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That’s what I like the most when it comes to sex.
I love giving over control.
I love being used.
But unfortunately for my needy pussy, as quickly as they walked in, they’re gone. Leaving me with flutters in my belly and turned on as all hell.
“Will you tell me where we’re going?” While I’m buckling my seatbelt, I give Ky my best unimpressed glare. He once again thumped me in the gym this morning, then announced with an air of mystery that I needed to be ready to go for a drive.
So now, I’m showered, dressed, and secured in the passenger side of their simply monstrous armored vehicle, similar to the one he drugged me in all of a couple of weeks ago—or at least I think it has been around about two weeks—and now we’re headed down the gravel road leading away from the compound.
It’s just the two of us. Alone.
My brain won’t stop replaying the sight of his bottom lip being caught between Raven’s teeth.
The temperature in here has skyrocketed a hundred degrees.
“You’ll see soon enough,” he says. Noncommittal as ever.
“Is this the part where you take me out into the middle of nowhere and dispose of my body?” I shuffle around in my seat to get comfortable.
All Ky does is rest one hand over the top of the steering wheel and the other on the gear stick in a way that shouldn’t be attractive. But it is. It so fucking is.
In an effort to remind myself that I am still pissed off at them for what they’ve done to me, I snap my fingers in his direction. “Oh, no, wait…you can’t do that yet; the three of you want to screw me in front of a room full of people first. You fucking creeps.”
He keeps his eyes on the road ahead, but I see the way the corner of his mouth tilts upwards. We slow to a crawl as we pass through the security gate; the team stationed there in black tactical gear wear a don’t mess with us air about them that indicates they’ve got everything from guns to rocket launchers at their fingertips.
Ky gives them a nod and a mock salute as we pass by.
Once we’re out the other side, I pluck up the courage to keep pressing him. Out of all three of my captors, he’s the one who has spent the most time with me. He brings me coffee and accompanies me to their gym. There’s no hiding the way he openly looks at me with hunger, but for whatever reason, he’s kept his hands and words to himself since that first day teaching me self-defense. Leaving me to be the one panting after him a little bit more day by day.
If there’s any hope of getting at least one of them on my side in all this, I’ll take my chances with the mischievous Viking filling the seat next to me.
“So what is it going to be? Fuck me, claim Noire House, and then get rid of my body?” Shifting my position to face him, I study the side of his face.
“I’d choose your words carefully, baby girl.” Fuck. My face flames whenever he calls me that. Whether or not he means it as a phrase intended to taunt me, my insides do a little swoop each time all the same.
“Well, you’re all the ones with this master plan to keep me prisoner and claim me.”
“And…like I’ve said…you’d prefer if it was one of your father’s many friends instead?” He drawls the words as if we’re talking about something as mundane as the weather. The sight of his veins in his hand flexing as he grips the steering wheel is doing ungodly things to my sense of self-preservation.
I’m all but a melted puddle here in this expensive leather seat.
But I am one stubborn woman.
“I’d prefer it was none of you. I want to go back to my life.” Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I watch him closely for any hint or flicker that he feels compassion for me in all of this.
“Then explain to me why you’re panting and squirming over there.”
Jesus. I swallow hastily in an effort to not sound exactly as he’s just described.
“I’m not. You’re all assholes who think you can get away with ruining my life.”
Ky lets out a dark chuckle. “Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“Well then, stop eye-fucking me, or I’ll pull over and pound that sweet cunt of yours right here on the side of the road ’til you beg for mercy.”
