Page 21 of Promise of Hellfire

Chapter twelve

Rayne

Acupofcoffeesat on the table near me, steam wafting into the air as my pen scratched against the surface of the paper laying on my lap. When I woke up earlier that morning, the men I lived with were absent. Laying near the freshly made coffee was a note.

We’ll be back later. Taking care of some things for tomorrow morning and didn’t want to wake you. Made you some coffee. - Hunter

I was grateful for the coffee and extra sleep knowing that tomorrow morning, I would be up well before dawn. Plus, it gave me a chance to pour my soul onto the pages of the new notebook without interruption. I’d given Ash my word that I would at least try writing to see how it made me feel, and this was the perfect opportunity.

As I wrote, slowly sorting through the chaos of my thoughts, mixed emotions rolled through me. Grief over the knowledge that my path in life was already decided by fate. Anger over the women trapped at the Ruby Rose. Happiness over my found family. Memories from my childhood were slowly transcribed into the notebook. All the events leading up to me burning Trace’s sports car. How I initially became tangled up in the criminal empire I was destined to one day rule. The hurt and betrayal. Hunger and hopelessness.

Finally, my feelings about the three men surrounding me, standing by my side. Hunter making cinnamon rolls for Christmas and taking his time painting me on the rooftop. Dominic helping me pack my apartment. Riding behind Ethan on the motorcycle with the wind whipping around us. The leather bracelet still adorning my wrist. All of their words whispered in the dark and tender kisses pressed against my skin.

As I wrote, time evaporated and everything felt a little lighter. The bad memories were less suffocating as I realized they didn’t own me or define who I was.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I missed the men who held my heart walking into the penthouse. Dominic gave me a soft kiss on the forehead and gently grasped my chin, lifting my face to look at him. He ran his thumbs over my cheeks, wiping away the dampness coating them. “I wish I could take away the hurt and change your past. Chase away all of your tears forever. Drive away your nightmares,” he whispered, his lips hovering over mine. “Tell me what you need from me and I’ll do whatever it takes.”

A choked laugh escaped my lips. “I’m fine, I promise.” And I was fine. I could only imagine what I looked like to them with red eyes and splotchy skin from pouring all of my emotions out onto the pages.

He gazed at me for several moments, watching my face before pressing his lips gently to mine. When he pulled away, he asked me, “What do you need?”

Emotion caught in my throat and fresh tears threatened to spill over. Until recently, no one ever cared how I was feeling and no one had ever asked me what I needed. “I don’t know,” I murmured to him.

His fingertips caressed my cheek. “I have an idea. Do you trust me?” I nodded to him. I trusted all of them implicitly, even if I didn’t know what he had in mind. Without a word, he picked me up from my chair and cradled me against his chest. I gasped, still taken aback every time one of them lifted me with ease.

Ethan and Hunter followed us up the stairs into Dominic’s room where he carefully laid me on the bed. “Lay back on the pillows,” he told me softly, “and close your eyes.”

He stepped close to Hunter, speaking so quietly their words were lost to me. Hunter raised his eyebrows and disappeared from the room.

Ethan gave me a lazy smile as he reached into the bedside table, pulling out a length of dark fabric. He leaned close to my ear, his breath caressing my skin. “Remember what you told me? It works both ways, love.”

The words from New Year’s Eve came rushing back to me.If you need to lose yourself in something, lose yourself in me.I swallowed the feelings threatening to pull me under and watched as he straightened the fabric.

Hunter entered the room holding a small square package and strode towards the bed, his gaze holding mine. When he sat beside me, he gently grasped my chin, turning my face to where I could see only him. “We haven’t played any games in a while, princess, and the three of us have something in mind. What do you think? Do you want to play?” His lips brushed against mine gently. “The last time you played with Dominic, he said you felt like you were flying. Do you want to feel like that again?” he asked as his lips trailed across the skin beneath my ear.

Ethan’s fingers lightly traced along the curves of my body until he reached the hem of my shirt. Their touches lit little fires under my skin, making me forget everything else. Desire pooled between my thighs and I clenched them together, seeking pressure to ease the ache.

My voice came out husky when I responded to Hunter. “I want to play.”

Ethan’s hands grabbed the edge of my shirt, tugging it over my head. “All you have to do is say the word if you want to stop,” he told me as he kissed along my ribs, working his way up my body. His fingers unclasped my bra and dragged the straps slowly down my arms. Goosebumps formed along my flesh and my heart raced faster, anticipating what their next move would be.

Hunter’s mouth captured mine as he tangled his fingers into my hair, angling my head how he wanted. His tongue delved inside of my mouth, licking and exploring as a whimper left my mouth. He chuckled darkly and cupped my breast with a free hand, kneading it gently as Ethan tugged down my pants, exposing me to the cool air of the room. I lifted my hips to help him, wishing his hands would drift closer to where I wanted them.

Dominic cleared his throat, and both men pulled away, taking their warmth with them. He clicked his tongue in his mouth disapprovingly at Hunter and Ethan. “At the rate this is going, we won’t be able to play any games at all. Ethan, the blindfold.”

Ethan smirked at him before turning to me, securing the black fabric beside him across my eyes and binding it. Even at the bottom edge of the fabric no light shined through, leaving me completely in darkness. Ethan whispered in my ear, “No gag this time, so remember to use your words if you want to stop.”

Shivers raced along my skin at his words. Something was placed in my ears, canceling out any noise in the room. Their voices were replaced by the steady beat of bass in the music. The weight on the bed shifted, leaving me by myself for what could have been seconds or minutes. My heart rate picked up, trying to guess what would happen next. Someone gripped my wrists, tethering them together behind my back with something that felt rough on my skin.Dominic, I thought to myself.

Fingers traced the ties before someone shifted to sit behind me, pulling my back taut against their chest. Everything was heightened, my soft skin against the hard planes of the body behind me. Their lips found my shoulders as their fingertips brushed against my sides. I arched my body toward them, hoping that it would entice them to move their hands higher or lower. Instead, they wrapped an arm around my torso, tugging me closer, and nipped hard at my shoulder. His tongue brushed along the nip, soothing the skin with his mouth.Hunter. His need for control and obedience bled through in his body language.

Fingers trailed along my calves making small circles and drifted up to my thighs. The touches were almost reverent as they parted my legs wider. Soft lips touched my pussy and someone’s tongue swept through my folds before settling on my clit.Ethan. Despite all of his cockiness and arrogance, his touches were almost worshipful.

The bass of the music playing in my ears and the darkness surrounding me heightened every touch as they teased me. Ethan’s hair tickled the inside of my thighs and someone’s mouth, hot and wet, surrounded my nipple, licking it. It felt like lightning shot through my veins and went straight to my clit. I tried to roll my hips against Ethan’s mouth, begging him with my body to move his tongue faster, but firm hands held my hips in place as they slowly continued their assault.

Tension coiled tighter inside of me as Dominic’s mouth moved to my other breast and Hunter nipped at the shell of my ear. Ethan sucked on my clit as someone pushed one finger inside of me and someone else rolled my other nipple between their fingers. As soon I felt myself getting close to the edge, Ethan and Dominic shifted away from me.

Even though I couldn’t hear myself, I sighed at the loss of contact. Hunter cupped my breast and traced over my nipple, kissing along my neck. A gasp escaped when his teeth grazed my skin before sucking the sensitive flesh. He rolled his hips against me from behind, his hard cock digging into me, letting me know without words he wanted me.

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