Page 55 of The Hunt


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“I think we should keep this to ourselves while we’re in Anchorage. I don’t think she’s had time to relax and just enjoy life in a long time.” His eyes track where she and Blake are taking a selfie together, the glacier in the background. “I want to give her that.”

“Same. Protect sweet Cherry at all costs.” We fist bump on it and join them leaning against the fence.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” she asks as we flank the two of them. She’s the most relaxed I’ve seen her, her eyes soft as she studies the landscape in front of us.

“Yeah.” West tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. “But it doesn’t come close to being as beautiful as you.”

She slowly turns to him. “Careful, I might run.” Her voice is unsteady as she looks up at him.

“Do it,” he challenges. “Chasing you makes me hard.”

I mean,same. But I keep the thought to myself as tension thickens the air around us. It’s too bad this trail is so short.

She steps into his space, running her finger up his chest and looking up at him through her lashes. “Whoever catches me can sleep with me tonight.”

Within the next second she’s pushing him back, turning, and running down the trail. We all share a stunned look as her giggle carries back to us. We take off at the same time, following her along the uneven path through pine, poplar, and aspen trees.

We gain on her quickly, her short legs no match for our much longer ones.

“Together?” I ask.

After the slightest hesitation, the other two agree, and we spread out. West races ahead, being the fastest of us, as Blake and I widen our path. She laughs when West passes her but stops when she realizes we have her surrounded.

She giggles nervously. “What are you doing?”

“You said whoever catches you gets to sleep with you tonight,” Blake answers.

“I hope you’re ready for all three of us,” West adds right before we close in.

“Three way tie,” I say as I press against her back. “We’re going to fill you so good, sweet Cherry.”

Her bravado is gone, replaced with a palpable mix of desire and fear. The combination is absolutely intoxicating. Her glacier blue eyes look from each of us to the next, conveying everything she’s too scared to say.

That she wants us.

That she needs us.

That she trusts us.

We just have to make sure not to damage that trust while still pushing her limits in ways she doesn’t even know she likes yet. She’s ours. Ours to hurt. Ours to protect. Ours to worship. We’re never letting her go now, she just needs to come around to it.

* * *

The rest of the drive to Anchorage was taut with sexual tension. We made it a point to touch her at every opportunity. A hand on her thigh. Fingers softly trailing along her skin. Dirty whispers and even dirtier thoughts.

Now, as the door to the apartment closes behind us, need crackles through all four of us. The furniture is sparse, but there’s more than enough places to bend her over. I stalk across the living room to where she’s standing and taking in the view.

“Pretty view you guys have here,” she says.

I step behind her and move her dark waves to one side, exposing the creamy column of her neck. She melts back against me as I press my lips to her skin, kissing her up and down as my hands slide under her shirt. She tenses as they move lower down her belly.

“No,” I growl against her skin. “We’re going to touch you, kiss you, taste you, wherever we want. Let go for us, Cherry.”

She turns her head, those pretty blues locking on mine, searching for the truth in my statement. Finally, she lifts her mouth to mine, slanting those soft, red lips against my own. Her fingers slide into my hair as she pulls down closer. My hands fist her shirt as I pull it up, only breaking our kiss to pull it over her head.

I turn my back to the window and Blake joins us, kissing her neck while teasing her nipples through the lace of her bra. I feel his hands slide around her body to unhook her bra and my cock strains against my jeans as I imagine what it’s going to feel like being inside her with him.

The next things to go are Cherry’s jeans and panties. I never stop kissing her while the other two take turns teasing her as they strip her down. I drink down her gasp when West drops to his feet and runs his tongue ring along her slit. He has one of her legs hooked over his shoulder and I do the only helpful thing I can think of and lift her other leg, opening her wide for him.

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