Taking What's Wicked (Forced Submission Book 5) (2 page)

F
uck yeah
, I want to taste her. I see a brick sitting next to the back entrance of the bar, and I pick it up. I bring it down hard on the handle of the door, smashing it to pieces. Now we won’t have any interruptions. Can’t let anyone see our tasty little Halloween treat. No, this will just be ours.

“Already got her primed for me?” I ask, eyeing the two of them. I got so hard in the bar watching Dante reel her in. He’s easier on the eyes with his blond hair and blue eyes. Well, easier than I am. I’m rough around the edges with a mean scar down my face that draws attention. It also doesn’t help that my black hair and almost black eyes seem to put people off. That and the fact that I’m one giant motherfucker. So I just sat and waited as Dante got our little witch out of the bar. I knew it wouldn’t take much. Dressed like she was, she was asking for it. We clocked her as soon as she walked into Wicked. We know she’d be the one between us later. I couldn’t wait to empty my cock in her, my balls aching with need to fill her cunt with every drop.

Like everything Dante and I do in life, we divide and conquer. We’ve found it’s been the best method, and that’s what we did with her. This curvy witch has a body made to fit between two men and has enough padding to take a punishing fuck. She’ll take us while we get what we want, while we use her for what gets us off.

“Please don’t do this, I just want to go home. I’ll—”

Dante puts his hand over her mouth, cutting her off. She starts to fight against him, but he wraps his other hand around her throat, adding a little pressure. Her eyes widen, and she looks between the two of us, knowing she can’t win. No, we wouldn't stop until we got what we wanted, and what we want is to fuck our witch until we empty ourselves inside her soft unwilling pussy, over and over.

“Don’t make us hurt you, Sabrina. This can go real easy if you just shut your mouth and open your cunt,” Dante says, leaning in and biting her neck. She lets out a muffled squeak against his palm, and I can’t help but smile.

“Move. I want in there.” I tap Dante, wanting him to move the leg he has between hers. He moves over, still holding her mouth and throat. Fuck, she looks good pinned up against the wall. My cock is leaking at the sight of it, begging to be freed.

“Someone’s greedy tonight,” Dante says, poking me.

“You got to touch her already. I need to take the edge off. I’ve watched her all night while she’s been dressed like a whore with her pussy nearly showing. Fuck, I need a taste.” I tell myself it’s just to hold me over, but her brown eyes are so wide and scared I’m getting off on it. A taste will never take the edge off, but I’m not sure anything will.

Dropping down in front of her, I grab one of her legs and put it over my shoulder. She tries to fight me off, but Dante stops her.

“Don’t move.” I don’t have to look up to know he’s reminding her of the hold he has around her throat.

Her pussy is right in front of my face, and I just stare at it, cursing the shitty light in the alley for not letting me see everything. I can smell cinnamon, and it makes my mouth water.

“You gonna eat that cunt or just sniff at it all night? I want in there too, man,” Dante says, pulling me from my pussy trance. He must still have one hand on her throat, because I don’t hear her screaming out when I see Dante’s hand come down to her cunt. He reaches down, pulling her cunt lips apart for me. He spreads her open and shows me her tiny pink clit.

I’m on it instantly, sucking it into my mouth. She’s too short for me, and in one quick move I have both her legs over my shoulders. Dante helps make sure she stays pinned to the wall for the taking as I go at her clit with my mouth and tongue.

She may have been saying no, but the harder I suck her clit, the more her sweetness fills my mouth. Reaching down, I free my aching cock with one hand and start stroking myself. When I hear the rip of fabric, I look up to see Dante now sucking on her exposed tits. Her fat rack spills out of her dress and bounces with her movements.

“You’re going to come on his face, aren’t you? You thought you could be a fucking cock-tease and get away with it. You thought you could dress like a little whore and that we’d just let you go after you got what you wanted. It doesn’t work like that. You got us hard, so now we’re going to take your cunt until our cocks are raw. We’re going to rape it until the thought of getting a hard-on hurts because we fucked you so much.”

I keep eating her pussy and sucking up all the juices that leak out of her pussy. She’s so soaked her cream is running down her thick thighs.

I hear a sucking sound, and then Dante starts to talk again. “First thing we’re going to do is make you cum. If your cunt is getting off to it, then you’re just a greedy slut who needs a good fuck. After we get you off, then we can use you how we want to.”

At his words her pussy clamps down on my tongue, and she cums all over my face. I suck every drop of her sweetness into my mouth until my dick is aching so much I can’t eat her pussy anymore. I need to be inside her more than anything.

I pull back, and Dante removes the hand he was using to hold her pussy lips open for me. He licks his fingers clean.

Gripping her hips, I lift her up, making Dante release the hold he has on her. My cock easily slips through her pussy folds as I bury myself balls-deep inside her tight cunt. She tries to scream out, but I swallow her cries with my mouth, pumping my cock into her, harder and harder. My jeans are hanging off my ass as I take her pussy up against the brick wall.

It doesn’t take five hard thrusts before I’m cumming inside her soft wet cunt. I don’t have time to enjoy the orgasm, but I will later. We’ve got to move.

