Chapter 19 Locke
nineteen
Locke
"Come to me," I said to them through my phone. The Uber driver had just dropped me off, and I’d ducked inside the garage through the side entrance to get changed. Now I was freezing my arse off in a trench coat in sub-zero temperatures with no fucking jumper on. It’d been a dumb idea to wear the jacket in summer, and a dumber idea to wear nothing under it now in winter.
I watched as the front door opened a moment later, and Chris and Kamirah walked through, wearing all their outer gear.
They shut the door after themselves and looked around.
The lights were on in the cabin, lighting up the surrounding area with a warm glow.
But I was standing off to the side in the shadows.
I stepped out, and a twig snapped under my boot.
Kam spun toward me, and I turned on the mask.
Her face lit up in a happy grin, and she took off down the stairs, getting closer to me with each step.
Chris was hot on her heels, and I smirked under my mask when he grasped Kam’s elbow and gestured into the forest. Her gaze bounced between the two of us, and I licked my lips.
“Run, pretty prey.”
They took off, heading straight into the forest. My breath caught, and my cock hardened at the same time as fear raced through my veins. There were bears in the bush here. It was dark, and the ground was steep as fuck and slippery with a drop directly into the lake in some parts.
But they weren’t stupid.
I followed them, not letting them out of my sight.
Chris was leading them around the house, staying where he could see the lights.
He picked his way over the rougher terrain, and when it became too steep, he stepped out into the open and led Kamirah back up the hill toward me.
They were moving slowly, tiptoeing in the shadows.
I could barely see them through the mesh covering my eyes, but I knew where they were headed—inside was the only option.
They ducked out of the shadows and into the beam of the lights at the entrance when they reached the bottom of the stairs.
They were further ahead of me than I expected, and I sprinted after them, my lungs burning from the cold air as I tore up the hill and pushed through the door.
I stopped and locked it before going searching for them.
I looked at the fire burning in the living room, and it hit me.
I’d been worried about bears, but it was winter.
They were hibernating. I huffed out a laugh and headed for the main bedroom upstairs in the loft.
Another fire was roaring up there. The flames were the only lights on in that part of the chalet, with the exception of the nearly full moon in the cloudless sky.
I rounded the top of the stairs and saw them sitting at the end of the bed, shoes already off. I stepped closer, and Kamirah stood up, then wrapped her arms around my waist. She pressed a kiss to my chest and shivered. “You’re freezing.”
“I’ll warm up in a minute.”
“Come and stand by the fire for a bit. Let us help you get comfortable,” Chris ordered gently.
I did as instructed, and he tugged the throw blanket from the end of the bed as he joined me. Kam moved to ease my trench coat off my shoulders, but I stopped her, reaching into the inner pocket for the blindfolds I needed. They were a luxurious red satin, but Kamirah froze when she saw them.
“We don’t need them, V,” she said.
“Please,” Chris added.
I ran my cold fingers along Chris’s jaw and clasped Kamirah’s hand with my free one. "Let me ease into this. It’s a big deal for me.” I licked my lips and inhaled slowly, hoping they understood. “It’s hard for me to show you now. I’m scared of losing you."
“You won’t, V,” Chris promised.
I could only hope he could be true to his word.
“We might be warmer sharing body heat,” Kam suggested.
I barked out a laugh and gestured to the bed. “I love the way you think.”
They stripped down to their underwear but then hesitated.
It was as if they knew I wanted to take it off them.
I slipped the blindfolds over each of their eyes and touched Kam’s shoulder, easing the strap of her cute little bra off it.
It was pale pink and completely sheer, her nipples hard buds poking through the fabric.
Her breath caught, and I shifted my fingers to the clasp at her back.
I flicked it open. Her bra fell to the floor, and she let out a shaky breath, gooseflesh breaking out over her skin.
“Are you cold, sweet thing?”
“No. I feel like I’m about to combust,” she responded, her voice strained.
I smiled and dropped to my knees, then eased her panties down her legs.
I inhaled deeply, taking in her musk, salivating over it.
I was going to have her on my tongue in moments, and I couldn’t fucking wait.
I ran my hands up her legs, and she moaned quietly.
Chris wrapped his arm around her waist, drawing her close, and with the other hand, cupped her face and brought his lips to hers.
I watched them kiss above me, their tongues tangling as their bodies swayed closer.
Chris’s cock bucked in his black boxer briefs, and I couldn’t resist touching him.
I slid my hand over his length, the precum gathering at his slit dampening a spot on his underwear.
I nudged his cock with my mask and gripped his boxer briefs, then dragged them off.
His cock slapped against my mask when it bounced up, and I moaned.
I was hard and aching, desperate to touch and taste them like I’d dreamed of for months.
“Lie down,” I instructed.
They slipped onto the bed, facing each other, never slowing their kisses.
Grateful they’d given me the moment, I composed myself, unbuckling my boots and toeing them off.
I shimmied out of my clothes, carelessly dumping them on the floor next to Chris’s and Kamirah’s.
The last thing to go was my mask. I unzipped it and eased it off, then ran my fingers through my hair.
I looked Kamirah and Chris over, seeing them naked for the first time without the impediment of the mask. I sucked in a breath. Fuck, they were beautiful. I wanted them. I wanted all of them. Not just sex. Everything.
This was it. I was actually going to show them who I was. But first, I needed to touch and taste them. I needed to kiss them.