The game continues through the building. She’s fast and clever, using debris and broken furniture to slow us down. It doesn’t, but we don’t let her know.
She races up to the fourth floor, bursting through a door and into a large room that used to be an office space. Desks are overturned, the filing cabinets rusted and empty. Moonlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows that line one side of the room, though half of them are shattered.
It’s a dead end, and she realizes the moment she enters.
She spins around, but we’re already there, our bodies filling the doorway. She backs up until she hits a desk, her hands bracing behind her.
“Looks like you’re trapped.”Ace states the obvious.
Her chest heaves with each breath, and I can see her pulse hammering in her throat. She’s not wearing her hoodie anymore; she must have tossed it during the chase. Now only a thin black tank top rides up slightly, showing a strip of pale skin.
“So I am.” Maddie crosses her arms. “Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to do something about it?”
Rhodes moves first, circling to her right. Ace goes left, while I stay in the doorway, blocking any attempt at escape.
“Oh, we’re going to do something about it,”Ace promises.
“Sounds like a threat,” she says with a smirk.
I move forward.“It’s a promise.”
Ace reaches her first, his hand catching her chin and tilting her face up.“Safe word?”
“Red,” she whispers.
“Good girl.”He releases her and steps back.
Rhodes moves in, and she doesn’t pull away. His hands find her waist, lifting her and moving her onto a nearby desk in one smooth motion. Her legs dangle, not quite touching the floor, and she braces her hands on his shoulders for balance.
“Please,” she whispers, but we all know she’s not asking us to stop.
I move closer, positioning myself behind her. My hands settle on her shoulders, and I feel her shiver under my touch.
“We’re going to take care of you,”I tell her. “But you have to be good.”
“I’m always good,” she lies.
Ace laughs, knowing the truth.“We’ll see about that.”
He nods once at Rhodes, his silent order clear.
Rhodes’s hands slide from her waist to the hem of her tank. He tugs it upward, but slowly enough that she can stop him if she wants. The fabric drags over her head and is tossed somewhere behind him.
“Shoes,”Ace says.
She toes them off, and the thud of each one hitting the concrete echoes through the empty room.
Rhodes then hooks his thumbs into the waistband of her leggings before glancing up at Ace for confirmation. He nods sharply, and Rhodes draws them down her legs, leaving her perched on the desk completely bare to us. She shivers, and Itighten my grip on her shoulders, steadying her, then I help her lie back.
Ace’s voice lowers.“Good girl.”
As her thighs spread open at his words, I step to her side, just above her right shoulder, and plant one hand on the desk beside her head. I curl the other hand around her throat, my thumb resting just below her jaw to hold her still.
Her pulse jumps against my palm. I want to fucking ruin her for any other man, but I wait, needing to watch her fall apart first.
Ace circles slowly. He stops near Rhodes, placing a hand on his shoulder.“Make her scream.”
“Thought you’d never ask.”Rhodes then undoes the button on his pants and pulls out his cock. He strokes himself once, already hard, and steps between her legs.
