Chapter 41
The Captive
Harper
Me:
Studying with a friend tonight
Mom:
Don’t forget your condoms
Me:
*thumbs-up emoji* *eye roll emoji*
Pretty sure if the guys are going to take it there tonight, they won’t be using condoms. I haven’t even thought that far ahead. My foot taps restlessly on the floor. Unless their tests came back not clean, which I’m sure they would have said something by now.
I’m nervous enough about having sex with them, but add in not using condoms… It wasn’t something I thought I’d have to worry about until college, and then if I was in a committed relationship, it might make sense. Though we’re kind of in a committed relationship of sorts.
As soon as Eli pulls into the driveway, I’m out the door. He’s promised punishment. Before he can put it into park, I slide into the passenger seat and fasten my seatbelt.
“I’m ready.”
Eli smirks. His brown hair is in disarray from his shower after practice. He has on a t-shirt and gray sweatpants that leave little to the imagination. “Afraid to be alone with me, kitten?”
“Not at all.” I blush lightly at the lie. “Just don’t want to keep the guys waiting.”
“Tomorrow, I’ll bring your punishment when I pick you up for school.” Eli puts the car into reverse and gives me a smile. “Besides, Luke’s in a mood, so you’ll get all the punishment you can take tonight.”
I already figured that out and have a plan of my own. It will probably bite me in the ass, but at least I’ll have gotten one over on Luke.
Anxiety pricks at my skin. Alone in person with all of them. This is going to go sideways quickly, and there’s not a lot I can do to step out of the way of the oncoming train.
Eli shifts into gear, and we drive out of my cookie-cutter neighborhood until we reach the fancy neighborhood with old mansions lined up one by one.
I’ve never been to Caden’s house. Even the times he invited the whole class to birthday parties when we were little. Mom usually had to work and couldn’t get me there and pick me up, so I just didn’t go. Later in middle school, that’s where all the boy-girl parties were.
The closet everyone else knew from seven minutes in heaven is in Caden’s house. In high school, it’s become party central. How many teens have lost their virginities in this house? And not just to the horsemen. Am I about to add to the number?
I tug at the hem of my skirt, suddenly mad at myself for not changing into jeans and a sweatshirt. Maybe a chastity belt?
“Stop fidgeting, kitten. You’re safe with us.” He parks in the driveway and kills the lights.
“Am I?” I can’t help my response, because come on. Other than a few times, I’ve been safe on the other end of a camera. Now I’m about to walk into whatever punishment Luke has planned for me. I wasn’t exactly thrilled with the last spanking I received.
And of course, there’s always his threat of spanking while checking how wet I am. A shiver works its way down my spine. I’m not sure that’s a boundary I want to cross tonight.
“We want to fuck you, kitten, but we want you to want it. No one is going to force you. We’ll give you sucky choices, but at least you’ll be able to pick your poison.” Eli reaches over and tugs gently on my ponytail. “If you want to leave at any point, I promise I’ll take you home.”
“Any time?” I want to believe him as I look into his deep brown eyes, but how can I trust him? How can I trust any of them? They all stir something inside me, and part of me is desperate to explore that. But trust? That’s a tall order.
Especially since I’m not sure I can trust myself around them.
“Any time,” he confirms.
They still terrify me. I feel like I’m a plaything to them, not a person.
“Hey.” Eli touches my chin and nudges it up, so I look him in the eyes. “I swear to you. I will protect you, even from my brothers if it comes to that.”
“Why?” I have to know. Is this just another game? Or will Eli actually help me?
“We all promised you, kitten. We don’t take that shit lightly. When we offer our protection, it’s absolute.” Eli smooths his thumb over my lower lip. Awareness races through my system, crashing over the anxiety.
I swallow. “Have you ever done this with a girl before me?”
Eli smiles and leans forward to press his lips against mine briefly. “No. We weren’t lying when we said you’re special. You’re ours, Harper. Just trust us to keep you safe.”
I push away the burst of tingles from his kiss and nod. “Don’t make me regret this.”
“I don’t want you to regret anything.” He opens his car door and comes around to open mine. Holding out his hand like he always holds out an apple to me at lunch.
I brace myself before I slip my hand into his and let him lead me into the lion’s den.
Caden’s house is enormous, with intimidating columns surrounding a double door that has to be over seven feet tall, but Eli leads me around the back to a door on the lower level.
As soon as we open it, we hear music playing and the guys’ deep voices.
Eli wraps his arm around my waist and draws me into a large room with a huge TV and an even bigger sectional couch.
Jack and Caden stand as soon as they see me. Luke glances at me through his lashes, giving me a smoldering look that makes my insides burn.
Before the other two can claim me, I walk over and stop in front of Luke. He leans back and gives me the smile that makes my toes curl, like he knows I want him. I wish he was wrong.
I’m going for brave cockiness here. “You want my panties?”
He raises an eyebrow.
I open my purse, take out the panties I wore all day, and hold them out to him. I give him a smug smile. “Here you go.”
He straightens and stands. Right into my space. I don’t back up a step, refusing to be intimidated. His body brushes against mine as he looks down at me. His hand closes over the panties in my hand. “Thanks, princess.”
He brings them up to his nose and smells them. I’m partially mortified and partially turned on. I figure this part of the evening has concluded, so I move to step back.
His hand whips out and grabs my ponytail, tugging my head back. He shoves my panties in his pocket and pulls me into his chest. The heat of his body engulfs mine, and the fire inside me grows hotter.
“Who said we were finished, princess?” His smile is cold, but it doesn’t make me want him any less.
“I think I preferred unicorn,” I snark up at him like I’ve lost my damn mind.
His smile warms. “What are you wearing?”
