Chapter 12
Chapter twelve
Raegan
A door crashes open, followed by Dane exclaiming, “What the fuck? Is that Rae?”
I kick my feet again, struggling to get free of Aiden, even if it means falling on my ass. My attempts at cussing him out are muted by the gag and the shirt they'd used to cover my head, and my hands are cuffed behind my back.
Aiden doesn’t stop moving. I haven’t heard Jackson since he blinded me with my shirt, giving me a final smirk as my last view before covering me in darkness, but I’m sure he’s still here.
I’m tossed backward and land with a soft bounce.
Knuckles crack. “What’ve we got here?” Kellan.
My shirt is removed, and my hair flies wildly around me in that swift motion. Rocking my body to the side and onto my knees to face them, I bite down on the cloth gag and seek out Aiden, teeth bared in a snarl. All four men stand at the foot of my bed, watching me with different expressions.
Jackson cocks his head and smirks at me as if this is exactly the result he’d hoped for when ratting me out to Aiden. Like he’s seeing a plan in his mind come to fruition at last.
Aiden is next to him, his jacket removed, and sleeves rolled to his elbows. He’s wearing a look of firm disapproval that would make me smile if I wasn’t so pissed at the way he’d restrained and kidnapped me.
Kellan grins at me wide enough to see the sharp points of his canines. He looks like a man about to feast on me—his favorite dish.
Dane’s at the end, worry in his amber gaze as if he might dive between me and the others if he thinks I’m in trouble.
“Someone with complete disregard for her own safety,” Aiden replies smoothly. He tugs the gag free to drop around my neck. “Care to share what you did?”
“Get fucked, Aiden,” I snap.
His smile is dripping with arrogance when he pinches my chin. “That’s exactly what we’re here for. You told me you could handle all four of us, isn’t that right?”
I gawk at him. “This is your punishment? Sex?”
“Are you holding to that sentiment?” he fires another question instead.
My eyes narrow suspiciously. “Yes.”
He releases me. “Jack. Her clothes.”
Aiden moves to the head of the bed and out of sight while Jackson steps forward with a knife and a smile that would be terrifying to anyone else on the receiving end of it.
For me, that dangerous light in his eyes makes me tremble with anticipation rather than fear.
He pinches the neckline of the hoodie and holds his knife there—the tip hovering at the base of my throat.
His gaze goes from his knife to my eyes, holding me captive and breathless in that instant as if time stands still.
I don’t move; don’t flinch or look away when his blade cuts through the fabric a hairsbreadth away from my skin. I hold his dark stare with defiance as he strips away the hoodie and my bra.
Aiden tugs the sleeve and strap off one arm, then replaces it with something smooth and tight around my wrist before I realize the cuffs are gone.
I yank on my other hand, but Aiden’s grip on my arm doesn’t budge when he repeats the steps on that side.
The material around my wrists is cool and soft, unlike the hard metal of before.
Silk. Attached to a metal loop and then black paracord rope that ties to hooks protruding from the corner posts at the head of the bed.
“Arms up, and lie back,” he instructs—to me, I think—even though he and Jack move my body on either side to do it anyway. The sound of a small motor clicks on, and the rope tied to my silk cuffs pulls taut. Slowly, I’m dragged up the bed. Aiden stops me at its center.
“Her pants,” Aiden directs next. This time, Kellan obliges, unbuttoning and then hooking my underwear to pull them down until I’m completely naked before them.
I tug at the ropes, testing the slight give they still allow me.
It isn’t enough to reach anything, but comfortable enough that my hands rest on the pillows above me.
“You know these can’t hold me,” I comment mildly.
I’m still unconvinced this is a punishment.
Curiosity has replaced the initial sweep of anger; lust and alcohol fusing a flush of warmth in my veins.
Aiden squeezes a pea-sized drop of liquid onto his index finger from a small bottle.
“Of course not,” he agrees with equal composure.
He leisurely spreads the liquid over and around one nipple.
“You could have freed yourself the second I restrained you downstairs, yet you didn’t.
” The liquid warms, then tingles when he stops to add more to his finger.
Gasping, I clench my thighs as the sensation spreads to a resounding throb in my cunt.
He applies it to the other nipple before continuing, “Because you know what you did was wrong. You know you deserve a little punishment.”
