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“Mine,” he growls again, and sure thing, bud. You’re golden. If the task drags on too long, you could always cut her out of her clothes with the knife planted above her, right?

After what seems like an eternity, we’re all naked, our pink, savaged skin warmed by the fire. Fox’s skin, while reddened, also holds lines of silvered scars along his torso, thighs, and shoulders. The puckered welts and lines, while horrific, add a layer to his raw savagery, and Aspen looks determined to kiss every one of them. Rather than hide his flesh away like he has done in the past, he’s choosing to share it with his trusted inner circle. This is me, this is who I am, take me, but please don’t leave me. Aspen stares at his marked hide. Not with pity, but with awe.

“Can I touch you?”

Fox doesn’t verbalize; he demonstrates. Seizing her by the wrists, he places them over his abdomen and drags them down his torso toward his straining groin. Her fingers explore every ridge and puckered pull of skin. He closes his eyes as her hands explore, dissolving every frigid memory as the minutes turned to hours, then blow after blow when he was trapped in the foster system. His hurt melts away as she glides the pads of her dainty fingertips past the pronounced V centering his hips before cupping his heavy sack.

Bonner collects the clothes that fell to the floor with a wet slap and begins wringing them out in the sink, twisting and squeezing as much excess moisture from everything before draping them around the fire to dry further. I want to help his efforts, really, I do, but a naked Aspen pinned by a feral Fox has my dick pointing to the ceiling beams.

“Luk! A little help here? Quit fucking staring and let them sort their shit out,” he barks. “You and I had her last. I feel it’s only fair.”

See, this is why the man has multiple degrees. He’s mature in a way I can only dream of being, and I don’t mean by laps around the sun. Bonner fucked her last and is content to wait his turn. Me? I want to fuck her every day, whether she has a bevy of willing and available cocks or not. I don’t give a fuck about equity, Doctor.

“But,” I protest, and he glowers. “Patience, Vaskari. Good things come to those who wait, and you get to come after they have.”

Fuck!

“And if you stab me with that fucking thing one more time, I’ll use your own knife to hack it off, got it?”

My dick is indeed in stabbing form. Hard, hot and angry; it has slapped Bonner’s thigh more than once as we attempt to wring the water from our gear. I don’t know why he’s complaining; his cock is just as hard, but it hasn’t contacted me yet. It’s just every time I hear a new whimper or moan, I have to turn around and see why the noise level has amped up.

Fox sits on one sofa, his erection not just pointing at the beams, it is almost touching. Jesus Christ, the man has been blessed. Aspen is straddling his lap, the monster between her folds rubbing with what I can only imagine is delicious friction. Her shoulder wound continues to bleed, covering her full tits in a stream of crimson red which Fox licks up just before it can reach her areolas. Then he takes each one into his mouth, sucking in turn, laving each nipple and breast with equal attention, while his hand strokes himself and rubs Aspen’s most sensitive areas.

“How?” he breathes out, his eyes searching.

“Make sure she’s nice and wet first,” Bonner says, stepping up beside Aspen’s hip. He dared not get any closer, judging by Fox’s strained features and narrowed eyes.

“You’re doing great, buddy. She’ll show you what she likes with her body. If she moans and moves in, she likes it. If she moves away, maybe try something else.”

His eyes flash molten. He wants her to enjoy his massive cock buried deep in her pussy, but he wants to punish her too. This is his first time, and what a baptism of fiery ice it shall be. I’m not immune to some rough hate fucking either, and Aspen must know how dangerous her little stunt was. Yet she’s trapped in a hiker’s hut with three predators every bit as dangerous as the growls from outside.

Fox bites at her flesh, his teeth leaving crescent markings across her breasts and shoulders. Aspen writhes, the action only hardening him further.

“Slide two fingers into her. Test how ready she is,” Bonner suggests.

“Yeah, start with two, then add a third. You’re a big boy. She’s gonna heave to be nicely stretched and supple to welcome your monster cock, brother.”

Aspen continues to moan, her head dropping to his shoulders. She kisses a path up his neck, over his ears and around the missing tips, before working her way down and along his jaw. Two fingers slip inside her dripping cunt, her hips splayed wide across his own spread thighs.

“That’s it, see, she loves it. Work them in and out, just like that,” Bonner encourages.

It must be my turn to be mute. Fox blinks up at me and I’m fucking lost. I want to encourage him, too. Tell him that Aspen’s hot, wet cunt is the most heavenly thing I’ve ever put my dick inside. But my mouth won’t accept the signal from my brain. Bonner, thankfully, has no such issues.

“Is she opening up? Judging by the noise and her leaking all over your hand, I’d say she’s ready, Fox.”

The glorious, wet slurping of her pussy greedily sucking his digits inside makes me want to grab my cock and pump it until I shatter. But this is his moment; their moment. I’m going to take one for the team, by not taking one for the team. Fuck my life of not getting to fuck. Ugh.

“Whenever she’s ready, and you’re ready, just go. Do you want us to give you some privacy? I mean, it’s not like we can go anywhere, but we can sit on the other side of the fireplace if you’d like?”

“No,” he booms again, throat hoarse from limited use and feral need. “Watch.”

He lays Aspen along the couch, pulling her hips wide to spread her open for him. His thumb gathers her wetness, just like I showed him in our dorm. Saliva pools in my mouth. The air cracking around us has nothing to do with the licking flames now consuming the weightier logs. These are new flames, hotter and fiercer, ready to consume not weightier logs but patience, virtue, and restraint. Fox’s chest heaves with ragged breaths, his eyes burning with a fire more furious than the one meters away. Aspen dips her chin with a subtle nod, her arms reaching under his shoulders to pull his body flush against hers. Fox fists his thick shaft, sliding in through her juices before lowering to her gaping hole. With a surge of his hips, he’s half sheathed. Aspen screams out from the thick intrusion, her head thrown back, eyes closed. With her heels around the dimples on either side of his ass, she drags him to her, her wet cunt a welcome embrace. All I can do is watch with rapt fascination and awe. He continues to work his dick into her. Fox draws back, only to surge again, this time all the way. Aspen mewls with delighted panic and a pinch of pain, maybe? She must be so fucking full, her tight pussy has never been stretched like that, I’ll bet. Bonner and I are big, but Fox is huge, and judging by her frenzied wails, she can feel every inch of him deep inside. She raises her hips to meet his, both of them finding a steady rhythm around frantic hands and eager mouths meeting soft flesh.

“Fuck,” he rasps, and buddy, you are all of us right now. Oh, to sink my shaft into Aspen Aldereyne again for the first time. Any first time, the lucky fucker. His teeth pinch her flesh; she laves at his scars, both of them a dynamic of mechanics and meaning.

When he rises on his knees, lifting her ass to alter the angle, I know he’s about to make her see stars and sing a symphony. He pumps her full of fat cock, pulling her onto every inch of him. It’s savage and brutal, sensuous and beautiful. Aspen’s cries join his bellowing grunts, her shaking legs a clue she’s not far away. Goddamn, he’s good. I guess with a cock like that, he can dig for gold anywhere. Her shouted words of encouragement become more muffled and incoherent. Fox fucks into her with unrestrained motion, both punishing and pleasurable. She comes with a shout, shaking and spasming under his brute of a body. He follows right behind her, his body crowding hers as he releases into her over and over before they both fall limp.

“Don’t,” Bonner cautions as I move to extricate her from his hold. “Let him have his moment.”