“The same thing I wore to school,” I grit out. His hold on my hair is a little painful, but tolerable. My heart thunders in my chest. I’m a stupid girl, walking into a lion’s den and thinking I can go toe-to-toe with this lion. He’ll eat me alive before he’s done with me.
“So if I check under your skirt?” He lowers his hand as if he’s going to do it.
I draw my lower half away from him as much as I can. “I’m wearing panties.”
He releases my hair and sits back down, then waves his hand in the air like a fucking king. “Show me.”
I don’t dare take my eyes off Luke, but I can feel the other horsemen watching. This isn’t like the webcam. I can’t just shut the screen and wait for punishment tomorrow. Not that I have, but they couldn’t touch me on the other end of the webcam.
I just got here, and I poked the lion because I thought I could get away with it. Maybe I have lost my mind.
“Anytime, princess.”
My breathing is heavy as I force my hands to lift my skirt. This isn’t the first time I’ve shown him my panties, but it’s the first time in front of all of them. Luke’s focus is on the black panties I put on instead. I might as well be waving a flag in front of a bull.
His blue eyes darken. “What type of punishment should we give Harper tonight?”
Fuck. I already knew I’d get punished. I begin to lower my skirt.
“Hold it up or you’ll take the skirt off, princess.” Luke’s voice makes me raise it back up.
My face is hot as I swallow and look at the wall. While these guys have seen me naked, somehow it feels different with all four of them in the same room and no mother to interrupt us.
“I say she loses the panties and we play your alternative version of spin the bottle.”
I jerk my gaze to Jack, who smirks before dropping his gaze to my exposed underwear. Heat pools in my belly.
“Definitely lose the panties, but seven minutes in heaven.” Caden leans back against the couch and licks his lips. Want makes my knees weak, but I stay upright.
My gaze lands on Eli. If I say the word, he’ll get me out of here. I think. But what if that was just to convince me to come in? I can’t trust any of them. Not really.
Eli smirks. “Harper should choose between either spin the bottle with kissing not on the mouth or seven minutes in heaven. Lady’s choice. No penetration.”
Caden grumbles, and I remember this morning. I’d be trapped with one of them alone in a closet for seven minutes. Which is a long time. Without panties. Sex didn’t have to take longer than seven minutes.
“What will it be, princess?” Luke’s voice draws me back. The backs of his fingers brush my thigh and stroke gently back and forth. My lips part at how good his touch feels. “Seven minutes in heaven or—”
“The other thing. The kissing not on the mouth.” I don’t trust a single one of these guys on his own, but with the others, I know they’ll pull someone back if it goes too far. Including me. Hopefully. “What are the rules?”
Luke stands. “If you want rules, it will cost you your panties.”
I kick off my shoes and drop my skirt to hang again. I reach under and pull down my underwear, feeling the cool air on my already damp pussy. Instead of bending down, I put my hand on Luke’s shoulder to steady myself as I lift my panties to my hands by bending my knee.
“Rules please.” I push my panties to his chest.
He takes them and smiles. “Since you asked nicely.”
Once again, he inhales the scent from my panties, but this time he tosses them to Eli. I watch each of the horsemen smell my panties and then pass them on. I don’t want it to turn me on, but gah, does it.
Caden gets them last and smirks at me as he pockets them.
I feel bare to all of them even though my skirt covers me.
Luke takes my hand and leads me over to a rug where a bottle is already waiting.
Low gaming chairs sit around the bottle.
The kind that practically sit on the floor and rock. But there are only four of them.
This time it’s a beer bottle with the cap still on. Luke lowers to one of the gaming chairs. He pats his lap and says, “Sit.”
I lower myself onto his lap, careful to keep my skirt covering me. The others join us and sit in the other chairs in a circle around the bottle. Pressing my knees tight together, I swallow, feeling Luke’s erection against my tailbone.
“The rules?” I ask hesitantly. I’m sure I won’t like them, but better than being devirginized in a quickie in the closet.
“No hands. Only mouth and tongue. You spin the bottle, princess.” Luke wraps a hand around my waist and leans us both forward to touch the bottle. His smooth athletic pants do very little to hide the feel of his erection sliding between my legs.
I catch my breath before I can release a moan.
“Whoever it lands on, the coin toss decides whether you give, heads, or receive, tails the kiss.”
Another game of chance. The last one screwed me over royally. This one might really screw me period.
“You’re only allowed to kiss a place on someone once. Same goes for us. The order is the same for everyone.” Luke’s voice in my ear and his cock against my pussy fuck with my brain. “Neck, then chest, then stomach, then thighs, and finally pussy or cock.”
My core clenches at those last two. No matter what, I’m so going to lose this game.
“You’ll sit with me the first round, and then the next round you’ll sit with Eli, and so on. A round is four spins of the bottle.”
I glance at Eli and feel the heat in his eyes down to my bones. What’s the likelihood that I’ll land a bottle on the same guy and get five heads or five tails? That at least seems in my favor. I might get away without anyone under my skirt. Besides the guy I’m sitting on, of course.
“No hands, princess. If something needs to be exposed, the person receiving will expose it.” Luke sits back up and the pressure he’d put on my throbbing pussy goes away. Shit, I want it back. “Except you.”
“What?” I look back over my shoulder. Fuck, he’s pretty. His blond hair is tousled with no product to restrain it. His light blue eyes lock on mine, daring me to look away. I don’t think I could if I wanted to.
“When you need something uncovered, the guy holding you will do it. You won’t use your hands at all. And you aren’t allowed to leave the lap you’re on.” His eyes seem warmer right now.
So they’re going to strip me and keep me pressed between two of them at a time. I wish that didn’t turn me on.
This game will be the end of me. “How much time?”
“Thirty seconds,” Eli says.
Shit.