Axel glides the back of his hand along the side of my face and Maverick moves his hand down my side as I drop my head to Landon’s shoulder who snakes his hand down my front. So many hands.
“Letty?”
“Hmm.”
“We want you.”
I spin around looking at them all, mouth agape unable to find words. Yes, I might have fantasized about it from time to time but that was all it was a fantasy. I start hyperventilating. It was fine in theory, safe as a fantasy tucked away in my head, but now they are speaking it.
“Breathe, Violet.” Axel, speaking for the first time today, steals my focus.
When did I start hyperventilating?
He takes a deep breath and lets it out. I follow his movements. We breathe in deeply and out slowly together.
“That’s it, baby, in and out, deep slow breaths.” Axel keeps talking me through my near panic attack.
Once I’m breathing normally, I take off. I head straight to the haunted mansion. I can face them there, in the safety of the dark.
“You can run Letty, but we will always catch you.”
“Maybe the chase is what I want.”Why, why am I egging him on?
Who am I kidding? I want him, them.
I hear three very loud groans that turn into growls. I swallow hard. I know when they catch up to me, I will pay for this. And that thought makes my core clench with desire.
Getting to the haunted mansion, I wait in line, waiting for them. I don’t turn around because I know they are behind me; I can sense when they are around. Like my being, my soul is pulled toward them. Their presence is all-consuming.
“Four tickets please.” I ask the person at the front of the mansion.
“Good girl Letty.” Landon praises, and a shiver runs down my spine.
The guy manning the front of the haunted mansion looks up, his beady eyes roaming over my body, he licks his lips as he runs his hands through his greasy hair. Shocked at his blatant ogling, I step back into Landon who places his hand possessively over my midsection again. I feel Maverick and Axel tense and step forward, bracketing me in. The worker quickly takes in the guy’s possessive stance and averts his eyes, taking a step back.
Axel growls, “Smart move.”
“Look at her again, I’ll take your eyes,” Maverick calmly states.
Once we enter, I shake Landon off me.
“Look, thank you for that, but I’m not yours to protect.”
“Yes, you are. Accept it.” Landon steps forward.
I take a step back and spin around walking further into the haunted mansion.
“You’re running again Violet,” he chuckles.
I almost trip at Landon calling me Violet, he has strictly called me Letty for as long as I remember.
Fuck. What trouble have I landed myself in now?
CHAPTER FIVE
Violet
Ican hear them all darkly chuckle, and that sound not only has me picking up pace but also has my slit become slick with arousal.
