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  And I nodded.

  I wanted this. I wanted him — them — to have all of me.

  “I’ve been so bad, daddy,” I whispered. “Please fuck my ass?”

  Wilder groaned, pressing in and adding pressure. I shivered, forcing myself to relax as his thick, throbbing cock head pressed into me. Slowly, ever so slowly, the enormous head slipped inside my ring, making me cry out as he popped inside. I groaned deeply, feeling so fucking dirty as his big dick slowly pried open my ass.

  “Fuck, Kenzie,” Wilder groaned, his hands tight on my skin as he gripped my hips and pushed his cock into me. “So fucking tight,” he hissed.

  I whimpered, pushing back and feeling him slide another few inches into my ass.

  “You like my ass, daddy?” I whimpered, my face pressed into the sheets and my back arched as I pushed back into him.

  He only growled and pushed forward, burying the last few inches of his big cock deep in my ass. I moaned deeply, feeling so full and feeling the pleasure roar through me as he took my ass. He pulled back, keeping the throbbing head inside and letting me miss his size before he slowly filled me up all over again. I could feel his heavy balls resting against my pussy, and when he reached under me and started to tease my clit, I melted for him.

  Wilder kept one hand on the small of my back as he started fuck my tight little ass — driving into me with deep, slow strokes and letting it build and build. I screamed in pleasure, arching into him and clawing at the sheets as my big, powerful, gorgeous guardian fucked my ass like it was his to claim.

  His fingers teased over my pussy, making my arousal drip down his hand and my thighs. He drove into me harder, and deeper, making me feel every inch of him. We moved faster, and faster, his big cock claiming my little ass until I was whimpering and moaning and begging for him to fuck me harder.

  The first orgasm hit me totally by surprise, coming out of nowhere and making me scream as the climax erupted through me. My ass clenched tight around him, making him groan as he gripped my hips tight and drove so deep into me.

  “You like daddy’s cock nice and deep in your ass, you bad little girl?”

  “Yes!” I moaned, pushing back to meet his thrust and writhing under him. My face pressed into the bed, my teeth biting at the sheets as my body trembled and shook for him. He drove in harder, his balls slapping my pussy on every thrust. His hand slid into my hair, tugging on it enough to make me scream in pleasure as his beautiful cock fucked my ass again and again, until the whole world blurred around me.

  “Take my cum, princess,” he groaned, his hips slamming into mine as his thumb brushed my clit again and again. “Take my cum deep in your naughty little ass.”

  His fingers rubbed my clit hard and as he drove balls-deep inside of me, I let go all over again.

  I screamed his name as I came again, my whole body tensing up and shattering for him. My ass spasmed and clenched at his thick cock, and when he drove in all the way and roared behind me, I gasped as I felt him throb so deep inside. His hot, sticky cum filled my little ass, pumping rope after thick rope deep inside as the two of us tumbled to the bed.

  Wilder groaned, wrapping me in his arms and pulling me tight to his body, his cock still deep inside of me. I could feel him twitch, a few more hot spurts of his cum emptying inside of me as he stroked my trembling body. I turned my head, and he cupped my jaw as he kissed me fiercely.

  “Linc’s going to be pretty fucking pissed at himself for leaving today,” he chuckled, kissing me slowly.

  I grinned, biting my lip and feeling this new heat they’d kindled in me buzzing through my body.

  “Well, maybe we’ll just have to do that again when he gets back?”

  Wilder growled and pulled me tight. “Good girl.”

  16

  Mackenzie

  A week later, and it felt like I’d somehow won the life lottery. I had two men who adored me, and doted on me, and made me feel like a freaking princess every single day. And somehow, it worked. The three of us were a team, and there wasn’t any sort of macho jealousy between Lincoln and Wilder, which I’d been worried about. After all, they were best friends, and had been since way before me.

  The last thing I’d ever want is to be the end of that.

  But, there was none of that. We laughed, we went out on walks together, we cooked dinner together. And mostly, we fucked — a lot.

