“Now why did you go and do that?” I ask. “I was enjoying that.”
Vane takes another hit from his cigarette, his finger curled around the end at his mouth. The ember sends a shot of bright orange light over his face and his black eyes.
“Vane,” Pan says again, “we need to talk.”
“Not now,” Vane says. “Now we teach our Darling a lesson.”
“Which is what?” Pan asks.
“Yes, please enlighten us, Dark One. You tell her to run, you chase her. And what? We get left high and dry?”
“I have to agree with my brother,” Kas says beside me. “Chasing is your game.”
“It doesn’t have to be,” Vane says. He stabs the cigarette into an ashtray. “Whoever finds her first gets to pick a hole.”
“Well shit. You don’t have to tell me twice.” I’m already up and heading for the door. I’m not as fast as Vane is, but I’ve got tracking skills he doesn’t.
Pan grumbles. Something has been agitating him since he came up from his tomb, but whatever it is, probably it can wait. I mean, if there’s a Darling pussy to fuck, I’m fucking it.
Kas and I hit the cool outdoors together. “Bet I can find her first,” he says.
“Fuck you. I’m finding her first.”
He laughs as he hurries down the steps.
Above us, Pan and Vane fly through the air.
“That’s cheating!” I yell to them.
“It’s harder to spot tracks from the air,” Kas reminds me.
“True. Which way you think she went?” We’re at the edge of the yard now. We know our Darling girl. She probably went toward the lagoon. It’s her favorite spot on the island.
But…she’s not stupid. She probably knows we’d think to go there first.
I turn and look toward the opposite end of the island where the moonlight glows against the water of Silver Cove.
If she is a clever Darling girl…
“I say we go south.”
“Worth the gamble,” Kas says.
I whack him on the chest and he grunts.
“Last one there is a loser!” I yell.
Thirty yards from the treehouse, I know we made the right choice. There’s a fresh break in an oak branch that hangs over the foot path leading from the house to the cove. And it’s just about at the height of a Darling girl.
I put my finger over my mouth to silence my twin. He gives me a nod.
We haven’t hunted like this in ages. Before we were kicked out of the palace and the court, we’d hunt the northwest side of the fae territory several times a week. Mostly it was deer to fill the smokers, sometimes grouse or duck.
It doesn’t take my body or my mind much effort to go into hunter mode.
We hear a crack to our right and Kas and I share a look.
We got her now, he says.
Fucking right we do.
I hold up my fingers and count down.
Three.
Two.
One.
We dart forward, separating to funnel her in.
Another crack.
The loud sound of her breathing.
I snatch her first, catching her by the arm and whirling her around. She lets out an umph when I bring her against my chest.
“You got me,” she says sweetly.
“The Dark One promised the winner whichever hole he wanted.”
“He makes the rules, does he?”
Her voice is different, huskier. I don’t hate it.
“I’ll let him make this one. I will happily claim a hole, Darling.”
Kas comes around an oak tree. He’s taken his shirt off and torn a length of fabric from it creating a crude blindfold.
He ties it around her eyes.
“Let it be a surprise,” my twin says.
“Maybe this one.” I pull at Darling’s puffy bottom lip and an excited breath escapes her.
Kas goes behind her and hikes up her dress. “Maybe this one.” He gives her bare ass a smack and she yelps, pushing into me where I’m already so hard I could break.
I slide my hand up her thigh and gently graze her pussy. “Or maybe this one.” She’s dripping fucking wet. Goddamn.
I eye my twin over her shoulder. Technically I won, but I suppose I’m fine with sharing the spoils.
You wanna take her at the same time? I ask my twin.
Stupid question.
I get her mouth, I tell him.
Fine by me.
“On your knees, Darling,” I order her and she quickly obeys, falling to the forest floor. There are a lot of exposed, knotted roots in this part of the Neverland woods, so I conjure a soft carpet of moss beneath us and Darling immediately sighs with relief.
I go to the nearest oak tree and sit in a seat among the thick roots. “Get over here, Darling whore.”
Blindfold still on, she stays on her hands and knees and crawls to me. I take my cock in the hollow of my fist and give it several pumps as she makes her way to me. My gaze is locked on her mouth, her wet lips and just thinking about burying myself into her throat has my dick swelling in my hand.
When she reaches me, she uses my outstretched legs to guide herself into position. She smells divine, hot and aroused, like a good little slut.
“Open your mouth,” I tell her and she drops her jaw. “That’s a good girl.”
I grip her by a length of her hair and drive her down on me.
As soon as the heat of her mouth is wrapped around me, my eyes slip closed and my hips buck. She drags her tongue up the underside of my shaft, then swirls it around the head, exploring the ridge.
“Fucking hell,” I gasp out.
My brother comes up behind her, her ass in the air and when he slides his fingers over her clit, she moans around my dick.
“If I could fuck this tight mouth every fucking day, I would be a happy man.” She sinks down the length of me and chokes, comes up for air, then drives back down, her tiny hand wrapped around the base.
The pressure in my balls grows.
Kas gets in between her legs and unzips his pants. Darling hesitates on my dick as she anticipates being filled up by my twin.
“Don’t stop, Darling,” I tell her. “Don’t fucking stop.”
She bobs faster and when my brother pushes inside of her wet pussy, she moans loudly.
“Fuck, Darling…” Kas says and thrusts harder, rocking her forward on me.
Her tits bounce against the thin material of her dress, and the friction makes her nipples taut. I graze her, just a tease, and she moans.
Kas reaches around to play with her clit and she pulls up just enough to breathe out roughly around my cock.
“She likes that,” I tell him.
“I fucking love that,” she says.
“Darling, you’re practically dripping down my balls.” Kas edges her closer, playing with her sensitive nub.
“Oh god,” she moans. “Oh fuck.”
“You gonna come for us, Darling?”
“Yes,” she says on a breath. “Oh god.”
“Don’t stop,” I tell her, and she takes me into the wet heat of her mouth again stealing away all thought until I am nothing but a rope knotted up desperate to unwind.
“Fuck…fuck Darling…”
Kas shifts his hips, driving into her at an angle and her moans turn into frenzied little mewls as she gets closer and closer to release.
My stomach contracts and my balls tighten and I shove her down my length and spill down her throat. I hold her there, desperate for the final release and the relief that comes from it.
And behind her, my twin pounds into her, filling up her pussy and driving her to her own orgasm.
She moans desperately around my shaft, hips wriggling, body tensing up.
For two brief seconds, I’m flying again amongst the clouds.
For two brief seconds, I can forget that there is such a thing as loss and dying.
Nothing matters but the pleasure of Darling’s mouth and the quivering of her own pleasure.
And then her lips pop off my cock and I fall back to earth, disappointed that it’s already over.
Kas collapses to the ground on his back and blinks up at the stars, sweat beading on his temple. “Fuck, I needed that.”
“Me too.” I sink into the crook of the tree.
Darling yanks off her blindfold and rocks back on her knees and drags the back of her hand over her mouth. “I enjoyed tha—”
Hands hook beneath her arms and yank her into the air.
“Hey!” she yells and sails toward the sky.
The Dark One has found her.
