Aprils fools, p.18
April's Fools, page 18
Brant, Madix, and I look from the chewing moose and back over to Remi, who’s managed to trip again in her haste, landing sprawled out on the forest floor, face-first. I...I don’t even know what the fuck is happening right now.
Madix shakes his head. “Stop before you break your fucking ankle!” he hollers.
She looks behind her, seeing us still standing next to the moose, and she scrambles behind the nearest tree to peek out from behind it. “Get over here,” she says, waving at us. “Hurry, before it attacks!”
I press my lips together tightly, but there’s no stopping the laugh that erupts from my chest, and I hear Brant trying to swallow his own chuckle. I can’t believe it. The badass gun-toting, trap setting, wilderness scout who chases lightning is scared of a fucking moose.
“Umm, Remi, baby? The moose isn’t gonna attack,” I tell her, unable to keep the smile from my face.
Of course, that is the exact moment when the moose decides to attack. Just my fucking luck.
It’s as if Bullwinkle is suddenly tired of our shit, and it makes a loud grunt slash coughing noise and starts gunning for me. My eyes widen in panic, and I know there’s no way that I am going to outrun Deer-zilla. A shot rings out, the bullet clipping a tree near the moose, and I see Madix and Brant drop to the ground. The moose veers to the left, pounding past me, its focus on some other target now. My heart tries to pound out of my chest, and I pant through the fear that’s coursing through me.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I curse, whipping my head in the direction of the guys to make sure they’re okay. Brant and Madix are both starting to get up, but their eyes are focused behind me. I turn around to check on Remi, and my stomach drops as I watch the moose galloping towards her. “Run!” I shout at her.
Remi screams something and then she fires once more at the pissed off moose closing in on her. She misses again, and the animal keeps going for her, like it has a personal vendetta now.
“Stop fucking shooting!” Madix yells, but Remi has already turned around, taking off like a bat out of hell.
“Fuck! Go after her!” Brant demands, and we start sprinting in her direction.
I can’t run as fast as they can with my prosthetic, so I fall behind, and all I can see is a streak of Remi’s flapping blonde hair before she veers off, the moose doing some weird animal yell like it’s letting her know it’s never going to stop coming for her. Maybe it wasn’t going to maul her before, but it sure as hell wants to now.
The moose is way faster than any of us, and I’m worried it’s going to catch Remi from behind. She must be thinking the same thing, because at the next tree that she comes up on, she jumps, reaching the low-hanging branch, and hauls herself up. I feel like I’m watching a gymnast go for gold on the uneven bars.
Thank fuck the moose runs past her with an irritated snort, but it circles back and gouges off the bark of the tree that she’s in with its antlers. Remi squeals and holds onto the branch for dear life when it does it again, and then puts its front hooves on the tree, like it wants to climb the fucker to get to Remi and teach her a lesson.
“Climb!” Madix roars at her.
Remi doesn’t need him to tell her, because before the word is even fully screamed from his throat, she’s already jumped to grab the next highest branch and has pulled herself up. As soon as she’s secure on it, she cups her mouth and sends out another bear call—like that’s fucking helping anything—and the moose opens its mouth and yells right back at her. I don’t even know how shit like this is happening.
Just before we get to her, the moose just yells one last time at her before putting its feet down on the ground again. It slams its antlers against the trunk one last time and then with a huff, it turns and walks away. It shits on his way out, leaving a steaming pile of exactly what he thinks about our interruption of his grazing.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” Madix screams at her as we all rush forward, panting hard and looking up at her from where she’s straddling the branch. “I knew you were fucking crazy, but that was stupid and reckless and completely uncalled for!” Madix accuses.
“It attacked!” she exclaims, her face flushed with anger.
He points an accusatory finger at her. “That moose wasn’t dangerous until you spooked and irritated it! What the fuck were you thinking shooting at us?”
“It was running right for Theo, and moose are the most dangerous animals in the forest! Everyone knows that!” she argues, looking completely serious. “And if I was trying to shoot you, you’d be shot! I was trying to get the moose to run away. I didn’t expect it to run towards the gun! Like I said, they’re fucking crazy!”