  Sometimes it was both, other times it was just one of them. And it wasn’t always this epic screw-fest either. Sometimes, it was just something small. But somehow, even those small little encounters made my toes curl and my whole body tremble with pleasure, especially when they made it as hot as they did.

  For instance, I’d loudly barged into Wilder’s office while he was on a business call. I’d quickly gone to scamper off, but he’d held my gaze with a firm glare and beckoned me. Then, with his phone muted, he’d told me to get under his desk, take out his cock, and show me how a good girl apologized for being so rude.

  …I’d done so gladly, touching myself under my panties as I’d sucked his big cock under his desk while he’d finished his call.

  Another time, Lincoln had caught me totally blowing off the afternoon and watching mindless television instead of working on some of the summer pre-course work I had for the university. I’m not sure how much of a punishment it was to make me sit on his face while he tongued my pussy until I came screaming his name, but I wasn’t going to complain.

  It was gorgeous out as I stepped outside, breathing in the country air and loving that we were so alone out here. Wilder’s estate was way out from town, and he had so much land that you couldn’t even see his closest neighbors. Of course, that would change when Lincoln finished his place over the next hill, but even that would be pretty damn far away.

  The guys were busy, and it was so nice out that I decided a long hike was exactly what I needed. I bent down, lacing up my hiking boots before taking a deep breath and heading into the woods by one of the marked paths on Wilder’s land.

  The woods were quiet, and peaceful and beautiful, and I couldn’t help but smile as I traipsed along. Things were good. Life was good. I’d be going to the school in just a month, but Wilder and Lincoln and I had already discussed me just continuing to live with them. Lincoln was teaching me to drive, since I’d never learned, and Wilder promise that once I wasn’t grinding the gears between “park” and “drive,” I could use anything from his garage to get around.

  And really, the whole thing was perfect. Yes, I’d be annoyed at having to spend most of my day away from them at school, but I knew what I could look forward to every night when I came home. Oh did I know.

  Two perfect, amazing men who’d be ready to pounce on me. Too bad I wasn’t majoring in that.

  I took a side trail that I knew would take me down by the road that led to the gates of the estate. Thinking about the two of them had me aching for them, and I grinned, knowing full well that no matter how busy they were, they were going be pulled away from it the second I got home.

  I stepped out of the woods, biting my lip and grinning in anticipation as I headed for the big iron front gates. I could almost already feel their hands on me, and I could feel the heat throbbing between my thighs as I imagined what they might do to me. I knew they were both “for real” busy with work stuff, and I knew me barging in and teasing them for attention would get their blood running hot.

  …Hopefully hot enough to punish me.

  Then of course, there was the promise they’d made me a few nights before. See, we’d done all sorts of things together so far. They’d both taken my ass, they’d shared me between them. And they’d made me come in ways I’d never even dreamed of, with both of their hard, gorgeous bodies pressing into me.

  But there was one thing we’d never done yet.

  I’d never felt them both fuck me at the same time — one taking my pussy, and the other in my ass. I’d asked shyly, but they’d both been afraid of hurting me, or pushing me too hard. But a few n
ights before, after they’d made me come in the shower with both their mouths on me, I’d pushed for it again.

  And this time, with fire blazing in their eyes, they promised that we would, soon.

  …I was hoping that today might be the “soon.”

  I stepped to the gates and flipped open the security code pad on the wall next to it. I could hear a car approaching, mixing with the sound of the birds and the slight breeze, but I paid it no mind. I knew the code by heart at that point, and I’d started to punch it in, when suddenly, the sound of the car braking sharply behind me caught my attention.

  I whirled, and my jaw dropped.

  The crappy, beat-up white Honda looked like it was held together with duct tape. And I actually knew for a fact that it was, because I knew the car.

  …It was my dad’s.

  My actual, real, biological dad’s. The man who’d basically abandoned me time and time again. I tensed as the engine shut off with a clang, and when the door swung open on rusty hinges, I took a step back.

