“We don’t want our girl getting lost in the woods.”
“There are markers along the trail. She’s perfectly safe, but you’re right. I can’t wait to fulfill her wildest fantasy. And from the way you’re reacting…”
He nipped the corner of my mouth. “Yes, Sir. Whatever you’re thinking? You’re right.”
“Go on, Reed. I’ll catch up.”
I didn’t move. King released his hold, allowing me to move freely. Two harsh slaps met the sensitive part of my body where my ass and thigh met. I grunted from the sudden flare of pain. He wasn’t kidding.
“Go.” He motioned toward the door.
I finally got my feet to comply and headed outside.
Twenty
Eloise
Despite the chill in the air and the pine needles crunching under my feet, my body felt alive and warm maybe for the first time ever in my life. Quickening my steps, I threw myself against the huge pine. The bark was rough against my thin t-shirt. Peeking around the trunk, I locked eyes with Reed. He rubbed his hand across his mouth, and I darted deeper into the woods.
Slamming straight into Kingston, I was so flustered that I stopped moving completely.
“Sir,” I managed before spinning around but Reed had already caught up to us. I had nowhere to go.
My stomach dropped into my toes and I hit the forest floor on my hands and knees. Crawling to get away, I headed toward Kingston instead of the direction I’d wanted. He reached for me but I slipped through the space of his legs. When I thought I might be able to stand and make a clean break, Reed grabbed the back of my neck. Feeling very much like a kitten who’d been plucked out of her element, I gasped.
“Did you really think you could escape both of us, baby?”
Digging my nails into the soft flesh of his palm elicited a wince followed by a growl. He released me. But my victory wasshort-lived. Kingston swept my knees out from under me and I crashed into the ground. The move was so unexpected that I almost laughed. Nothing was funny about being face down in the dirt with my Sir straddling my body.
“Naughty kitten,” he tsked.
Kingston struck my upper thighs with one of his hands, pinning me in place. Reed bent down by my head kissing along my hairline to my ears and lower to my neck. Whispered words of praise reached my ears in a dizzying combination of sweet and rough. Arousal burned through me as I struggled to process it.
Reed growled. “She’s mewing. Listen to that, Sir. That sound is going to be the start of so many of my fantasies from now on.”
“Let’s see what other noises we can pull from her pretty little mouth,” Kingston responded.
“Let me up,” I said, panting.
“Beg,” Kingston commanded.
His body weight pressed against me fully like a weighted blanket. Soothing, yet deeply arousing. “Make me.”
“You’re going to regret that particular challenge, kitten.”
“Am I, Sir?”
“Such a naughty little thing.”
Kingston pressed something cold and metal against my lower back, the tugging of the cloth and sound of shears assaulted my senses.Medical scissors. Smart.I was glad I’d worn cheap clothes as we’d previously agreed on.
“Turn her onto her back, Reed.”
Before I could protest, Reed shifted me around, lifting me up into his arms. Kingston cut my sweatpants along the seams, using the cloth ties to bind my legs. The binds would prevent me from running. He raised the strewn t-shirt, tearing it into strips and tying my arms together, avoiding my wrists completely. Repeating his careful, calculated motions, he cut away my flimsy bra-and-panty set with a few snips.
“Were you a boy scout too, Sir?” My brat found the scenario quite amusing. The rest of me was so turned on I could scarcely breathe.
He tossed something at Reed. “Stuff her panties in her mouth.”
