If I was going to suffer through whatever cultish ritual this was, I wanted to reallyexperienceit.
No holding back. Not after what I’d done the night before.
Then Dom joined Spencer and Leo in front of me, all of them forming a wall of muscle. My gaze moved between them. Spencer looked hungry, her eyes burning to take me; Leo was a mix of concern and desperation to have me; and Dom… Dom looked like she wanted to hate every second of this.
But somewhere behind those ice pick eyes, I could feel her heavy breathing. How she liked to watch my wrists in the cuffs. She wanted this. And so did I.
Spencer stepped forward first, winking at me as she began. “It was said that the gods brought each other to the river Styx, made them take oaths to the river goddess herself.”
Way more culty than I could have even imagined.
A part of me wanted to laugh as Leo moved closer. “It was believed that an oath became a part of your destiny, that defying an oath would be defying your own nature.”
And then came Dom’s growl. “But if you found a way to defy nature, you’d be punished with isolation and rejection from the council of gods who resided at the summit of Mount Olympus.”
Spencer moved to my side, each of my captors moving in a slow circle around me like I was their cornered prey. Like they’d been hunting me for years.
From the look on Dom’s face, I was starting to wonder if that was true.
Spencer reappeared before me just as Dom disappeared into the darkness of the shop. My sweet Spencer’s face was serious now, the smirk vanished. “You swore yourself to The Oracle in blood last night, in obedience to the whole.”
And then she was gone, behind me again.
Leo came next, licking her teeth. “But you swear your oath tousby the Goddess Styx.”
As Dom reappeared, I looked deep into her eyes. They held the same look she’d given me the night before as she’d handed me the scythe.
Swallowing hard, I tried to figure out how I’d ended up here. They weren’t just three sexy roommates in a biker gang. This shit was a straight up cult. And I’d stumbled right into their lair.
As I dangled, my feet suddenly starting to slip and my stability waning, Dom kept moving.
Spencer’s brow furrowed as she came into view. “The oath is, as are all things, voluntary.”
Then Leo. “An exchange of assurances. We can promise your protection.”
Only once the doctor was out of sight did Dom reappear. But this time, she came close to my ear, her lips millimeters from my skin. “What is your safety worth?”
I turned my head to face her, trying to stop the goosebumps rising along the notches of my spine.
But Dom held fast. “What are you willing to pledge?”
Her eyes were full of expectation, as if I should be spluttering out options.
My first born child.
Every cent I’ll ever earn.
My freedom.
Just as my lips parted to answer, Spencer stepped closer to the lift as Dom moved in her circle. Her hand ran up my bare legs as she licked her lips, still just as hungry. “How about we help you brainstorm, Bunny?”
With a wink, Spencer stood back and rolled her shoulders back. “Kiera Tierney, do you swear yourself to us as we will give ourselves to you?”
Stopping me from answering yet again, Leo moved into my line of sight. “To put your mind, body, and soul in front of the sword.” Leo brought her hand to her neck, her thumb rubbing the pommel and hilt of her tattoo.
Too distracted but how good her neck and hands looked, I hardly noticed Dom circling back. It was the hiss of her words that drew my gaze from Leo. “To let truth and honesty guide all that you do.”
Rolling my eyes, I couldn’t stop myself from scoffing. All I’d ever done was be honest with them. Not that they’d extended the same courtesy to me. I still wasn’t buying Dom’s excuse, she knew Gabe. She must have.
