Page 11 of Brutal Ambition


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Kyle wants to be the leader, and the redhead wants to be a part of something. Aiden just seems to want what he wants, and if he doesn’t need the other guys to get it… I don’t know. I might be able to work with that.

A guy who hasn’t spoken yet volunteers to get the rope to tie my feet. I dart a fearful glance down at him and swallow, then I look back up at Aiden helplessly. His eyes narrow and my heart leaps.

Unfortunately, rather than come to my rescue, he pushes my thighs apart. Smirking at me as he wedges himself between them, he says lightly, “I’ll hold her legs.”

“You’re a lot of help,” Kyle sulks.

“It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.” As he half-taunts me and half-taunts his friends, Aiden slides his hands up the undersides of my thighs. He stops at the hem of my thigh-highs, then pushes them down, sliding his fingers down under the soft material so he can caress my legs.

Heat blooms on my cheeks as his hand roams my now-exposed inner thigh. I’m terrified he’ll touch me higher, so my entire body is tense. He doesn’t—maybe just because of the bodysuit—but he continues to touch me as the redhead and another guy wrap a length of rope around each of my wrists.

Two other guys roughly grab my ankles and work the rope around each one so my legs are forced to stay spread.

My heart flutters. I feel sick, but I feel a flutter between my legs too, and it’s deeply humiliating. I try to shake it off, reminding myself fear can trigger feelings of arousal. And I know what they intend to do to me. It’s not like they’re being discreet.

My voice shakes, but I still feel like Aiden is the only lifeline I might have, so I make a move to grab onto him. “You sure you want to go last?” I ask softly.

He cocks a dark eyebrow in surprise, his lips lifting slightly. “You hungry for dick, pretty girl?”

My heart flutters and I shake my head no. “I don’t want them to touch me.”

He doesn’t miss the way I separated him from them.

His gaze locks with mine, and I feel a thread of hope despite the ropes now rendering me entirely helpless. I can’t move more than a few inches, and every move I make hurts, as the tight rope cuts into my sensitive flesh.

Aiden grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls me up from the table. Being raised makes the rope bite into my wrist, so I cry out, and as I do, he leans in so he can catch my cry in his mouth.

Chapter Four

Brynn

Several things happen in the span of a second.

I feel Aiden’s warm lips covering mine and my heart does a somersault. I haven’t been kissed in a long time, and I don’t want to kiss him, but I don’t want to die, either.

Kyle starts to say something, but he doesn’t get to finish.

He’s too startled.

We all are.

Because the lights go out.

The notion they might have planned it this way dies as Aiden rips his mouth from mine and leans back. His fingers are still cradling my head, but I can’t see anything. I can only hear as Kyle yelps and something hits a wall hard. I hear rustling robes as some guys move, and murmurs like, “what the fuck is going on?”

One of the guys lights up his cell phone. I see Aiden still straddling me but looking back over his shoulder, trying to figure out what the hell is happening.

Then I see movement down by my bound legs. Guys moving. One falls.

Nobody knows what’s going on.

This isn’t part of it.

Amid the flailing noises and the murmurs of confusion, Kyle flicks the light back on. My confused gaze only lands on him for a moment. One hand is braced on the wall, the other cradling his head as he looks around a bit dazedly.

There’s someone in the room with us. Someone who wasn’t here when I came down.

The intruder is wearing all black, but he’s not wearing a hooded robe like the other guys. He’s wearing a skull mask.

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