He undresses down to his boxers, leaving a neat pile where he stands.
“Kinky,” I say, pumping my eyebrows.
After some more bantering, we split up. Callum and Jax head to the right and Knox and I to the left. I’m pretty sure I have no chance of finding her. Not with Jax and Knox, so amped up and tuned in. But it’s ok though. I’ll hang out closer to the front and wait for her to come to me. I’m not the hunter and that’s fine.
Knox takes off down the path, moving with a lethal precision I’ve never seen in person. His moves, his footsteps are soundless, like he’s moving in a vacuum. I knew he was a good SEAL, too good, some could say. I pause for a second on the trail, watching him until he disappears.
Silence.
A bush shakes to my right. I don’t know how far away. Three feet? Ten feet?
Let’s explore.
The sticks crunch loudly under my feet. I’m not a ghost like Knox.
I move slowly, walking between bushes and around trees.
“Everlee,” Knox yells out. “You’re playing dirty.”
“I found her pants!” Jax yells out. “And her watch!”
“I have her shirt!” Knox shouts back.
Jax is somewhere to the right of me, but it’s hard to tell how far away, and Knox is further up and to the left.
Something catches my attention on the bush, so I slowly walk over to it. A smile tugs at my lips. She’s toying with us.
“I’ve got her bra,” I add to the conversation.
“I’m coming for you Everlee. And when I find you, my cock is going to be so happy,” Knox yells out.
Silence.
I have to admit, I’m enjoying this a little more than I thought I would and my cock also wants to play. I slip out of my clothes, wearing only my boxers, and leave them beside her bra. Knowing her goal is to get to the front door, and her bra is here and her shirt is further up, she’s probably making her way back.
A stick breaks just behind me.
Everlee.
CALLUM - TRAPPED
“Readyornot,herewe come,” Knox cheers out. He’s excited. Amped. Ready.
After some banter between the boys, I move to the right and start down the trail. I know I don’t have a chance of finding her unless she falls into my lap, which would be most welcome, but doubtful.
She’s competitive and will want to win, although part of me knows she’s horny. I could see it on her face when she was doing the demo with Knox and it killed me, knowing I couldn’t satisfy her. I could only watch.
The dirt under my feet shifts slightly, as the sound of sticks and leaves crumbles under each step. The attention to detail in this room is amazing.
While I’m looking down, trying to figure out if the dirt and sticks are real, Jax speeds past me, moving like a ghost. Soundless.
He’s in the zone.
Him and Knox, both.
This is probably the closest they’ve been to something like this since they left the SEALs. Neither of them talks about it very much, but I have to imagine they’re excited about the hunt. I feel something with the whole Hunter Warrior complex, but nothing like them. I can nearly feel their excitement, their arousal, pulsing off of them.
Everlee is the same. The need to win, but also the need to be hunted. I saw it on her face when she was in the room. She’s excited.
