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What on earth did she do to deserve all this?
“Where’s Morgan Jules?” he asked.
Lorelei opened her mouth and then closed it. If they didn’t know where Morgan was that meant he was possibly safe. Maybe in hiding if he knew these three men were looking for him? Oh, Morgan, what have you gotten yourself into?
Her mind reeled with incidents from the last week with Morgan. She hadn’t seen him in person since Tuesday but that was hardly anything to be alarmed about since they had gone grocery shopping the Saturday previously and out for lunch the Sunday.
She waved goodbye to him on Tuesday on her way to work but she was late already, so they didn’t talk. He had called on Thursday... but it had been from a number she hadn’t recognized and even that wasn’t a big deal, he did that sometimes when he was at work.
Their conversation had been brief since she had to go to a meeting. But now that she thought about it, he had sounded a little distant. He didn’t even come up with clever ways to tease her about breaking the coffee machine when she told him about it quickly, just that he would be working late the next two nights. Had he even come home the night before? She didn’t know because she had passed out by eight that evening.
“I don’t know where he is,” she said, trying to mask her relief that he might be safe by fastening her gown again which proved awkward to do with his hand still gripping her hair. Every time he pulled a little her nipples hardened, and wetness seemed to drip from her thighs.
Oh god, she still had the broken part of a sex toy stuck inside her. She had momentarily forgotten her reason for coming over to Morgan’s house in the first place.
Fuck on a spear, never mind a stick.
“Are you working with him?”
“What? No. I’m an accountant at Comfy Office Furniture. I don’t work with Morgan. I—”
“Is he your boyfriend? Is that why you’re here naked under that robe?”
“What? No. No. No. No. I’m his— Morgan is my friend. I don’t know where he is. I came over because... because I needed to ask him... something.”
But everything was against her now. Lorelei, more mortified than she could ever be, felt the stark incessant pulse electrify her pussy from the toy still inside her. The sole reason she was here at Morgan’s house. To seek his help with fixing her phone so she could turn off the device running amok inside her.
Instead, she had found three strangers. Now she was going to have an episode in front of these unknown men. In her friend’s house without her friend anywhere in sight. But hopefully safe.
No. No. No.
This had to be the pinnacle of all her disastrous moments put together.
Her breathing took on a dark heavy rhythm and her eyes misted with tears of horror and frustration. With renewed strength, she pushed away from the man still holding her hair captive. His eyes narrowed but he released her on his own accord.
She turned and fumbled with the door, but the hand pressing it down destroyed her mightiest efforts to escape.
Please, please, please, not now.
She had never in all her life been more frozen with indecision than at that moment. Her flight and fight responses were a muddled mess. She moved away from the door as the vibrations rolled through her. Maybe she should be lucky the intensity had been lowered significantly. Hopefully, this was the start of it dying off completely.
But moving away from one man had her bumping into another.
God save her soul.
She couldn’t believe her eyes. Despite her pussy being zapped with thrilling but very unwanted pulses coursing through her, she couldn’t deny the second man was equally gorgeous and as scary as the first one.
His hair was also dark, but while man number one had his brushed back without a strand out of place, man number two had his soft and wavy with a lock that seemed to constantly fall onto his forehead. But that hardly softened his look. Intense blue eyes stripped her of her breath. His scent and the heat emanating from his body screamed power and danger.
She stumbled away from him and turned straight into man number three.
Why did they have to look so unbelievably attractive and yet also so menacing at the same time? Man number three, with his dark hair cut incredibly short at the sides and just a little longer on the top, stroked his jaw as he narrowed what she thought were his hazel-colored eyes at her. Nothing detracted from the symmetry of his face, and she couldn’t stop herself from gasping.
The buzzing inside her was still at a minimum, and lucky for her the toy was conveniently silent.
But for how long? With the misalignment of her inebriated stars, it wouldn’t be long before the app, operated by a ghost clearly, upped the speed and intensity to the mother-load of speed and intensity.
Just kill me now.
