Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 182255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 911(@200wpm)___ 729(@250wpm)___ 608(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 911(@200wpm)___ 729(@250wpm)___ 608(@300wpm)
“Since I don’t think she’s eager for us to toss her to the ground and do her under a bush, she’ll run straight to one of the locations.”
“Absolutely.”
Seth tapped on the icon for the Love-Shackled Cottage. “Here. It’s her style—romantic, intimate…with a bit of bondage. She’s likely to feel most comfortable there.”
“Probably.” Beck eyed the other options. “But let’s be tactical. If she’s not there, where should we search next?”
“Since the cottage is the furthest building on the property, I say we work our way back toward the front.” Seth traced a suggested path with his finger across the map.
“Makes sense. So, our next stop would be, St. Merciless General?”
“Yep.”
“God, I hope she doesn’t go there. I work in a medical facility; I don’t want to play in one.” Beck grimaced. “Then again, our girl might think it’s funny to make me chase her through a fake hospital.”
“I wouldn’t mind giving her a thorough exam, like we did in San Diego.” His smile was sly. “Good times.”
“Oh, the night she wore the pearl panties and we made her walk back to our villa after dinner? Great times.” Even the memory ratcheted up his lust.
“I’m down for a repeat.”
“Same, but not in a medical environment. Next time, though, I’ll swipe you a lab coat…Dr. Cooper.”
“Deal.” Seth chuckled, then quickly sobered as his finger swiped across the page to The Ministry of Sin. “I fucking hope she doesn’t pick the church. Between our priest and my mom, I’m already carrying enough Catholic guilt.”
“With my past, you know I hope she chose somewhere else.” Beck consulted his map again. “Obedience Corral and the Headmaster’s Office are about the same distance from the church. I can guess which one flips your switch.”
“The Headmaster’s Office.” They chuckled in tandem.
“You said she got off on that game of ‘master and maid’ you played with her last spring.”
“Oh, she loved the power dynamic.” Seth’s rough voice dropped an octave. “And the thought of her playing naughty student to our very stern principals…”
“That doesn’t turn me off. But…maybe she’ll surprise us and choose Obedience Corral. We’ve introduced her to a few different kinks, but she’s always curious about more.” Beck had never shown her his single-tail skills, and his cock stirred at the thought of cuffing Heavenly to a cross and sending her to subspace.
“True that. It will be interesting to see where we find her. At least we have a game plan when that goddamn timer finally goes off. How much longer?” Seth asked over his shoulder.
“Two minutes,” the proprietor announced.
Beck groaned. Each second crawled, stretching his nerves thin. That sounded like two goddamn years.
“I’m impatient, too. But not much longer.” Seth clapped him on the shoulder as they tucked away their maps.
Anticipation coiled in Beck’s chest. When Pike had mentioned this place, Beck had known Seth would be all in. And he’d jumped at the opportunity to see how Heavenly took to primal play. Though their girl was still innocent in some ways, she had a dirty heart. He’d bet most every dime, she was going to melt and scream—and love every minute of this.
As soon as they found her.
God knew he relished the chance to hunt her and make her theirs in the most intrinsic way possible as she surrendered to them completely.
“When you’re done for the evening, gentlemen, mark one of your maps with whatever buildings you used and leave it with your goggles on the counter on your way out,” the proprietor said. “We’ve got to clean and sterilize everything for the midnight hunting party booked after you.”
He and Seth nodded, their focus on the wooden gate as the seconds ticked down.
Beck felt like a caged animal, every muscle ready to spring into action. Beside him, Seth’s breaths came short and fast, his hands flexing and releasing at his sides.
They exchanged a glance, a moment of understanding. They were partners in this hunt, united in the pursuit of their woman. In finding her. In dragging her beneath them. In heaping every sensation and pleasure possible on her.
Impatiently, he glanced back at the bearded man. When would that fucking timer go off?
Finally, a shrill ding cut through the silence.
Liquid fire surged through Beck’s bloodstream as the proprietor yanked open the glass door with a knowing smile. “Happy hunting, gentlemen.”
A cool evening breeze rustled through the trees as the silvery moon rose in the sky. Beck and Seth pulled on their night-vision goggles in perfect synchronization and sprinted down the dirt path, now a landscape of green through the lenses. Dimly glowing footlights flared like bright white orbs. Shadows shifted at the edges of his vision, every rustle fanning his hunt instinct.
After last night, he and Seth were bound to Heavenly. They’d overcome so much, and tonight felt like a celebration. A claiming. A sealing of their commitment.