Their smiles turned positively feral.
“We claim our prize…however we want.” Beck winked, his eyes full of dark promise.
Heavenly could barely breathe. Their game was twisted, barbaric. She should be afraid, feel revulsion. She should refuse. But the incessant throbbing between her legs told her the last thing she felt was disgust.
She fidgeted, pressing her thighs together to quell the ache. No such luck.
“You game, angel?” Seth chivalrously gave her an out. “You don’t have to do this.”
“No. I-I want to.” Unable to contain her excitement, she caught her hand trembling as she signed.
The guys both did the same, then Seth set down the pen with a decisive clack.
“Your website indicated there’s a room where she can change?” Beck said to the bearded man in the plaid shirt as he lifted the black duffel.
“In there.” The proprietor pointed to a door on the far side of the room.
“Perfect.”
Heavenly’s heart kicked up another notch. “What am I changing into? What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”
Beck grinned as he guided her into a room lined with tall metal lockers, Seth following behind. “It will be more fun if you wear this…”
He plucked a gauzy white nightgown from the duffel.
She stared at the garment, her mind racing as she blinked up at him. “It’s…transparent.”
Seth’s expression turned downright dirty. “It is.”
Nibbling her bottom lip, Heavenly considered the situation. The fence suggested the property was private. The weather was perfect, a mere hint of a breeze to ruffle the temperate evening. She only had one question.
“Will anyone else see me wearing this?”
“We’re the only guests here tonight,” Beck promised.
That was a relief. She wouldn’t want to run into other strangers “hunting.”
She took the nightgown from his grasp. “Do I just put my things in the locker?”
“Yep. And, um…leave your shoes here, too.” Beck nodded to her sandals.
She frowned. “I’ll be barefoot.”
“Oh, you will,” Seth drawled as if he liked that.
Her eyes narrowed. “But…won’t I be at a disadvantage?”
“That’s the idea.” Beck smiled deviously.
Heavenly licked her lips. “You don’t play fair.”
Together, the guys laughed before Seth dropped his hand to her waist, then slid it down to her backside. “You’re just now catching on?”
“Don’t worry, little girl,” Beck added. “You’ll be screaming later, but not because you’re angry about the rules.”
She could just imagine all the ways they’d make her scream.
Heavenly blushed. “I’m marrying perverts.”
