Ride the lightning

Ch. 12

Kira was pulling him hard breaths and letting them out slowly through her mouth as Mac teased her. Daryl was behind her somewhere but she couldn't see or hear him it was making her nervous. He wasn't close and she could tell just from how Mac was acting. He was being rougher with her than he ever had been before.

Arching into his hands he chuckled and looked at her, "Think she's ready brother."

There was movement behind her suddenly and she jerked trying to look over her shoulder but Mac caught her jaw forcing her to meet his eyes. The blue was gone from them and she swallowed pulling on her restraints. He gave her a smile that was the furthest thing from comforting she had ever seen from him and she licked her lips. Even with his anger clear as day on his face her body still reacted to him as he pushed his leg between her thighs.

"Mac." His voice was a breathy moan as his thigh brushed against her.

"Hold her." Mac growled.

The heat from Daryl's body met her chilled back and she sagged into him. Like she knew he would he took her full weight and his arm came around just under her breast and lifted her. Mac was jerking his pants open his eyes watching Daryl's hands on her. She couldn't blame him as his hand slid between her legs and started teasing her. Mac's chest was rising and falling faster matching Daryl's fingers as he sunk them into her.

She felt his growl rumble against her back and he lifted her higher against him. She wanted to wrap her legs around him but she was only able to hold her legs apart for him. Mac gripped her just behind her knees and pulled her hips towards him and she watched as his hand-made strong strokes against his own cock before he ever touched her.

Daryl's fingers disappeared and she hissed at the loss but her breath was lost cause the second Daryl's hand was clear Mac snapped his hips forward sinking into her roughly. Mouth falling open she felt her eyes widen and he gave her a malicious smile before repeating his actions driving into her hard.

Turning her head she searched for Daryl's and found his head resting on her shoulder his face hidden. He was breathing heavy against her and the feeling of his breath ghosting down her back was sensory overload. Rolling her hips as much as she could she pressed into Daryl harder as Mac slammed into her. Daryl grunted and she felt his hand tighten around her ribs and she repeated her actions.

Looking at Mac she seen his eyes go to Daryl's hand and she watched as some of his much needed control glazed his eyes. Daryl's grip was bruising and they both realized they were pushing Daryl by forcing him to control himself and hold her. Mac growled and she felt a sharp slap to her chest and her entire body bucked hard back into Daryl. Kira looked at Mac wide-eyed but his eyes went to her briefly before dropping to Daryl's hand on her again.

She was going to have a perfect imprint of his hand over ribs. Mac slapped her again and Daryl hissed out a breath behind her. She felt him shift and then gasp as she felt him jerking her hips back away from Mac. Mac gave her a triumphant smile just as Daryl started working her getting her ready. She licked her lips whimpering as Mac's hand slid up around her throat feeling her tightening around him.

"You gonna cum like the good whore you are?" His voice was still rough but the anger was bleeding into something else.

Kira jerked on the belt again, "I want to be able to touch you."

"We don't always get what we want bitch." Mac snapped.

She started to respond but the Daryl had released her body completely and she fell harder into Mac's thrust. Her weight bearing down on him causing both to groan. Kira's heart-felt heavy telling her she had to have more.

"Daryl." She growled. He ignored her and she turned her eyes on to Mac pleading with him. "Both."

Mac's eyes left her face and he was looking past her. She couldn't see Daryl at all and his body heat had completely abandoned her. Mac shifted her on his hips and she chewed her lip her eyes going around them in the woods searching for danger. Her heart was thundering in her chest and her hips were starting to get sore from Mac alone. Her wrist were going to be a nice shade of purple by the time the belt was removed but she wanted it all.