Page 26 of Our Little Dove

Taking a deep breath, I start the engine, thankful that my car isn’t busted and leave the parking lot.

What the hell happened last night?

I remember going into the grocery store, grabbing a few things from the store, and feeling like I was being followed.

I need aspirin and water.

I make it to my house and park in my driveway before heading inside. “I need to get the window fixed as soon as possible,” I mumble, making my way into my tiny kitchen. I turn on the faucet, fill a tall glass with water, and down it quickly. I fill it again before popping a couple of pain tablets.

I just need to rest, and I’ll feel better. Hopefully.

Feeling the urge to lie down, hoping it will alleviate some discomfort, I survey my kitchen only to find limited food supplies.

What the fuck?

The realization triggers endless concerns about what happened last night.

I went shopping yesterday—didn’t I? I’m sure I did. Did I bring the bags inside, or are they still in the car? Did I come home?

Returning outside and popping the trunk, I sigh in disbelief.The groceries are untouched, but the frozen foods have all defrosted and my ice cream has melted all over the inside.

Memories slowly resurface as I recall bits and pieces of last night; walking towards my car with grocery bags in hand,driving home before everything became a blur. Suddenly, it hits me. Someone was in the backseat, and I was drugged. The masks they wore, and their parting words echo in my mind.

Overwhelmed by the memories of the past twenty-four hours, dizziness sets in, worsening my headache. Cleaning out the trunk and bringing the salvageable groceries inside and packing everything away, I retreat to my bedroom and collapse onto my bed.

Seeking relief from the bright morning sun, I stretch out, resting my arm over my eyes and allow my mind to wander. A sudden sense of heat fills my body.

Thoughts of two men in masks, white and black, ignite desire within me.

“Fintan and Kieran,” I whisper, remembering them as vividly as if they were standing in front of me this very second.

The thought of them makes my body tingle. Before I roll over and close my eyes, a faint smile tugs on my lips.

I should shower and get dressed before attempting to process what happened last night.

As I lay there with my eyes closed, my subconscious drifts back to the hours of dirty, filthy, terrifying intense sexual encounters involving these men.

They made me feel alive. They fucked me without mercy, and they made me feel like I belonged to them. Thinking about their presence and the pleasure they provided has me yearning for them.

I need to find them.

Determined to find answers, I consider Molly as a potential lead. She should know how to contact them.

Why did they drug me and leave me back in that parking lot? Was that part of Molly’s instructions when she hired them, or did they break the rules by fucking me? I vaguely rememberthem saying they had a list of ideas from my best friend; Did I imagine that?

I instinctively feel around my body, and my fingers brush the cuts. I wince as I peel off the large T-shirt and stare at the markings all over my body in the full-length mirror beside my bed. I wasdefinitelynot imagining last night; they are real, and they claimed me.

They marked me.

While driving to Molly’s place, I make a stop to purchase a new phone and have the store employee assist me with the setup.

I could do this in my sleep but my head is still killing me and staring at a screen is the last thing I want to do right now.

He cautions that it will take some time before messages or notifications appear after the booting process and expresses relief that the interior components of my previous phone remained unharmed.

Driving over to the apartment building, I grab my bag off the seat next to me and shoulder it as I make my way up toward Molly’s floor. I feel my heart pounding as I approach and knock on the front door of her unit.

I need to tell her about my fake kidnapping, everything that happened with them, and hear how her date with Joel went. The experience I had with Fintan and Kieran was fucking terrifying—but the orgasms were earth-shattering.

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