Chapter Twenty
Mary Anne
I knew Falcon was watching me from the hallway. I’d purposely left the door to Hunter’s room open just enough that he’d have a clear view while thinking I didn’t know. I stretched out on the bed, attempting to look sexy while pretending to read a book. I flipped my hair back and ran a hand down my chest. If I was going to play this game, then I was really going to play it.
I stared at two random pages in the book. I’d already finished Moby Dick, but Falcon didn’t need to know that.
I moaned. I figured adding some sound effects couldn’t hurt.
I heard a floor board creak outside the door. He’d know that I heard it too.
“You doing all right in there?”
“Sure. You can come in.” I braced myself. I could do this.
“Good book?” He gestured to the book in my hands. He stood in the doorway.
I held up Moby Dick. “Yeah. I didn’t expect it to get me so worked up though.”
“Worked up?” He stepped into the room, his boots clomping on the wood floor.
“Yeah. I don’t want to catch a giant whale, but I want my desires fulfilled if you know what I mean.” Oh my god. What was I even saying?
“Your desires fulfilled?” His lips twisted into a tight smile.
“Forget it. I understand that I can’t find what I need here.”
“Can’t find what you need?” He strode over to the bed. “And what is it you need?”
“Control.”
“Control in the bedroom?” He took another step closer.
“Yes. That’s why I haven’t given in to Hunter. He doesn’t get that I need to run things. At least the first time.” I sounded like a complete idiot, but miraculously Falcon didn’t seem to notice.
“Run things?”
“Yeah. I already told you I want to be in control.” I set aside the book. “Have you ever let a girl take control before?”
“No. I tend to dominate if you know what I mean.” He arched an eyebrow.
“I do know.” I sat up. “Maybe you should give the submissive role a chance sometime. I bet you’d like it.”
“Oh yeah?” He sat down on the edge of the bed. “Would I?”
“Definitely.” I swallowed hard. I had to make this work. I scooted closer to him. “You’d love it.”
“Too bad you’re Hunter’s. I might have been interested in seeing if you were right.”
I stood up and moved in front of him. “Do you always listen to Hunter?”
“He’s Alpha. For now I don’t have a choice.”
“That’s too bad.” I stepped back. “I was even going to agree to take turns.”
He looked up at me through lidded eyes. “Hunter isn’t here.”
“No he isn’t.” I moved closer.
“How do I know you aren’t trying to get me in trouble?”
“Why would I do that?” I pulled my sweater off over my head. “Is it hot in here or is it me?”
“It’s you, but take off whatever you’d like.” His eyes zeroed in on the skin of my stomach exposed by my cami.
“So what’s it going to be?”
“What?”
“Are you going to let me take control? Let me show you just how much fun we can have together?” I ran a hand down my body. I hoped it came off sexy rather than strange.
“I don’t know. Defying Hunter is pretty big. How do I know it’s going to be worth it?”
“It’s going to be worth it.” I took a deep breath before pulling the cami over my head.
His breath picked up. “You’re fucking hot.”
“I already told you I was.”
He laughed. “How does this work?”
“I heard Marni talking about some handcuffs.”
“Marni? Handcuffs?”
Maybe using her name was a mistake. “Yeah. She said they were in the shed.”
“You really think I’m going to let you handcuff me?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Remember, we’re taking turns. Wouldn’t you like to do exactly the same thing to me?” I unbuttoned my jeans, unzipping them slowly.
“Aren’t you a little bit brave, hun? What’s going to stop me from having you on my terms first?”
“You play by my rules and Hunter doesn’t know. And who knows, if we have as much fun as I’m expecting maybe we can do it more often. I’ve noticed there aren’t too many girls around.”
“Not ones that look like you.” He cupped my breasts through my bra. I forced myself to moan instead of gag.
“So what’s it going to be?”
“I’ll get the handcuffs, but if you’ve changed your mind by the time I get back you’re going to have some trouble.”
“Why would I change my mind?” I started to inch my jeans down. “That is unless you take too long. If you do I might have to take things into my own hands.”
He groaned. “Don’t go anywhere.”
As soon as I heard his footsteps on the stairs I unlocked Gage’s door. If things went wrong, I wasn’t leaving myself at Falcon’s mercy.
“Falcon? You coming?” I yelled it for Gage’s benefit. I didn’t want him opening the door and messing things up.
“Miss me?” Falcon appeared at the top of the stairs.
“Aren’t I allowed to be excited?”
“You’re allowed to be anything you want as long as the end result is me getting a piece of you.”
“Is that so?” I tugged on his hand, pulling him into Hunter’s room. “If that’s the case, start stripping.”
“Stripping?”
“Yes. I’m in control, remember?” I pulled the handcuffs from his pocket careful to let my hand brush against the bulge in his pants. “And I want your clothes off.”
“Will you be taking off the rest of yours?”
“Later.”
“Now. I’ll let you play the game you want, but I get something first.”
“Those aren’t the rules.”
He started to pull the handcuffs from me. “Yes they are.”
“Fine.” I reached around and unclasped my bra. I was doing this for my freedom, for Gage.
His hands were on me in seconds. “Such pretty little tits.” He started to lower his mouth, but I pushed him back.
“It’s your turn. Clothes off.”