“Then why the hell didn’t you actually shoot the moose?” Madix challenges.
Remi snorts and gives Madix a scathing look. “Do you think I want all of its relatives coming after me for the rest of our hike back to Endstone? No fucking way, I’m not insane. Moose are like the mob when they have a vendetta. And I’ll have you know, I’m an excellent shot,” she adds tersely.
“You missed!”
“Yeah, but it was on purpose. See? Excellent,” she retorts.
Madix shakes his head. “How the hell did we get tangled up with you during the end of the fucking world?” he asks in exasperation. “You’re a fucking fool, Remington April.”
Oh shit. He just went there.
Brant, Puddles, and I take a step back, as if we’re all just trying to keep from becoming collateral damage from the eruption that's about to happen. Even Coon and the rats back up inside the cage that Brant’s still holding.
Remi jumps down from the tree, landing in front of Madix, and she takes a step toward him. Her blue eyes bright with anger, her temper rising up to meet his. “That’s funny, because the only fool I see around here is you,” she says, poking him in the chest. “You stomp around these woods like you own them, when you don’t know shit, but you’re just too much of a macho prick to admit it. What’s the real problem here? You too much of a sexist pig to be shown up by a woman? Is that it? Not man enough to take what he wants or admit he’s a lost little puppy who needs help sometimes, Mady?”
Madix takes another step forward, crushing against her so that they’re chest-to-chest. She lifts her chin defiantly, while Madix flexes his fists. They stare each other down, but the way they’re looking at each other, I’m not sure if they’re about to fight or fuck.
I’m going to go with C, all of the above.
16
Madix
“I told you, don’t fucking call me Mady,” I growl at her, and Remi’s eyes flash with challenge.
“What’s wrong, Mady?” she enunciates the condescending nickname. “Afraid to get shown up by a crazy bitch?”
Is she serious? Oh, she’s instigating the wrong motherfucking person. I plant my leg between hers to anchor myself and to make sure I don’t give her an inch as I lean into her defiantly. Her breathing hitches ever so slightly as I bring my knee up, and I’m suddenly aware of the heat of her pussy through the material of my pants.
I kind of expect her to take a swing at me. Her eyes are filled with anger, her features radiating challenge, but there’s more there, too. A spark of something that makes my own anger morph.
“I’m waiting for an answer,” she demands, but her voice is breathy and low, and when I move my leg again, she barely suppresses a moan. Fuck. Why am I so turned on by that? I want to rip off her jeans and bury myself inside of her, but I also want to shake her, force her to stop doing crazy ass shit. If she dies because of her own stubbornness or stupidity, I’d never forgive myself. Why is she so damn exasperating?
“I don’t have a problem with women. I have a problem with delusional, crazy people, who put us and themselves at risk.”
She scoffs. “Go fuck yourself, Mady. Just because I do things differently, doesn’t mean I’m crazy. You know less than that pile of shit over there about the world you landed yourself in.” Remi says, motioning at the moose’s parting gift to us.
I laugh humorlessly. “I’m not the one who can’t accept what’s going on out there. I’m not the one who’s trying to ignore the end of the fucking world,” I snap, my hand moving to clamp over her hip like it has a mind of its own.
She stands up on her tiptoes, but instead of pressing her lips to mine like I think she’s going to do, she moves her mouth to my ear. Her breath caresses my neck, and it makes my cock harden even more. “The world, with you in it, can go fuck itself.”
Her sassy mouth is my undoing. In one quick movement, I have her ass in my hands and her legs around my waist. I shove her against a big rock that’s wedged between two tree trunks. Her pupils dilate, and I grind myself against her, making her entire body shudder.
“I don’t think it’s the world that needs fucking,” I growl. “I think it’s you.”
She reaches down and grips me through my pants, making me jolt against her. “Finally. Something we can agree on.”
She squeezes, and I nearly blow my load right then and there. Slapping her hand away, I slip my fingers into her pocket where I know she stuffed condoms. I know this because I watched her get dressed this morning in the quiet of the sunrise, like some obsessed fan boy. I put the square packet between my teeth, holding the foil there while I undo my pants.
