“What?” I squeak out.
His deep chuckle has the hairs on the back of my neck rising. “You run. We wait, then chase you.”
The guy on the right steps forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with the leader. “When we catchyou, we’re going to devour every fucking inch of that body and mark you as ours.”
“Excuse me?” I hiss.
The last guy steps forward and joins the other two. “We’ve let you have your freedom, watched from afar and now we’re tired of wondering what you taste like. We want to own you, consume you, fill you with our release and you’re going to love every fucking second of it.”
CHAPTER TWO
CHRIS
Her eyes are wide with terror but lurking beneath I see the desire—she’s craving this and is trying to rationalize with herself why this is wrong. She can spend an eternity trying to figure that shit out but she won’t get the answer she wants, we won’t allow it. For months we have watched her, let her be and tried to curb the urges we felt toward her. Not anymore. Holly Noelle will be our new fuck toy and she will enjoy every fucking second of it.
The instant her eyes dart to the door, I grin behind my mask. She’s about to play the game. “Run,” I grit out.
A small mewl escapes her as she rushes for the door, grips the handle and tries to yank it open, but it won’t budge. “What the fuck?” she snaps as she continues to tug at the thing, hoping it will budge. When Saint begins to laugh, she peers over hershoulder and glares at us. She exhales harshly, then releases her grip on the handle and faces us. “Okay,” she forces out and places her hands on her hips with a devious look in her eyes. “One, you're all full of shit because you had no plans to allow me to run. Two, how the fuck do you think this thing is going to go down?”
“The only one going down is you,snowflake,” I purr.
She scoffs. “You think I’m about to let the three of you fuck my brains out in my boss’ office, while he is out there with the rest of the staff?” She doesn’t give us a chance to answer. “Look around, dipshits, the room has no walls, it’s all windows—” Her retort dies on her tongue when my brother pulls a remote out of his pocket, hits a button, then all the windows turn black. We’re able to see out but no one is able to see in, but she doesn’t need to know that. “Fuck me…” she mutters in shock.
“That’s the plan,” Nick growls, drawing her attention to him.
She swallows audibly and casts her gaze over each of us before finally settling on my brother. “So, this isn’t happening. I have my period and blood and sex just isn’t a great mix?—”
“Says who?” Saint claps back.
Her face scrunches. “Uh, society?”
“You asking or telling us, snowflake?” I fire back.
She stands there looking stunned fora second before she wipes the stupor from her face. “You don’t care that I have my period?”
Tired of this back and forth, I move toward her, taking slow measured steps so she can feel the tension rising slowly. I’m a masochist, love to torture myself with the prospect of sex and love to drag it out. Judging from the way her body slowly begins to tremble and her breathing turns shallow, she’s into it as well. I don’t stop until her front is flush against my own. I reach out and grip the back of her neck, forcing her head back to hold my masked gaze.
I use my free hand to trail the tips of my fingers down the front of her sequined dress that has been driving me crazy since the moment she stepped off that elevator. Unable to stop myself, I cup her tit in my palm, relishing in the half gasp half moan that slips out of her. When I pinch her nipple between my fingers, she cries out and pushes onto her tiptoes.
I release her and continue my downward trail until I reach the hem of her dress and push it up to her hips. I peek down to see she is wearing a red lace thong that has me biting the inside of my cheek to keep me from groaning. I cup her pussy and growl my approval at the feeling of her heat in the palm of my hand. Her body tenses for a split second before she relaxes and moans.
I release my hold on her neck, reach into the pocket of my robe and retrieve the blindfold. She eyes it for a second, then darts her gaze back to me.
“Now, before you go overthinking this, don’t. I’mabout to take away one of your senses to heighten your others and force you to feel things you never knew you could.” I don’t wait for her approval, I secure the black silk around her head and steal her vision from her. I look back over my shoulder and nod to Nick and Saint. They make their way toward us and I know the second she can feel their nearness because she begins to tremble.
“Hands behind your back,” Nick snaps. She does as he asks. He keeps them in place with his own hand as Saint pushes his mask up to the top of his head, then grips her chin, forcing her to face him. Her mouth parts, but she isn’t given a chance to speak as Saint smashes his lips to hers. I relish the sight of my boyfriend feasting on her. I’ve dreamt about this for months, and finally seeing it happen has me hard as fucking rock.
I drop to my knees before her and push my own mask to the top of my head. Leaning forward, I brush my nose against her pussy and inhale. Her strangled gasp fills the room, making me smirk against her panties.
“I-I… I have my period,” she stutters as she breaks the kiss with Saint. She’s trying to sound unaffected but we can hear the need in her voice, she fucking wants this.
“Your point?” Nick retorts.
I ignore them as I push her panties to the side and smile at the sight of the string of her tampon. I clampmy teeth down on it and draw back, pulling it out of her pretty little cunt. The instant it’s free, she jerks in the guys’ hold and fights against Nick to free her arms, but he doesn’t budge an inch.
I toss the bloody tampon to the side and ignore her pathetic pleas as I swipe my tongue through her slick folds. Her pleas mute and turn to moans of pleasure as I push my tongue inside her tight, wet pussy. When the metallic taste of her blood hits my tongue, a feral urge overcomes me. I grip her hips and pull her in closer so I can eat the fuck out of her cunt, until she comes all over my face.
“Oh fuck!” she cries out when I suck her clit into my mouth. I insert two fingers inside her and relish in the scream that rips free from her lips. Saint grips her and lifts her ass, giving me better access. I don’t waste a second. I increase my tempo and curl my fingers, stroking that sweet spot inside her.
