then walked several steps away from the van. A door creaked open, and a slightly musty smell flared in her nostrils as they walked inside a building. Or a house. At this point, she had no clue.
His footsteps echoed across a wooden floor, and then she was unceremoniously dumped onto a bed. The springs creaked under her weight and bounced a little as she righted herself.
And then he ripped off her blindfold. For a moment, the light blinded her. She blinked, and gradually the room came into focus.
Hunting camp. He’d taken her to the hunting camp he shared with Brody and Tate. And then her eyes locked onto the two men standing by Chase just a few feet from the bed. Brody and Tate.
Hunger and lust glittered in their eyes. These weren’t the usually easygoing expressions of her best friends. There was no indulgence or affection in their eyes. These were the looks of two very hungry males. Her nipples tightened, and a throb began low in her groin.
She’d just been worked over in the back of a van by her boyfriend and her two best friends. One had face-fucked her and come down her throat. The other had come all over her ass. God, it was hot.
She licked her lips. The taste of his semen was still in her mouth. Which one had fucked her mouth? Her gaze shot to Chase, an automatic gesture to see what his reaction was to all of this.
His features were drawn into a harsh line. He was incredibly aroused, and though he’d just fucked her hot and heavy, he was hard again and straining at the fly of his jeans.
They were all aroused.
Her mouth went dry as she remembered Chase’s words just a few moments ago. They weren’t finished. She hoped to hell they weren’t. She hoped they were just getting started.
CHAPTER | SIX
Zoe spared a quick glance down her body and blushed. It seemed ridiculous to expend any time feeling self-conscious after what had just happened, but she was extremely vulnerable in her position.
Her hands were still tied behind her back, and she was indelicately sprawled on the bed, leaned back at an angle, legs spread and her scrub top gathered around her belly.
The vulnerable part intensely excited her. She was nervous, more than a little scared, but adrenaline buzzed through her veins like a hacksaw.
She had plenty of excitement in her job as an ER nurse. Adrenaline was nothing new to her. She faced challenges every single day. But this. This was new. It was different.
It was on the tip of her tongue to ask them what they were waiting for, but that ruined the part of her fantasy where she was in no way in control. So she waited and squirmed under their heated gazes.
Chase made the first move. She watched from underneath her lashes and huffed in a quick breath at the look in his eyes. Gone for now was her gentle, affectionate lover. In his place was a man who wasn’t afraid to take things too far.
He reached behind her to tug at the binding around her wrists. As soon as her hands fell free, he pulled her scrub top over her head and tossed it across the room. Before she could react, or think to cover her breasts, Chase pulled her arms to the front and began winding the cloth strip in a figure eight around her wrists.
She stared down as the bond tightened. The image did more than she’d have dreamed. Her wrists pushed closer together with each pass he made until they were locked and her palms were flush.
He tied a firm knot and then another, checked the strength of the tie, and then lifted one hand to brush across her cheek.
The gesture was such a contradiction to the force and power they’d exerted so far that she reacted far more than she would have in other circumstances.
His palm skimmed gently across her jaw until his fingers nudged at the hollow beneath her ear. She closed her eyes and nuzzled into his hand, enjoying the sudden tenderness he displayed. And maybe it reassured her. She hadn’t realized she needed it, but more than excitement pumped rapidly through her body. She was nervous and
His footsteps echoed across a wooden floor, and then she was unceremoniously dumped onto a bed. The springs creaked under her weight and bounced a little as she righted herself.
And then he ripped off her blindfold. For a moment, the light blinded her. She blinked, and gradually the room came into focus.
Hunting camp. He’d taken her to the hunting camp he shared with Brody and Tate. And then her eyes locked onto the two men standing by Chase just a few feet from the bed. Brody and Tate.
Hunger and lust glittered in their eyes. These weren’t the usually easygoing expressions of her best friends. There was no indulgence or affection in their eyes. These were the looks of two very hungry males. Her nipples tightened, and a throb began low in her groin.
She’d just been worked over in the back of a van by her boyfriend and her two best friends. One had face-fucked her and come down her throat. The other had come all over her ass. God, it was hot.
She licked her lips. The taste of his semen was still in her mouth. Which one had fucked her mouth? Her gaze shot to Chase, an automatic gesture to see what his reaction was to all of this.
His features were drawn into a harsh line. He was incredibly aroused, and though he’d just fucked her hot and heavy, he was hard again and straining at the fly of his jeans.
They were all aroused.
Her mouth went dry as she remembered Chase’s words just a few moments ago. They weren’t finished. She hoped to hell they weren’t. She hoped they were just getting started.
CHAPTER | SIX
Zoe spared a quick glance down her body and blushed. It seemed ridiculous to expend any time feeling self-conscious after what had just happened, but she was extremely vulnerable in her position.
Her hands were still tied behind her back, and she was indelicately sprawled on the bed, leaned back at an angle, legs spread and her scrub top gathered around her belly.
The vulnerable part intensely excited her. She was nervous, more than a little scared, but adrenaline buzzed through her veins like a hacksaw.
She had plenty of excitement in her job as an ER nurse. Adrenaline was nothing new to her. She faced challenges every single day. But this. This was new. It was different.
It was on the tip of her tongue to ask them what they were waiting for, but that ruined the part of her fantasy where she was in no way in control. So she waited and squirmed under their heated gazes.
Chase made the first move. She watched from underneath her lashes and huffed in a quick breath at the look in his eyes. Gone for now was her gentle, affectionate lover. In his place was a man who wasn’t afraid to take things too far.
He reached behind her to tug at the binding around her wrists. As soon as her hands fell free, he pulled her scrub top over her head and tossed it across the room. Before she could react, or think to cover her breasts, Chase pulled her arms to the front and began winding the cloth strip in a figure eight around her wrists.
She stared down as the bond tightened. The image did more than she’d have dreamed. Her wrists pushed closer together with each pass he made until they were locked and her palms were flush.
He tied a firm knot and then another, checked the strength of the tie, and then lifted one hand to brush across her cheek.
The gesture was such a contradiction to the force and power they’d exerted so far that she reacted far more than she would have in other circumstances.
His palm skimmed gently across her jaw until his fingers nudged at the hollow beneath her ear. She closed her eyes and nuzzled into his hand, enjoying the sudden tenderness he displayed. And maybe it reassured her. She hadn’t realized she needed it, but more than excitement pumped rapidly through her body. She was nervous and
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