Bind Me - Page 108

“She’s a feisty little whore.” Coop relaxes against the door, crossing his arms and ankles like he has all the time in the world. His blue eyes flow over my body like it’s already his. A shiver works down my spine. My gaze drops to the large bulge in his pants. My pussy throbs in response, and I draw in a breath.

Fuck, I want them. I want everything they’re going to do to me, but this time I’m not giving in easily.

Now that they have me trapped, there’s little chance to escape.

My gaze flicks to the open bathroom door. If I get in there, I can lock it and potentially wait them out. It would be a shame, but if I were really in this situation, that’s what I’d do. The overachiever in me still wants to win.

Noah watches me closely. His dark eyes never leave me, even though he appears relaxed beside Coop.

He’s the hunter and I’m the prey. Tingles chase down my spine.

Maybe I can reason with them. I don’t know the rules of the game. The end goal is to get fucked, but how much fight do I need to put up before I give in? Do they want me to cry or would that ruin things? The guys aren’t really cruel. So maybe reason is the way to go.

“Look, we can still just leave. No one’s done anything they can’t apologize for or forget.” I edge slightly toward the bathroom like I’m swaying a little.

“Why would we want to forget about you, kitten?” Noah pushes off the door, triggering my flight instinct.

I lunge for the bathroom. If I make a run for it, I might make it. But my feet never land back on the floor as Noah lifts me against him.

“Now, now, kitten.” His voice sets my insides on fire with want.

“Let me go.” I struggle in Noah’s arms. My elbow sinks into soft flesh. Suddenly I’m airborne again, but I land with my back on the bed and Noah’s weight pressing down on me. His hands tighten on my wrists and hold them next to my head. His legs straddle mine, locking them down.

He leans close to my ear and whispers, “Color?”

Still my Noah. Something settles deep inside me. My chest rises and falls as he lifts. His dark eyes find mine and hold them.

“Green,” I respond quietly. “You okay?”

He grins before taking my mouth. His tongue thrusts between my lips, claiming me as his. His cock grinds against my pussy through our clothes. For a second, I forget to fight, drowning in the taste of him and the feel of him against me. Wanting to give him all of me.

He pushes up, grabs the front of my dress, and rips it down the center. I gasp, suddenly back in character as I try to scramble away from him, holding my torn dress together against his hungry eyes.

Coop circles behind me and grabs my wrists, pulling them above my head.

“Please don’t.” I bite my lip, waiting, anticipating Noah’s brutal wreckage of my dress. I try to hide how much I want him to destroy it, to ravage me.

Grinning, Noah reaches for the rip and tears it all the way down. His gaze takes in my white bra and panties. Licking his lips, he grabs my ankles. My panties dampen more. His gaze focuses on that spot. Can he see how wet I am for him? For both of them?

With a nod of his head, Noah and Coop arrange me on the bed, even as I pull weakly at their grips.

I didn’t notice the ropes on the bed before, but Noah loops one over my ankle to hold it in place before spreading my legs wide and hooking the other ankle to another rope. I tug against the restraint, but it doesn’t go anywhere.

Coop settles behind me on the bed and holds me up with my arms in front of me. His hardness presses into my ass. I barely keep from pressing back against him.

“Please.” I lift my pleading eyes to Noah. I’m not sure what I’m pleading for. I don’t really want them to let me go.

“Please what?” He gives me a considering look as he pulls a length of rope through his hand. “You’re getting fucked tonight, kitten. Beg all you want. Beg for my hard cock in your mouth. Beg for me to fuck your pretty pussy. Tell me, Please stuff me full of cock. Fuck, I love it when you beg.”

He wraps the rope around my wrists like he did earlier today. My pussy throbs when I remember the way he took me. Hard and rough. Not the gentle Noah of morning, but a wild side with an edge that makes my breath catch and my panties melt.

Coop runs his hands up my arms. Sparks light beneath his touch and scatter through me. “You want to tell me something, sweetheart, or is this happening? No turning back. I’m going to ride this hot little body until you can’t walk straight.”

Noah finishes binding my wrists and hands the rope to Coop. He moves out from behind me and lays me back on the bed. Our eyes meet and he holds there for a second, giving me the out. I press my lips together and he grins. Stretching my arms, he ties the rope to the bedpost.

“That’s better.” He slides off the edge next to Noah and they both look down over me. My dress hangs in tatters beneath me, clinging to my shoulders. My white panties are drenched with the thought of what these two can do now that they have me helpless. My breasts swell and my nipples harden, longing to be touched.

Remembering Noah’s promise of a blindfold and gag, I spout off, “Let me go or I’ll scream.”