Room Twenty-Two – Hide and Seek Read Online Mila Crawford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32219 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
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Axel grips my waist and lifts me to my feet. “You did well, Kitten. I’m proud of you. Few people can handle all three of us like you did.”

My heart constricts at his words. How many times have they done this? With how many women? I lower my eyes and brush my dress down, not wanting them to see me. I’m that invisible girl again, trying to hide from the rich, popular boys.

I shove my breasts back in my dress, smooth out my hair and turn from them. I’m about to run back to the house when Kian grabs my arm. “Where are you going, Kitten?”

“You had your fun. I’m going back to the house to pack my bags and return to campus.”

“The fuck you are!” Ronan shouts.

But Ronan’s outburst shocks me. He’s been so calm and collected. I expected Kian to be the one to lose it. Part of me wants to laugh because his cheeks are covered in my blood. They kind of look like wings. Now I understand where the term redwings came from.

Ronan lunges for me, wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me to him. During the time we’ve been in the forest. Ronan has kept me centered. I expect Axel and Kian to use me how they want and not care about what I need, but for Ronan to be on board with that shakes me to my very core.

Ronan made sure I was comfortable, so having his powerful arms wrapped around my waist while he behaves like a madman is shocking.

I turn my head, and he looks away. The coward can’t meet my eyes. I don’t know why but Ronan behaving like the other two hurts my heart in ways I didn’t think possible. I thought he’d keep me safe, but none of them will. I’m nothing but their toy.

Ronan casts his eyes to the ground, unable to meet mine, and whispers, “I’m sorry.”

“Let go of me, Ronan,” I demand.

“What are you not getting, Kitten,” Axel asks.

His back is turned to me as he moves to the same tree Kian was leaning against when all this began. I watch in fascination as he reaches up between the branches and pulls down a camcorder. The blood drains from my face, and my heart drops to my stomach. He doesn’t have to show me what’s on the camcorder for me to know it’s damning.

They’ve recorded everything. They have me in compromising positions. These men will use any means to get what they want. And they want me.

Axel turns to me. “I don’t have to show you what’s on here, do I, Kitten?”

“No,” I whisper as a tear rolls down my cheek.

Chapter Twelve

RONAN

I’ve never given a fuck what anyone thought of me. But seeing the hatred and anger in Stella’s eyes makes me understand how it feels to have someone you care deeply about see you as nothing but trash. “You don’t believe me, but I am sorry.”

Stella whips around in my arms, fueled by adrenaline. Her eyes burn with fire, and her fists shake at her sides. My cock surges in my pants, and I want to bend her over and take her again to make sure she knows too much attitude is not a good idea unless she wants a sore fucking pussy. But I know I don’t want to be like that with her. I want to show her how gentle I can be, how good it can be with the three of us.

“You’re not fucking sorry, Ronan. Being sorry means you wouldn’t do this, that you’d stop them. You’re not sorry. You’re a piece of shit.” She whips around, glaring at Kian and Axel. “You’re all trash.”

I grab her underwear off the ground, hoping the tattered piece of cloth and my white handkerchief will make it better. “Here.” I hand them to her. “You might be more comfortable if you use this. I’m sorry I don’t have a tampon. I’ll make sure you’re as comfortable as possible tonight when you’re in my room.”

She whips them out of my hands but doesn’t have time to put them on or use them. “I’m not fuckin’ sleeping with you tonight.”

Axel laughs and grabs her arm. “You gotta sleep with one of us. That’s what we want. You’re with us, either all together, one-on-one, or two on one. You can have one night for yourself, but you belong to us this summer. At the end of the summer, we’ll give you the tape, and if you don’t want to be with us, we’ll let you go.”

“Fine. I pick Kian,” she says before heading back to the house, leaving us with a view of her sexy ass.

She fucking chose Kian? The motherfucker who belted her? Rage blooms in me, bursting in rays of light like a fucking atomic bomb. I lunge at her, grab her arm, and turn around to face me. “You fucking chose Kian?”


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