  “Heeeey there! There she is!”

  His eyes were glazed over, his skin sallow and pale as he leered at me. Behind him, the passenger door swung open and Stephanie, Wilder’s drugged out sister and my dad’s partner in crime, staggered out.

  “Well fuck me, looks like my brother’s living pretty good these days, huh?”

  I said nothing, pursing my lips and taking another step back. My dad glared at me.

  “What, no hug?”

  “What are you doing here?”

  He scowled. “What, I can’t come say hi to my girl?”

  “Not when you’re supposed to be in jail.”

  My dad and Stephanie both snickered.

  “Nah, they let me out!”

  His eyes shifted from side to side. He looked dirty, and his hand came up to scratch his arm in that junky way I recognized from having grown up with one.

  Bullshit.

  “They, uh, they let Steph out too.”

  Stephanie giggled this horrible, screechy laugh like it was some sort of inside joke.

  “So, how’s living with my rich brother?”

  My dad shot a look past the gates.

  “That who’s buying you all those nice clothes? Who bought you that nice—”

  I gasped as he lunged, his arm shooting out and snagging the phone Wilder had got me from my hand as I tried to pull it out of my back pocket.

  “Who bought you this fancy fuckin’ phone?”

  I trembled, taking a step back and shaking my head.

  “Dad, you guys are in jail. What the hell are you doing here?”

  “I told you!” he snapped, his eyes looking wild. “They let us out!”

  Stephanie tittered again. “Oh, yeah, they let us out.”

  Everything about her lame sarcasm said otherwise. I didn’t know how they’d managed to get out, but there they were, and there I was, feeling more and more trapped, without a phone and without any help.

  We stood there for a second or two, my eyes darting between them and them glancing at each other in that sketchy junky way.

  “Why don’t we go for a drive, huh?”

  I shook my head. “No thanks.”

  “What, you don’t want to hang out with your dad?”

  “No,” I spat. “I don’t.”

  My dad’s eyes narrowed. “Get in the car, Mackenzie.”

  “No,” I hissed, backing into the iron bars of the gate. My hand crept up next to me, blindly looking for the code box and wondering if I could punch it in without looking.

  “I said get in the car!”

  “No!”

  “Listen to your father, you little bitch!” Stephanie screeched, looking more manic than I’d ever seen her.

  “I have to go, okay? They’ll be looking for me?”

  My dad scowled. “They?”

  I pursed my lips, but Stephanie hooted.

  “Jesus, does he have his little boyfriend Lincoln living here too?”

  My dad swore. “You’re living here with two men, huh? That who’s buying you all this fancy shit?” His face grew red. “And just what fuck are you doing for all these fancy toys, huh? You some kinda whore now?!”

  He lunged for me, but I screamed and kicked out.

  “Get the fuck away from me!”

  “Get in the car!”

  I screamed as he grabbed me, stronger than he looked as he dragged me away from the gate.

  “Let go of me! Are you insane!?”

  “Quit being a bitch and listen to your father!” Stephanie spat, yanking the rusty back door of the car open as my dad dragged me towards it. I screamed again, kicking and lashing out, my heels digging into the dirt. But Stephanie jumped in too, grabbing me and helping my dad yank me towards the car.

  “You can’t just take me like this!”

  “I’m your father! You’re goddamn right I can!”

  I roared, lashing out and catching him in the shin with my heel. He bellowed, swearing up a storm before suddenly, his hand came smacking across my mouth. I gaped, blinded by shock and pain as the stars danced through my vision.

  “Stupid little girl,” Stephanie hissed, helping my dad shove me, stunned, into the backseat. They slammed the door and then jumped in front, the rickety engine choking to life.

  I started to lunge for the door, but suddenly, Stephanie whirled, brandishing a shiny, gleaming, wicked looking blade.

  “Sit your ass down, and be quiet!” she snapped. “You think you’re the only one who’s gonna get some free shit from that brother of mine?” She smirked, waving the blade at me. “Well, you ain’t.”

