“Stop being such a pussy,” Cillian chastises.
“Look who’s all big and bad without his fucking cane. What if that gobshite kicks you in your bad leg?”
“Oh my God. You’re really letting me down as a bunch of gangsters right now. Throw the bag over his head and tell him it’s you, and do not panic.”
Lorcán blinks at me. “You have met him, right?”
“Bunch of babies,” I complain, lifting my dress and tugging the hem of my panties down my thighs. I hand them to Declan. “Better than chloroform.”
A grin spreads over my Beta’s face as he brings the panties to his nose and inhales. “Where would we be without you?”
“Sad and lonely, for sure,” I reply.
The sound of the garage door opening has us scattering apart. My job was clear: unlock and have the nest open and ready to drag Finn in. However, I do absolutely need to watch this all go down.
As soon as he walks through the door, Cillian is grabbing his arms, wrangling them behind his back as Lorcán attempts to grab his feet.
Declan shoves my panties into Finn’s face, and I have to cover my face in laughter.
“Get the fuck off of me,” Finn growls as the other men attempt to hold him still.
“Stop squirming, fuck,” Declan grunts before tossing a bag over his head.
I feel a little bad seeing Finn in this state, but not bad enough to stop it as I jog down the hall to my nest and put in the code, opening the nest door as the guys carry a very pissed off Finn into the nest.
He elbows Cillian in the stomach, a loudunfleaving him as he winces and puts Finn in the sex chair. He grabs the rope out of his back pocket and uses it to secure Finn’s ankles to the feet of the chair.
“I’m going to kill you motherfuckers as soon as you take this shit off my face,” Finn threatens, and I wince.
Okay, it’s showtime. I mean, this was my plan. Plus, I think it will do Finn some good. We can move forward on even footing now. He kidnapped me; I kidnapped him, and now we're bonded and working towards something real.
Declan grabs the hood and pulls it off Finn’s head, my panties dropping out of the hood and onto Finn’s chest.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he sneers, blinking and looking around the room.
“Don’t be stupid, Finn, it’s unbecoming,” I say, throwing his words back at him.
He clicks his tongue and truly takes in where we are, safe in the nest. This wasn’t about hurting him, it was about fun and a little payback.
“What’s this about? Payback? I thought we were past all this.”
“Spoken like a true spoiled Alpha,” I respond, remembering every part of that conversation from that night.
“What are you going to do to me, Elena? Surely you’re not going to have me tied to this chair for days on end,” he replies.
I approach the chair, cupping his chin in my hand.
“No, that would be cruel. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then why don’t you let me go and show you what a forgiving bonded I can be?”
“You already know I’ve forgiven you.”
“Then what’s this about?” he acts irritated, but I can tell he’s intrigued.
“It’s penance.”
Finn’s eyes search mine, and I can feel his nervousness down the bond. I lean forward, still holding his chin as I whisper in his ear.