“Make it good,” she taunts with a sneer, as she unbuttons her pants, too. “If you can.”
I don’t touch her clit. I don’t check to see if she’s wet. I just tear open the condom packet, roll it over my dick, and pin her with a forearm across her collarbone. In the next movement, I hoist her legs up and shove into her, bottoming out in one punishing thrust that makes her scream out my name.
“That’s what I fucking thought,” I tell her as I pull out almost all the way and then slam back in. I pause for a minute, reveling in the feel of her, but Remi narrows her lust filled gaze at me.
“Oh, don’t tell me Mady is a two pump chump?” she taunts.
I growl at the insult and start fucking her roughly against the stone.“Fuck you,” I snap, as her hands curl around my shoulders.
“About fucking time,” she snaps at me, and I shove my cock so hard up into her, that her eyes roll to the back of her head.
Her nails rake down my back, and even through my shirt, I know she’s leaving scratch marks all over my already scarred skin. She wraps her legs around me, and I cradle her against me as I brutally thrust into her. She’s wild, just like I knew she would be, and I don’t ever want to stop. I don’t ever want to lose this feeling of my cock pushing in and out of her, making her lose her mind the way she makes me lose mine.
“Faster,” she demands, and just to be an asshole, I slow down.
She opens her mouth to tell me off, but I just lean in and bite her bottom lip hard enough to bring a sting of pain, before tilting my head and devouring her with a kiss. I want to ravage her. I want to feast on her until we’re both filled. She nearly shot us, and then that moose went for her, and it fucking terrified me. I pictured her getting trampled to death, right there in front of me, and I fucking lost it. How the hell did she hook me so fast?
She pulls her head away to the side to break the kiss, but I’m still fucking her hard and slow, and I can tell she’s getting frustrated. Good. I want to frustrate her. I want her to feel what she makes me feel.
“Madix,” she growls in warning.
I chuckle darkly and continue my tortuous, slow pace. Her body is coiled so tight that she’s shaking, just waiting for me to let her explode. “You’re at my mercy right now, Remington,” I say against her ear, moving a hand to grip her ass while my other one delves between us to finally tease at her neglected clit. “It’s my cock in your greedy cunt, and you’ll take exactly what I want to give. Don’t pretend you don’t fucking love it, I can feel you dripping all over me.”
Remi moans in approval as I punctuate that statement with a deep thrust and then grind my hips against her. “Oh, you think I’m wet for you, Mady? Such a big ego. Maybe I just like Brant and Theo watching me fuck someone,” she sasses back.
I suck her earlobe into my mouth and bite it, eliciting a half-yelp, half-moan. “I’m just someone, am I?” I rub slow circles around her clit and speed up my thrusts. “Whose name did you scream out when I entered this tight, wet pussy?” I slow my pace again, and Remi lets out a whine as I pull my teasing fingers from her clit and pinch a hard nipple instead. “Who’s fucking you right now, Remi? Tell me, and I’ll make you scream.”
I swallow up her pleasure and moans with another kiss and stamp my name all over her lips as I fuck her deliciously slow against the rock.
“You, Big Boy,” she says. “You’re fucking me.” I open my mouth to demand my name from those wicked lips, but Remi starts laughing and I pause. “Sorry, that was just wrong. I’m officially scratching Big Boy off my sexy nicknames list. It’s awkward and not at all a name you use when you want someone to fuck you harder.” Remi grinds against me, trying to ride me faster, as she says the last part.
I’m lost in the sound of her laugh and how it lightens every heavy, overwhelming thing inside of me. I kiss her again, sucking on her bottom lip and teasing her with my tongue. “Who’s fucking you, so nice and deep, Remi?” I ask against her lips, reaching for her clit again. My balls start to tighten, and I need her to fucking say my name so I can pound into her the way we both need and get lost in her body and our orgasms.
“You, Madix. You’re fucking me. You’re who I need,” she says, making my cock lurch. “Oh God, right there,” she pants as I press down on her clit and speed up. “Harder, Madix. Show me what you do to naughty little cunts.”
