“Crystal,” Beck and Seth assured in tandem.
“The other employees I’ve mentioned are situated inside the compound. They’re dressed in camo. They strive to remain invisible to enhance your experience. Don’t be alarmed if you happen to see one during your hunt, but it’s unlikely since they’re discreet and your hunting party is so small.”
“That’s the second time you’ve mentioned our party having fewer members than normal.” Beck cocked his head. “How many usually join a hunt?”
The man grinned. “Last night, we had ten hunters.”
“How many prey?” Seth arched a brow.
“Just one.”
Ten on one? The mental image of that stole her breath—being overwhelmed, outnumbered, completely at the mercy of ten hungry men. Her core clenched involuntarily. She’d never want that for herself; she loved Beck and Seth too much to take on anyone else. But…she could imagine how excited last night’s “doe” must have been.
“I don’t know what all they did to her.” The man shrugged. “But they had to carry her out.”
She couldn’t even walk?
Seth grinned devilishly. “If things go as planned, we’ll be carrying out our fiancée tonight as well.”
Seriously? Heavenly bowed her head as her cheeks caught fire.
The man merely chuckled, then stepped from behind the counter before handing Beck and Seth each a pair of night-vision goggles. “Any other questions before we begin?”
“None from me,” Beck replied.
“I’m good,” Seth seconded. “Angel?”
“No questions.” Her voice quivered—not from fear, but from a heady mix of arousal and anticipation humming through her veins, leaving her short of breath and a little dizzy.
“Then follow me, and we’ll get the hunt started,” the bearded man instructed.
Heart pounding and blood pumping, she handed Beck his windbreaker. He and Seth each cinched an arm around her waist. Together, they followed the man down a long, narrow hallway before pausing at a wide, sliding-glass door.
Darkness was settling over the densely treed landscape. Everything was black except the ambient footlights lining a dirt path to a tall wooden gate.
“This is as far as you gentlemen go…for now,” the man announced, then smiled Heavenly’s way as he opened the glass door. Cool air, heavy with the scent of earth, wafted over her face. “Ready?”
Her pulse jackhammered. Her breaths shortened. “Yes.”
“We’ll see you soon, little girl,” Beck promised roughly, eyes hungry.
“And when we find you?” Seth growled. “We’ll remind you exactly what it means to be owned by us.”
Her pussy quivered. Heavenly tried to swallow, but her mouth was too dry. After a last clinging gaze, she turned and scurried out the door.
“Better run fast!” Beck called out after her.
Neither of them would ever hurt her, but this game got into Heavenly’s head, pumping nerves, anxiety, and clenching need all through her body.
The bearded man followed her along the path until the glass door snicked behind them, enclosing them together in the shadowy hall leading to the wooden gate. “One more thing. You’ve signed a waiver and given me verbal consent, but I need to ask one more time…alone. Are you consensually engaging in this hunt?”
She crossed her arms self-consciously over her breasts, but he wasn’t looking. “I am, willingly and gladly.”
He sent her an approving smile. “Once you enter the compound, I’ll begin the timer. You’ll have five minutes before I…release the hounds, so to speak. Good luck.”
“Any hints? Best places to hide?”
Grinning wryly, he shook his head. “I’ve explained the five major locations on the property. If you want to get caught, choose one you know will appeal to your hunters. If you want to make this last, pick a place you don’t think they’ll look. And if you really want them to work for it…one of the locations—I won’t say which—has an underground hidey-hole. You just have to find it.”
