“You know I could just crack it if I really wanted to?” I remind her. It would take me a few days, but I could do it.
“Yes,” she says with a soft purr that bypasses my brain and goes straight to my dick. Then she arches one perfect eyebrow at me. “But that would be a gross invasion of my privacy, and you wouldn’t do that, right?”
Grumbling, I drop the laptop onto the empty armchair beside me.
Her smile turns triumphant. “Thought so.”
“You know you’re about to pay for your disobedience though, right?” She sinks her teeth into her lush bottom lip, and my cock throbs. I’m going to enjoy sinking my own teeth into every fucking part of her body very soon. The perfect way to relieve any tension.
Her green eyes sparkle. “Oh, I sure hope so.”
I rock my head from side to side. “Let her up, Fitch.”
Fitch throws me a grin over his shoulder and stands, holding out his hand to her. She takes it and allows him to pull her up.
Zeke stands now too, and the sexual tension in the room is elevated about two thousand notches. He steps up beside me. “How long you think we should give them?”
Fitch arches an eyebrow. “Them?”
Zeke runs a hand over his jaw. “Seems only fair to even the odds, don’t you think? Three against one would be no sport at all.”
“Sport?” Lily’s beautiful face pulls into a frown.
Xander licks his lips and tightens his grip on Lily’s hand. Wide-eyed and innocent, she looks between the three of us.
Zeke curls a strand of her hair between his thumb and forefinger. “You’re going to run, buttercup, and we’re going to hunt you down.”
She shivers. “Hunt us down?”
“I think two minutes should be enough,” Zeke says, ignoring Lily’s puzzled expression.
“Wait, what happens when you catch us?” Her tits heave under her tight tank top, and all I can think about is tearing it from her body and sucking on her nipples. My cock is harder than an iron bar.
Zeke laughs darkly. “What do you think?”
The blue of Xander’s eyes is barely visible around his blown pupils. “They’ll fuck us until we can’t walk,” he answers for us.
Lily sucks in a stuttered breath. “Oh.”
I start unbuttoning my shirt. I get hot when I hunt. “You’re going to need a safe word, princess. You know what a safe word is for?”
She blinks at me, her bright green eyes growing dark. “I do. But why will I need one?”
“It’s the adrenaline,” Xander says with a dark chuckle.
Her mouth opens, but it takes a few beats for her to speak. “The adrenaline?”
“When you’re running from us, your adrenaline will spike even though, logically, you know you’re not in any danger.” I unfasten the last button and work on my cufflinks. “Maybe you’ll even want to be caught.” Xander nods. The little brat always wants to be caught. I tilt my head and watch Lily, but other than showing curiosity, she doesn’t react. “But your body will still respond the way it’s programmed to.”
“Fight or flight,” Zeke adds.
She nods her understanding, and something tells me she knows exactly what he’s referring to, as though she’s had direct experience with it. “So, even if you want what’s happening, you may struggle. You might fight us …”
“Scratch. Bite,” Zeke offers with a wicked glint in his eyes.
I rake my eyes down her perfect body. This is going to be so much fucking fun. “And I won’t lie, we both love it when our prey doesn’t make it easy.”
“So I need a safe word. I get it.” Without showing a flicker of uneasiness about what we just said, she turns to Xander. “What’s yours?”
He smirks. “Abercrombie.”
Lily rolls her eyes. “Figures.”
I discard my cufflinks and shrug off my shirt. “So, what’s it to be, princess?”
“Marshmallow,” she replies without hesitation.
I want to ask her the significance of that word, but not as much as I want to hunt. “You both have two minutes to run and hide.”
Lily gasps. “Hold up a second. What about—”
“One minute fifty-eight seconds.” Zeke’s dark tone makes me shudder, and I’m not the one who needs to be afraid.
Xander tugs her hand. “C’mon.”
Lily resists. “But what—”
Zeke’s deep voice cuts her off once more. “One minute fifty-three seconds.”