  The car sputtered to life, peeling out of the driveway outside of the gate and racing away from the only good I’d ever known.

  17

  Wilder

  I glared at the phone in my hand, feeling my pulse quicken as the call disconnected.

  “Right to voicemail, again,” I muttered.

  Lincoln’s eyes narrowed, his hand clenching the kitchen counter tight.

  “Fuck.”

  Fuck was right. It’d been six fucking hours since Kenzie had left for one of her walks in the woods. I knew she’d brought the phone I’d bought her, but the damn thing was going right to her voicemail on every call. It was starting to get dark outside too, and my nerves were starting to fry.

  It wasn’t that I didn’t think Kenzie was capable of taking care of herself. And it wasn’t like I thought she’d gotten lost on the clearly marked trails that she’d walked on a bunch of times before. And it also wasn’t like we lived anywhere dangerous. This country town was safe as could be.

  …None of that stopped my heart from racing or my mind from playing out every single worst-case scenario. I mean how could I not? This was Kenzie we were talking about. This was the girl I loved, who captivated me in so many ways. I’d sworn to her and to myself to protect her, and now here we were with darkness approaching, her cell not answering, and a million questions blazing through my head.

  I glanced up at my friend, seeing the exact same fear and tenseness on his face.

  “I’m going out looking,” he growled, whirling and storming for the door.

  “Lincoln.”

  He paused, shoulders heaving as he glanced back at me.

  “This property is thirty fucking acres, and that’s before the trails cross into the public lands and your damn property.”

  His jaw clenched, and I could relate that shitty feeling of helplessness I knew he was feeling too.

  “Let’s get smart about this.”

  I jerked my head for him to follow, storming out of the kitchen towards my office. There, I woke up my computer, my jaw tight and my eyes focused as I called up the security cams for the house. Lincoln paced behind me as I scrolled back to a shot from the back deck from six hours before.

  “Alright, there she is.”

  Linc whirled back, leaning over my shoulder. There on the screen, we could see our angel lacing up her boots, stretching, and then s
tepping into the woods down the path from my back gardens.

  “Don’t suppose you’ve got any fucking cameras hanging from trees do you?”

  I growled. “I wish. Fuck, I’m going to call Sheriff Watkins and get him to get his guys out there looking for her. You and I can—”

  “Where’s that trail lead?”

  I frowned, glancing back at him. “Like five different places.”

  “Yeah, well, think like her. C’mon, we know her. We know how she thinks. Where would Kenzie go?”

  I chewed on that, my blood running hot as the minutes without knowing where she was ticked agonizingly by.

  “Think, Marine,” Lincoln growled. “Remember how she tried to pull us out of work earlier?”

  I smiled grimly, thinking back regretfully how I’d promised her “later” and “after work” when she’d tried to coax Linc and I back to bed earlier, before her hike.

  Suddenly, I glanced up at him.

  “She could’ve tried to come back here.”

  I whirled to the screen, scrolling through the cameras until I found the one by the front gate. My blood raced in my veins as I fast-forwarded through the time log, until suddenly, we saw it.

  There was Kenzie, opening the security pad. And there was a car, slowing behind her.

  A sinking, cold feeling gripped my heart. And as the car pulled up behind her, and the door swung open, I could tell Lincoln knew too as I heard his breath hiss.

  It was her dad, along with my fucking sister.

  We watched, the cold rage building and building as he grabbed her, and as Stephanie helped. When he slapped her, I roared, lunging out of my chair.

  I didn’t need to see the rest.

  “Let’s go.”

  I stormed from the room, my vision red with fury and every muscle in my body tensing and readying. Lincoln ran after me, right there with me, and not even asking questions until I barreled into the garage and jumped behind the wheel of my Bentley.

  Lincoln wordlessly jumped in next to me, his face grim as I gunned the engine, hit the button for the garage door, and roared down the driveway.