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Run. Get out of here!
But it doesn't outweigh the pulsing between my legs, which I instantly recognize as my arousal. Wetness pools in my panties, begging for them to make me feel the desire I’ve held in for so long and want to set free. I’ve felt it plenty of times before when staring at handsome strangers or before using my trusted vibrator. That’s all I’ve had for a year, and now, I’m about to feel the real thing. And it’s only amplified by their intense stares, eating me alive like they want to devour every inch of me.
I'm doomed.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end when they move as one entity. Marching toward me like they're the wolves and I'm the rabbit on the run.
"When we're done here, you're going to wish you knew our names…" Brown Eyes says with promise in his words.
Feelings of instant regret claw in my mind, urging me to flee from their stares and to run home with my tail tucked between my legs. Visions of my lonely bed come to mind with my half-read book on the nightstand. Go there, my mind says. Don’t do this tonight.
I shiver when my monster’s face pops into my mind with his controlling smile and vicious fists. But I push it away.
Screw him and his control. He can’t take this moment away from me, like he’s taken so many other things.
"We're going to ruin you for everyone else, Little Kitten," Light Gray Eyes says, touching the cat ears on my head with a chuckle. “You’ll feel us deep in your cunt for weeks to come. Every step you take, you’re going to remember us.” I can practically feel the grin beneath his mask as his eyes light up for the first time. There’s the sign of life I was waiting for.
The third one remains silent and stoic. Stepping up, he wraps my hair around his fist, forcing my head back. My lips part, and a gasp falls out. In a flash, his deep blue eyes track all over my masked face, taking in as much as possible.
"This is coming off," Brown Eyes says, pulling at my black leather corset snugly resting against my body and forcing my tits up.
Seriously. Who invented corsets? They're death contraptions. But when the man who rules your life hands you a skimpy costume at your meeting place with instructions on what to do, you do it without question.
"First, I'll bite these off." I hold my breath when Light Gray Eyes drops to the floor, kneeling before me like I’m his damn queen and takes my hand in his, lifting his mask just far enough to reveal his mouth. I shiver when his hot breath works through the black satin gloves, and he slowly pulls them off with his teeth. Finger by finger, he works them off with only his mouth doing the job.
Despite my rules, I'm aching to see their faces and know their identities. Maybe they’re princes from another land and are here to whisk me away to safety. A girl can dream.
But that's the thrill of it, right? Strangers doing strangers and never looking back. No names. No faces. Just the pleasure we’re about to receive from one another and the memory we cling to in the future after we’ve separated. I know they’ll be on my mind for weeks to come.
Pale skin reflects off the moonlight shining in from the open windows, giving me a little glimpse at the man on his knees for me. Soft blond facial hair is the only feature I see besides a dimple hiding beneath as his lips curve into a smile.
"How about these?" he asks in a deep, husky voice, making my toes curl in my heels when his fingers run down my thighs, still covered by my fishnet tights.
"The heels stay," Brown Eyes demands in a low voice, catching my chin in his grasp. He pulls my face in his direction, forcing me to look into his eyes. "We're going to blindfold you now."
My heart pounds, beating out of my chest. Panic claws at me when he lifts my mask without my permission, exposing my face. He holds me still, taking in my flushed features and nods his approval.
“Fucking perfection,” Brown Eyes confirms in his deep voice.
My teeth set on edge, knocking me out of my stupor. How dare he deviate from the plan we put in place and fucking expose me like that.
"No! That wasn’t a part of the agreement,” I say through clenched teeth, shaking my head, attempting to run from his grasp.
But he clings to me. Hard. Practically pushing his nails into my cheeks to hold me still.
The spider has officially caught his prey in his web, and now, I’m never getting out.
Run, run as fast as you can—my brain screams the second he runs off course.
"Because we're in charge," he says before my vision disappears under a dark blindfold that materializes out of nowhere. “And you’re our good girl, aren’t you? You want us to fuck you until you can’t speak a full sentence?”
Well, that does sound promising.
I heave in a breath, trying to gather my senses through the darkness I’m bound to. I swallow hard, wanting to fight tooth and nail for my sight. And my damn plan. But I let it go, leaving myself in the hands of the three men promising a night I’ll never forget.
So fuck it.
I nod in compliance, willing my fight away.