I don’t give her a chance to fight me as I pull out, tuck my cock back into my pants, and throw her over my shoulder. It’s not easy with her kicking and screaming on me, but I’m over twice her size. I turn to look for Dante. He has already pulled up the van to the end of the alley and he’s ready to go. He must have done it while I fucked her against the wall.

He gets out and goes to the back of the van, opening the double doors. Sabrina kicks and screams out for help into the empty alley, but I just smile. Nobody is close and only we can hear her. The loud bass of the music in the bar drowns out her cries for help.

“You drive. It’s my turn,” Dante says, taking her from my arms. He pushes Sabrina into the back of the van, totally focused on her. “Keys are in the ignition."

I slam the van doors behind them as he crawls in on top of her.

I
didn’t think
tonight would go this way. All I wanted was a drink and some fun. I was supposed to meet my friend Erica, but she bailed at the last minute. I’d already dressed up and was about to walk out of my house when I got the call. I should have just stayed home.

I wanted to shake things up and thought I would go with a revealing Halloween costume this year. I don’t normally dress up, and never in something like this, but I thought it would be fun. I regret it now as I’m thrown on a dirty mattress in the back of a van to be taken to God knows where.

The one with a scar on his face made me orgasm and fucked me already. He’s so big, I couldn’t fight him off. I need to remember every detail and try to get away. I can’t give up. I have to fight.

Feeling a surge of adrenaline once my back hits the mattress, I spring up and try to climb out of the front cab. I hear the doors shut behind me as I scramble to the driver's seat, and I’m almost there when I feel a hand snake around my ankle. I’m jerked back onto the mattress, and Dante crawls over me.

“You’re not going anywhere until we’re through with you.”

He leans over me, and I feel his warm breath on my lips. He smells like whiskey and cologne, and I hate how it turns me on. I thought he was so hot earlier, but you never know what's really lurking behind a warm sexy smile. I’m so freaking stupid. I should have seen this coming a mile away, but I can’t remember the last time someone looked at me like he did. He wanted to devour me right there in the middle of the bar, and it was such a rush. I thought I’d play along and be the bad girl who got dirty with a stranger in the bathroom. But instead, this has gone way beyond what I could have imagined, and I have to fight.

Striking out with all the strength I have, I backhand him across his face. He’s stunned for a second, and it’s just enough time for me to try to make it out of the driver's seat again.

When I get to the door, I reach for the handle. At that moment, the door opens. Porter, who raped me in the alley, stands there with a wicked smile on his face. His scar is menacing in the shadows, but it’s his size that’s most intimidating.

“Trying to escape already? Dante hasn’t even had his turn.” He reaches out, grabbing a fistful of my dark hair, and my mouth opens in shock.

“Help!” I manage to scream just as Dante grabs me by the arms, pulling me back into the van and onto the mattress.

I see Porter get in the cab of the van and adjust the mirror so he’s looking back at us. “Fuck her good and hard, Dante. I wanna hear that cunt smacking.”

I
’m
face down on the mattress when I feel Dante’s weight on top of me. He grabs my hair, tilting my head to the side, exposing my face.

“This first one is gonna be quick, but the second one is gonna take some time. I think I need both of your sweet holes before we get to the cabin.”

I close my eyes tightly, not giving him any kind of response. He can try to take it from me, but I won’t go easy. I’m a fighter, and I won’t go down without a struggle, but I’m starting to think they like the fight.

His hard cock presses firmly against my ass, and I feel his hot breath against my neck. When he moves to undo his jeans, I take my opening and elbow him hard in the chest, kicking out at his thigh at the same time.

Just as I start to pull away, Dante is on me again, this time flipping me onto my back and pinning my arms above my head. “Looks like our little witch wants to play rough.”

I hear Porter laugh from the front seat, mumbling something about Dante not being able to handle me, as he starts to drive away from the bar. It makes me mad that Dante got a hold of me so easily, and I lean up, trying to bite him.

“Oh no, no, no. Only we get to do the biting,” Dante says as he ties my hands together and secures them to the floor of the van. They must have had all this set up before they grabbed me. The thought sends a shiver down my spine. I start to bite him again when he leans over me to finish binding me, but he grabs my jaw. He takes my underwear out of his pocket and stuffs it into my mouth. He keeps my panties in there, using another small piece of rope to secure them, tying it over my mouth and around the back of my head. I can taste my own desire on my underwear, and the thought makes me shut my eyes tightly for just a second.

My legs are still free, so when Dante sits up, I kick out, landing another blow to his thigh. Both men laugh as Dante pulls rope from the ceiling of the van and ties off my knees, spreading my body wide open. I’m now stretched out with my legs as far apart as possible, my breasts ripped out of the top of my dress, and my lower half completely bare.

I breathe hard and try to scream obscenities through the underwear in my mouth. Dante takes his rock-hard cock out and smiles down at me.

“You’re gonna get me off good. Do you hear me? You wanna fight me like that then I’m gonna fuck you hard and get what I need.”

He doesn’t bother taking off any of his clothes, just opens his jeans and pushes them down to his thighs as he moves between my open legs.

There’s no gentle coaxing or hesitant caressing. He takes his huge dick and stuffs it inside me hard and fast. I’m so wet from my earlier forced orgasm, and Porter’s cum, that he slides in without so much as a flinch of resistance. It’s as if my body wants him there, and as much as the thought angers me, my pussy clenches with need.