Once his arms were free, he rubbed them for a moment and flexed his fingers. She watched the movement of his muscles contracting beneath his skin. He was so big. So powerful. So strong.
“I think you’d better run,” he said in a deep voice.
Her heart slammed into her ribcage as she leaped from the bed. He pursued her and quickly trapped her against the inside of the bedroom door. She grabbed the doorknob, but his fingers were like steel bands around her wrists and she couldn’t turn the knob.
“Let me go,” she whispered, “Please.”
“Do you know what I do to girls who make me want them as much as I want you?” He fisted a hand in her hair and tugged her head back. And it hurt. It hurt real good. She forced herself not to purr in surrender.
“I don’t know,” she said. “Just don’t hurt me.” Much…
Hand still clutching her hair, Shade jerked her back against his hard chest and grabbed her breast with his free hand. He pinched her nipple and she gasped in pain.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said, his teeth scraping against the edge of her ear, “but I am going to f**k you. Spread your legs.”
“No,” she said breathlessly. Her blood was jetting through her vessels. She was so amped up on adrenaline, she doubted she’d ever come down.
“Spread your legs or I’ll spread them for you.”
His c**k prodded her in the lower back as he forced a knee between her legs from behind.
“No,” she said. “I’ll never spread them willingly.”
There was a knock at the door. “Are you really raping someone in there?” someone said on the other side of the thin piece of wood before Lindsey’s face. “Do I need to geld someone with a rusty knife?”
“Go away, Gabe, you’re f**king up our scenario,” Shade growled at the door.
“I’m not going away until I’m sure it is a scenario.”
“It is,” Lindsey yelled, her face flaming with embarrassment. What must Kellen and Owen be thinking of her? When had she turned into a ho for real? And why wasn’t she thinking that the best way to prevent her further mortification was to stop this? She didn’t want to stop. Not at all. So what if this made her a ho ho ho. She was having a very merry Christmas Eve.
“It totally is a scenario, drummer boy,” Vanessa yelled. “And damn, Shade,” she said, “watching this is totally turning me on again.”
“If you’re sure,” Gabe said, still in the corridor outside.
“We’re sure,” the three in the bedroom yelled in unison.
“Then you kids have fun, but keep it down. We’re going to bed.” There was a short pause. “Alone un-fucking-fortunately. Let’s hope the generator holds out so we don’t all freeze to death.”
“Way to spoil the mood,” Shade grumbled.
Lindsey grabbed Shade’s wrist and yanked, trying to dislodge his fist from her hair. “I said let me go,” she said and ground her ass into his c**k as she tried to twist out of his grasp.
Shade groaned into her ear. “I am not going to last much longer,” he whispered. “Vanessa got me too worked up.”
Lindsey bumped her heel into his shin and, caught off-guard, Shade actually loosened his grip. She managed one step, before his fist tightened in her hair again.
“You’ll pay for that, darlin’,” he said.
Oh yes, make me pay.
In an instant he had her face down on the edge of bed, his big, strong hand pressing down in the center of her back so she couldn’t rise. And it wasn’t as if she wasn’t legitimately trying, but he so much stronger than her and no amount of trying to push upward with her spaghetti noodle arms could dislodge him. Breathing hard, she turned her head so she could draw air. As soon as she stopped struggling to rise, his free hand delved between her legs from behind, no doubt discovering how hot and wet she was down there.
Shade removed his hand from her back and she launched forward, trying to scramble away. He grabbed her by the thighs, yanking them apart and pulling her towards him until she felt his cockhead against her opening. Her core clenched with the tease of an orgasm.
“You want it, don’t you?”
Yes, yes, I want it.
“No,” she forced herself to say. She shook her head vigorously.
“Then why are you so wet?”
“I’m not,” she denied.
He thrust into her, sliding to the hilt in one hard motion.
She cried out. Lord, he was huge. She couldn’t help but rock back to meet his deep, punishing penetration stroke for stroke.
“Do you like that?”
“No,” she forced herself to say.
“She does like it, doesn’t she, Vanessa?”
“I think she does,” Vanessa said.
“Do you know what else she likes?”
“Your finger in her ass?”
“I didn’t think of that,” he said. His firm grip released from one thigh and before she could use that advantage to pretend to fight him, his finger slipped in her ass and she exploded with a earth shattering orgasm. He didn’t give her time to recover. He spread her legs wider and f**ked her harder.
“Oh please,” she begged as rubbed her face over the bedclothes in blinding ecstasy.
“What were you thinking Lindsey likes?” Vanessa asked.
“I think she likes to eat pu**y.”
“I hope so. My fingers aren’t doing the trick over here.”
Lindsey lifted her head and it took a moment for her eyes to focus on her friend, who was indeed trying to get off at her own hand.
“You want to lick Vanessa’s cum, don’t you, Lindsey?”
“N- no.” She swallowed hard. He wouldn’t make her, would he?
“I saw how turned on you were when you made her come. She was turned on by you too, Lindsey. I doubt she’s ever come that hard before in her life. Her pu**y gripped my c**k so hard, I almost lost it. She came for you. You want to taste it.”
“No, it don’t.” She honestly didn’t want to taste anyone’s cum, but would they believe her while she was playing this game of false denial with them?
“Come here, Vanessa,” he demanded. “Let her taste you.”
“Wait,” Lindsey whispered.
Shade grabbed a fistful of Lindsey’s hair and lifted her face off the mattress so Vanessa could position herself in front of Lindsey with her legs spread wide. Lindsey had never been this up close and personal to a vagina since birth. Shade released Lindsey’s hair, but she didn’t lower her head to do what they wanted her to do. She closed her eyes concentrated on the feel of Shade’s powerful thrusts. Damn, the man was a good f**k.