Page 36 of Their Dangerous Game
“But then I thought why share when what we really want is to see you crawl just for us.” Luke moves so quickly I don’t even realize his intention until he grabs my arm and drags me in front of my laptop. I clutch at my towel.
He tightens his arm around my waist and holds my back flush against him. The thin towel does nothing to hide the feel of him, the overwhelming heat of him against me. I’m just glad the towel didn’t slip off in the humiliatingly brief struggle. I suck in a breath at his hard body pressing into my softness. My whole body buzzes with the realization that I’m practically naked and he’s here alone with me.
He’s too strong for me to fight off. He could do anything he wants to me. Fear collides with a trickle of curiosity. The curiosity shocks me so much I don’t struggle in Luke’s arms.
“Now, now, be a good little pet and look at your owners.” He wraps his hand around my throat and tips my chin up, keeping his hand curled around my neck but not squeezing. “What do you guys think?”
His fingers burn into my skin, flowing heat down to the heart of me. My skin burns like I’ve been lit on fire, but I can’t separate the embarrassment from the desire.
“Lose the towel,” Caden’s voice rings out.
“What?” My voice is high-pitched. Panic shuts down the building desire. Them in my private space is enough of an invasion. I’m nearly naked as it is. This is all getting completely out of hand.
“No.” I grab for my towel where it’s knotted. My breath comes out faster, but I can’t focus enough to think. I don’t know how to get out of this situation any more than the others I’ve found myself in with these guys.
The guys all calmly watch me. Luke is a solid wall of force behind me.
If I scream, would my mom even hear me? If she does, what would happen? What would happen if she doesn’t hear me?
Luke tsks in my ear. “You heard your owner.”
The back of his other hand trails down my arm, sending off sparks in the flames already engulfing me.
“Please don’t,” I whisper, feeling as if my insides are caving into each other. It’s one thing to have him spank my panty-covered ass. It’s another to be naked in front of all of them. To bare myself in front of Luke. How do I trust he won’t do anything I don’t want him to do? How can I stand up against these guys? Maybe I can appeal to the kernel of goodness they must have inside.
He puts his arm tightly around my waist.
“Please, Luke.” I meet his eyes in the video that shows me held by him. Cold, that’s all I get from Luke. How can you negotiate with a psychopath? Shivers pass through me. This won’t be like this morning or the spanking. I’m naked under this towel. No panties to hide behind. No bra to cover me. They will see every flawed inch of me.
“Kitten.” Eli’s voice is soft and soothing. I know it’s a lie, but I can’t help but turn to him for comfort and possibly help. My gaze swings to his video. “Luke isn’t going to touch you. This is your punishment. You don’t own your body anymore. It’s ours.”
I want to rail at them that it is my body. That they don’t own me. That I choose what happens to me. No one else. Not the horsemen and not Luke Foster. But I can’t provoke them more.
At least we aren’t at school in front of everyone.
I take a deep breath and feel Luke’s t-shirt dampened beneath my hair. It’s only day two and they’ve already taken more than I want to give. I have to keep fighting. But again, choose my battles so I don’t get punished more.
These battles are only the initial shots across my bow. I can take a few hits as long as I can escape the things that will cause the most damage.
Right now, they want to see my body. They won’t touch it. They aren’t even in the same room, except for Luke. I can’t trust Luke, but maybe with the others watching, they can hold him in check.
I clear my throat and erase the emotion from my face.
“What am I being punished for?” I ask in a semi-steady voice.
Jack leans forward on his desk. “You tried to give away what’s ours.”
“You agreed?—”
“It doesn’t mean we liked it, sweetheart.” Jack leans back in his chair. “You can fight us and get punished, or we can move this along. Get past the uncomfortable stuff.”
“Easy for you to say. You’re fully clothed.” I sneer at the guys.
Jack stands. “Do you want me to get naked too? Would that make it easier for you?”
Caden scoffs. “I don’t need to see your dick tonight,” he complains.
I don’t say anything, but Jack takes his shirt off and moves the desk chair out of the way. He’s built lean, with muscles for days. A six-pack and an Adonis belt flowing into his low-slung jeans. A teenage girl’s wet dream brought to life.