With her dirty mouth to spur me on, I press her into the rock even more and fuck her as hard as she deserves. I put everything I have into each pounding thrust, and I feel her tightening around me. “That’s right, Remington. Come all over my cock, while Brant and Theo watch how rough you like it.”
“Yes,” she chants, and I can feel how close to the edge of orgasm she is.
Hints of spasms grip at my punishing cock as I slam into her over and over again. “You wanted my attention, and now you have it. Is this what you wanted? To scream out my name as I punish this pussy?” I capture her moans with my mouth as she writhes. “Your pussy is ready to come all over my cock, isn’t it?”
She moans again in response, but I’m not going to let her off that easy. “Isn’t it?” I demand.
“Yes!”
“Good. I want you to milk me until I come,” I tell her, my fingers circling her clit in rough, quick movements as I’m finally ready to give her everything she needs. “Make me come, Remington. Squeeze my cock dry and show me how much you’ve wanted me to fuck you like this since we first met.”
She explodes. “Oh, fuck yes!” she screams and claws at my back.
Her pussy clamps down around me like a vise, and I thrust as deeply into her as I can, burying my fucking soul into her as my balls tighten, and I nearly black out I come so hard. I work her clit, coaxing another orgasm out of her and lose myself in the feel of our joined pleasure.
When I gain my wits enough to open my eyes again, I see Remington’s forehead resting against my shoulder as she works to catch her breath. I have one hand gripping her ass, while the rock I’ve pinned her to supports the rest of her. I nip at her neck and watch her quiver against me, before I carefully lower her down to her feet. She’s so jellied that she has to grip the boulder to keep herself steady.
I can’t help the cocky grin that comes over my face, and she looks up at me and promptly rolls her eyes. “Yeah, fine. You fucked me silly. But don’t go stroking your ego. I can make myself orgasm like that with my vibrator,” she says as she steps into her pants and starts to button them.
I shake my head. “Liar,” I say as I clean myself up.
She smirks, but steps forward, surprising me when she straightens my shirt for me, running her hands over the wrinkles that her fists made. “Do you feel better about my being right and you being wrong now?” she taunts me.
I fix Remi with an incredulous look. “And here I was thinking I’d fucked some sense into you. Clearly that didn’t happen. Don’t fucking shoot at me anymore.” I demand, and just to be sure she doesn’t, I grab for her rifle. Remi gives me a pointed look, but I’m unfazed. “You can have it back when you can be trusted with it.”
She glares at that statement and steps into me, her nipples grazing the skin of my chest. “Fine, Asshole Joe, but two can play at that game.” She grabs my hand and makes me cup her pussy. “You can have this back when you know how to respect it.” With a smirk, she tosses my hand away and saunters off toward where Brant, Puddles, and Theo are lounging next to a tree.
The guys flash me knowing grins. “Glad to see you two working out your issues,” Brant snarks.
“Yeah, we enjoyed the demonstration,” Theo laughs like an asshole, but I don’t miss that he adjusts himself as he gets all the way back on his feet.
“Let’s get moving,” Remi announces cheerily, giving Puddles some ear scratches and peeking into the carrier to check on Coon and her boys. “You want to double check that I’m headed in the right direction, or are you ready to accept that I’m capable of taking us where we need to go?” she asks me, that sassy mouth back in action already. I’ll need to fuck that next.
With a sardonic smirk, I say, “Lead the way.” I wave a hand in invitation for her to walk ahead of me and proceed to pull out the map just to piss her off.
She rolls her eyes, but doesn’t say anything. “You’re a walking shit show, Remington, but at least you have a nice ass to look at as you do your best to get us lost out here.”
I can’t help the smile the takes over my face as she holds up her middle finger over her shoulder. Theo and Brant chuckle alongside me, and we continue to appreciate her from behind. I shake my head, amused and a little bewildered at how things have played out. I guess we’re doing this. It’d be hard as fuck to turn back now, because if I’m being honest with myself, somehow, this unhinged little hellion has me, and judging by the looks on their faces, I know she has Brant and Theo, too.