“I didn't see you stop me from going there if you were so worried,” I grit out. The other nipple pulses and tingles with pleasure. I yank harder on my restraints.
“Jackson did,” Aiden counters. “Once you were at risk of being seen, he made sure to hide you. You had the chance to prove you’d be careful, and yet you stripped before the windows and consumed alcohol when left alone.”
Dane swears, swiping his hand through his hair. Kellan’s grin disappears as he clenches his fists.
Fuck.
He’s right.
I fucked up. I hadn’t realized it was a test, but that shouldn’t matter.
Even though we’re safe inside, that doesn’t mean GE isn’t watching us from the outside.
I mentally curse my recklessness for being so excited to see Portia that I’d possibly put us both in danger.
That was the old Raegan—the one who ran around on her own and acted impulsively without considering the consequences.
Aiden nods as if he can read my sudden regret.
He reaches for me. My muscles instantly tense, and my hips buck on the bed out of desperation to be touched.
The warm tingle on my nipples hasn’t subsided.
It’s getting stronger; an incessant tease that demands more.
He flips me onto my front instead, putting me on my knees and my ass in the air.
The rope crosses above my hands, and my weight falls over them.
A single, slick finger glides into my pussy, followed by a second.
I moan into the pillow, my thighs quivering.
It feels like he coated them in lube even though I’m sure I’m wet.
“You wanted to have all of us, Raegan. This is what it means.” I rock back, matching my timing with the unhurried slide of his fingers, urging him to pick up the pace.
He doesn’t. “We belong to you, but you also belong to us. Your body, your life... they’re ours.
So when you put yourself in danger, that is a grave offense to us, and we will demand retribution. ”
I’m struggling to pay attention while his fingers work me over, and my breasts are on fire with need.
It feels so fucking good and not enough.
I need him to curl his fingers. Touch my clit.
Pinch my nipple. My hands clench as my movements become more frenzied, trying to take more from him than he’s giving me.
His fingers disappear and then something swats my backside. I hiss into my arm at the flare of pain. He rubs the tender spot until the pain fades. “Repeat what I just said.”
“You four belong to me...”—I pant—“...and I... belong... to all of you.”
“And?” His hand caresses my other ass cheek in warning.
I scramble to remember what else he’d said. Something about being in danger. “And... and...” I breathe, trying to buy myself more time.
The bite of his palm finds my ass, and I cry out.
“You will be punished for putting yourself in harm’s way unnecessarily.” This time, he doesn’t follow up the slap with a gentle hand. He brushes his lips across the tender mark and purrs, “We are each going to fuck you, Raegan. And you will not come. Do you understand?”
My heart trips and catches in my throat. “Wait. What?”
“Kellan.”
I crane my neck to look at him over my shoulder. His blue-green eyes are smoldering as they meet mine. There’s an edge to him that warns me his playful mood is long gone. He’s here for my punishment.
“I watched you falling toward the ocean with Charles. Saw you fighting him alone before Reid grabbed me and took me to the Guild, where I couldn’t see you.
Couldn’t reach you.” He unbuckles his belt and slides it free.
“And then he appeared at the Guild, and you were nowhere in sight.” His jeans and briefs are gone next, kicked out of the way as he grips his hard dick in one hand.
Aiden hands him the bottle of lube, and Kellan squirts it along his length from base to tip.
He tosses it back, then twists and pumps his hand to spread it over every inch of him.
“You scared the living shit outta me, beautiful. You shouldn’t have tried taking him on alone. We’re a team, and you should have come to the rest of us for backup.”
“You think I—”
Aiden pulls the gag over my chin and back into my mouth. “Just listen.”
I shoot him a glare, then shudder when Kellan’s cock glides over my pussy and clit. “Let me protect you. Use me. I don’t care how, so long as it keeps you safe.” He notches at my core, and my body clenches in anticipation. His large hands dwarf my hips, locking me in place, before he pushes inside.
A low moan is drawn from my throat and muffled by the fabric between my teeth.
I drop my head, unable to hold it up as he starts to move.
Once he’s inside, he doesn’t hold back. Kellan fucks me like a punishment.
He slams into me in violent thrusts that knock the air from my lungs and shove me forward.
Kell wraps my hair in one hand and pulls back, forcing me to arch my back and hold steady for every punishing stroke.