13. King

13

King

T oday I had gone through a myriad of emotions. I started out optimistic, even downright hopeful, but when I saw her, I wanted to kill her. She had threatened our livelihood, everything that I had built for myself and my crew, and I couldn’t stand for that.

After she told us her name and how much she hated Kris and that the only reason she was here was because of some girls, I started to thaw. I was confused, Kris wasn’t the leader, Nic was and that made us wonder what the hell was going on in Christmas town. While we waited for her, we broke in.

The town was not secure, and any dumbass could have come in and stolen drugs. They had become complacent. We passed by the room that had women bagging drugs and we even passed a man who looked high out of his mind. He called me Daryl, so I hoped everyone else thought I was Daryl.

We looked through a handful of rooms until we found hers. A small photo with a group of girls led us to believe it was her room and we even found her Halloween costume.

Our goal was to get her hell away from here. What we hadn’t expected was that she didn’t want to leave. She cried about the girls again, and I wondered what else Nic was doing behind closed doors. Was he taking women? Children? Just thinking about that possibility had Boogie and I wanting to burn Christmas Town to the ground, consequences be damned.

I didn’t get a chance to ask her when she ran away again. If it had been anyone else, I wouldn’t have gone through the trouble, but it was her, our Doll, our little brat, and I knew we were both hooked. Every fiber of my being wanted to forcibly protect her and drag her away from this place, but she was so fucking stubborn.

Chasing after her gave me a rush and when I caught her this time I ground myself against her, I couldn’t hold back. I kissed her like she was the water I needed to survive. The softness to our hardness and the sass to put up with our shit. She was everything Boogie and I had been missing in life, she was the bulb in our wonky strand of lights that made us complete and I was ready to to say fuck it to the Mayor if that is what she wished for me to do.

“Something to keep her still,” Boogie said, wrapping her wrists in sparkly garland.

“I need you.” She looked up at him as I kissed down her body, pushing up her shirt to see that she was wearing a sports bra.

I growled and pulled out my pocket knife. She gasped when the cool metal touched her skin, the blade sliced through the fabric easily. I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking on it hard, watching our doll try and unzip Boogie’s pants as he took himself out, rubbing her lips all over the head of his cock.

“Little One,” Boogie groaned, when she sucked the head of his cock.

Boogie and I locked eyes. I wished he didn’t care about his looks, I wanted to see his face blissed out when she deep throated him.

“We don’t have time, King.” Boogie snapped me out of my fantasy.

“Just a taste, Boogie.” I slid up until I was close to his cock, pulling her head back as I took him down my throat.

“Fuck, I love that your cock is pierced,” she groaned. “King, you look so good with his cock in your mouth.”

I pulled back, swirling my tongue before taking him again when Boogie shouted. Doll was sucking his balls looking up at me. She was perfect for us.

I sucked Boogie down one more time grazing him with my teeth before popping off and taking our little doll’s mouth while I undid my pants, desperate to be inside of her.

Her leggings were too tight and I didn’t have the patience to take them off so I used my knife to start a tear until the seam in the middle was ripped. She was pantyless again and I was fucking grateful for it. I lifted her legs, plunging my fingers in and she was soaked.

“Goddamn, Doll, you’re fucking drenched, you dirty fucking girl,” I growled, meeting her eyes. “You love when we chase you, don’t you?”

“Yes, fuck me, please,” she whimpered.

“We will take care of you, Little One.” Boogie stroked her face.

I lined my cock up.

“Wait, I want her on her knees,” Boogie said, lifting her up, setting her on her knees.

Her sweatshirt slid up her back and I saw the bruising immediately.

“What the fuck is this, Doll,” I snarled, pushing her sweater higher.

“Nothing,” she said, quickly pushing her sweater back down.

“What the fuck?” Boogie snarled.

My vision turned red, I vibrated with the need to kill whoever did this to her.

“Did they punish you for leaving?” Boogie asked, running his hand over her back making her flinch. “And don’t think about lying.”

“Yes,” she whispered as her head hung between her shoulders.

Boogie and I looked at each other. They all had to die by our hand, every last person here. I didn’t care if they had been involved or not.

“Please fuck me,” she whimpered, pushing back against me.

