Page 53 of Absolved In Death

Mal’s concentration on me diverted enough that I busted through his magic, my wings catching the air before I gracelessly fell to the floor. I flew over the maze, Feta running beneath me.

Thank you, my favorite big boy,I cooed. He ran back toward the guys, which gave me time to locate the center of the maze.

I knew this building was the biggest in Pit-13, but they one hundred percent used magic to augment the size of the basement. It seemed to go on forever, and I couldn’t find the center of it. After several minutes of trying, I landed in a corner to regroup.

Something wasn’t right. Between running and flying, I should have covered a decent portion of the maze, yet I was no closer to reaching its center. I didn’t even think I was close.

Now that I think about it, this is the first corner I saw… Where were the other three?

This maze was rigged. I’d bet money it didn’t have a center, and they somehow spelled it to reroute as we traveled through it.The markers probably didn’t track my location, but demarcated what sections of the maze needed to change.

I ran down a hallway, made a left turn, then a right one through an open doorway that bisected the hall. After waiting a few minutes, I retraced my steps, only to find the first turn I made replaced by a dead end. The markers that changed as I passed were now back to their original color.

There was the proof I needed.

“You figured it out, didn’t you?” Ares whispered in my ear. Somehow, the bull in the china shop snuck up on me from behind. I whirled around, my face smacking into his chest.

His entire body was encased in his godly golden glow, which showcased his traditional war helmet and armor. He even had a shield strapped to his back.

“Come quietly, and I won’t hunt you down,” he offered. “Although judging by your scent right now, it seems you want a repeat of what happened in the woods months ago. We can do this the easy way, or the rough way.” The way he said ‘the rough way’ in his deep, purring Greek accent felt like a caress over my most intimate parts.

I wanted him to be rough. To take my body to new heights.

“I’ll never surrender. You’ll have to catch me.”

My instinct took over. I ran as fast as my super speed would let me, down hallway after hallway, making too many turns to find my way back out again. Ares was hot on my heels the whole time, his breathing louder with every step I took.

Keep running Little Goddess. I’ll chase you to the end of the earth, wherever you go,he growled in my mind.When I catch you, I’m going to make you moan so loud the others will hear us from across the maze.

I pushed myself as hard as I could, my breathing erratic as I frantically sought an escape. My hard nipples rubbed against my catsuit, and I felt lust pool deep in my core. I was so turnedon by the idea of being hunted by him. Imagining him chasing, catching, and ravaging me was almost enough to make me stop. The feeling only intensified when I saw Desmond and Mal cut me off at the end of the hallway. The only thing better than one of them catching me was all of them catching me…

My wings flared, and I flew over them, resuming my run when I hit the ground again. The three of them chased me down hallway after hallway, coming so close to catching me that they tore my sleeve. The high I hit knowing they were right behind me, so close to catching me. It raged inside of me, turning me into an animal.

It distracted me so much that I didn’t see Bash fade in front of me until it was too late. I wasn’t sure if I started the fade before or after they had touched me. But when I finally landed in my bedroom, Bash’s hand collared my neck and Mal’s were wrapped around my waist. Zaz appeared last, and I felt Bash’s magic seal the room.

No one can come in or out, Birdie. You’re going to learn some fucking manners,Bash growled down the mindlink.

Zaz came up behind Bash, projecting his silver magic through his body. “You’re all healed up and ready to educate,” he said before grinning at me.

“Zaz, you’re going to let him punish me?” I pouted, putting on the helpless maiden face he fell for so often.

“Yeah, I am. You sicced Feta on us. As creative a battle tactic as it was, it’s very deserving of a punishment. I’ll be here to oversee it, don’t worry,” he assured me. He laid on his side of the bed facing us.

“Wow, I feel so much better now,” I needled him. He liked to play at being the good guy, but he had a light sadistic streak that came out to play every now and then.

Bash leaned me over the bed, until my cheek touched the pillow. I struggled, trying to buck him off. I wanted to fight him, to feel him dominating me as he put me in my place. He tied my hands together with a magical binding, then Mal added his own magic for good measure.

“You too, Mal?”

“I told you, you had no allies in the maze. You riled me up, and now you’re going to reap the consequences, my queen. Bash, pull her hips back from the bed, give me some room.”

Bash positioned me so my lower stomach and hips were off the bed. Mal sat on the floor between my legs, his back against the bed with his face tilted up. He pulled my hips down, so his face was right in my pussy.

“As hot as the catsuit is, it needs to go,” Zaz said before he snapped his fingers. All my clothes disappeared, leaving my body bare for them.

Mal buried his face into me, licking up my seam and swirling his tongue around my clit. I was strung like a bow from the chase, so tight I felt insanely close to falling apart on his tongue. He sucked down hard as Bash landed a hard slap to my ass.

I moaned from the unexpected impact. The two distinct pleasures warred with each other, coursing through me and settling low in my stomach.

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