before we attract more predators to our little banquet, shall we?” Cole suggests, licking over my mouth, cheek to cheek before placing his hand over my face, pinching my cheeks together with his fingers.
I can’t move. I can’t speak. I can’t seem to do anything to fight my way out of this. But I'm also finding I don't really want to.
Jax takes advantage of my paralysis and latches onto my nipple again, pulling on it with just enough pain to shoot wild sparks directly to my pussy, causing me to undulate under him, aching to be taken. To be filled. Something.Anything.
“Can’t fight us off, eh baby? Well then, that’s something we’ll have to fix when we get back. Teach our girl how to get out of such… predicaments.” Jax looks down between our twined bodies, his hardness unmistakable. He licks his lips as a groan releases from his chest. “From the looks of it, I like the fight… and the chase. Might as well train you to prolong the fun.” His eyes drag up my body before connecting with mine, rocking his hips into me again. “What do you say, baby? I trained you with weapons. Want us to train you to fight? To use your body to break a man down?”
Hawk grunts from under me. “I think she’s pretty fluent as to how to use her body, Jax." He stretches his arms to my hips, attempting to hold them still. "Fuck, sweetheart, keep moving like that and I’ll break for you on command,” Hawk rasps between his teeth, his head thrown back in the mud, not caring about the filth getting in his hair.
*GRRRRRRRRRR*
Pulling his hand free, Cole releases my mouth and stands, checking on what spooked Sadie. I’m sure the visual he has is giving him all kinds of ideas for future naughty time. I know this, because I’m thinking the same things. He smiles down at our entangled forms before walking off to the left, away from our immediate sight. Jax rocks his hips into my core again and I can’t keep it in any more. I moan, long and loud, earning a smile from Jax as he continues tormenting my throbbing pussy.
*SQUELCH*
Hawk, Jax and I look to the left, just as one of the infected falls within arm's reach of us. The body crumples to the ground in a heap of blood, puss and various gooey bits. The stench, absolutely horrendous up close. How did we not smell that? Did the mud hide the smell? Is that possible? Unbothered, Cole stands behind the already decaying corpse, his balaclava covering his face, and wipes his knife on his pant leg.
“Fucking cocksucker! How the hell did we let it get so close?” Jax stands, pulls on his own face covering, and begins pacing back and forth, shaking his head at the scene. "Really fucking miss having a perimeter fence. Goddamn illusion of safety swaddled in our complacency over here."
Sadie, completely covered in dirt and mud from digging, makes a beeline to Jax and does her best trying to calm him as she trots at his side, nudging his hand occasionally with her nose. Even though it seems to only do so much, a little is enough to pull him back from his impending spiral and have his shoulders lowering, the tension in his eyes dissipating. “Good girl, Sadie. Good girl.”Jax pats her head while looking all around us, probably searching for the next intruder.
“Where the fuck did that come from?!” Hawk gapes at the vacant eyes staring back at us as he lifts me off him. It seemed to have caught all of us off guard. Well, all except for Sadie and Cole. The thought is sobering as we stare down at the rotting corpse not four feet away from where we were screwing around.
“Probably from the same place they all came from- the lower levels of Hell on this earth. Unfortunately for them, we’re from a darker part of Hell,” Cole says.
“Ain’t that the fucking truth.” Jax claps him on his shoulder, muttering a quietthank youbefore jerking his chin back in the direction of the cabin. “We should probably get back. If there’s one there might be others, and we don’t need to be caught out here with our pants down around our ankles if more decide to crash the party.”
Chapter 14
Cole
“Coffee’s up.”
Took a little bit longer than usual with the lack of electricity but I’ll be damned if there isn’t coffee made every morning for each of us. We’re limited on what we can do, but we’re nothing if not adaptable. I ended up using a tea kettle to steep the coffee grounds then placed a paper filter into each mug to strain out all the gritty bits. Wham bam, thank you ma’am. Coffee.