Taking a deep breath to calm the need to find all of them now and kill them, I slid into her wet pussy, groaning at the tight heat. I would make her forget about them and offer their heads on a platter for her. She leaned back into me, meeting me thrust for thrust. Boogie knelt in front of her pulling her hair up, sliding his cock into her. He leaned his head back, looking down at her and then up at me.

Boogie blissed out on pleasure was my favorite look on him. I slammed into her, pushing her forward so she gagged on his cock.

“Fuck, Little One,” he growled. “You look so good with my cock in your mouth. Those fucking lips wrapped around it make me want to blow my load down your throat.”

Doll’s pussy throbbed from his dirty talk as she moaned.

“Look at our whore doing such a good job taking both of our cocks.” I slapped her ass. “You like being praised, Doll?”

“Of course she does. Choke on this cock, Little One.” He grabbed the back of her head, fucking her mouth harder.

Her pussy fluttered again, and I loved that he was turning her on with just his words.

“Is he fucking your pussy good?” He stroked her cheek.

She pulled away. “Yes, so good,” she moaned.

“Did I say you could stop?” Boogie snarled, forcing her back onto his cock.

She gagged, the sound almost made me come. I growled, feeling my lower back tingle with my impending orgasm.

“Come on, Doll, make him come,” I said, pushing her head down on him.

Another gag and that's all it took for Boogie to grunt through his release.

“Every last drop, Doll,” I snapped. “I better not see one drop wasted.”

“Shit,” Boogie groaned, pulling away from her, breathing fast from his orgasm. “That mouth was made for me.”

He slammed his mouth on her, pushing her up against me. The position changed the angle and pleasure rushed through me.

“Let me return the favor,” Boogie said, laying down underneath us.

My balls drew up seeing him underneath us. I looked up, thinking of anything to hold off for a moment more. She moaned as her body convulsed and I knew he was sucking on her clit.

“Right there.” She looked down, grabbing his throat. “Please don’t stop.”

Boogie cupped my balls, massaging my taint and I growled, almost coming.

“Doll, you better come right now,” I snapped, picking up my pace.

“Right there,” she whimpered. “Oh fuck!”

Her pussy tightened around me, and I let go. She strangled my dick as I thrust once and then twice. The force of my orgasm was so strong, black spots danced along my vision.

I slowly regained my composure, that's when I heard someone walking in the room. I tucked myself in quickly and looked around.

“Daryl!” The man who had mistaken me earlier walked up to us. “Damn you, fucker didn’t tell me it was train night with Ally.”

He undid his pants, pulling his cock out.

“Get the fuck away,” Boogie growled.

“Ah come on, it’s been?—”

“I said, step the fuck back.” Boogie stood up, standing in front of our Doll.

Ally shivered by me trying to cover herself up.

“Hey, I just want my turn, asshole,” the guy snapped.

I reached for Boogie, but I was too late. He lunged at the guy, grabbing him by his shirt punching him in the face twice, before I was able to pull him back,

“What the fuck is this, Daryl?” he whined, holding his nose, looking at me.

“She’s not up for grabs tonight,” I said. “We won her from a bet.”

“I’ll pay for her, she's worth a few hundred dollars, shit, I’ll even throw in a bag of coke,” he said, wiping his nose with his shirt. “Ah, maybe not the coke, she is getting loose with all the fucking the guys do with her.”

All I saw was red and before I knew it, I had slashed his throat. He clawed at his neck falling to his knees. Boogie and I watched him die slowly, blood spurting out profusely.

“I hope you rot in fucking hell, you putrid piece of shit,” Boogie snarled, spitting on him before turning around.

The light in his eyes slowly faded as I contemplated how to go about this. We could just take him out the way we came and leave him in the forest like the other man we killed.

“You guys could have just knocked Dick out,” she said.

I shrugged as I turned around, seeing Boogie hover around her. His face said it all, he suspected a lot about her, and I don’t think he was far off.

“One less asshole on earth,” I said, noticing she wasn’t looking at us. “Is his name really Dick?”

She nodded. Boogie and I looked at each other. I knew what he was going to suggest because I was thinking the same thing. We couldn’t leave her here and if saving those girls meant getting her to leave, then that's what we would have to do.

“I think it's time you told us what Kris is really doing here, Doll.”