Melissa
Forces beyond my reach brought Trisha and I back into the hands of the men who wanted to put us in an indestructible bubble.
The thing was, that wasn’t where we wanted or needed to be. Myter and I had a deal. But the guys formed another plan and left the two of us in the safe room at the farm with Samuel.
Trisha glanced at me as I picked out a donut from the box they left us. She sidled up beside me and joined in.
I was on my third donut when Trisha glanced around the room. “What are you going to do when this is all over?”
I shrugged, my insides fluttering as I stared at another donut. “I’m not sure.”
“Why not stay? You can’t tell me you wouldn’t love to have those hunky males around you all the time.”
My cheeks heated as I rolled my eyes. “It’s not that.”
Trisha dipped her voice to a whisper, “PC?”
My eyebrows scrunched in confusion for a mere second before I got it and twisted to Samuel. “Hey! Buff, burly dude!”
Samuel turned to look at us with a cautious stare. “It’s Samuel.”
I smirked, knowing full well what his name was. “Yeah, well, either one goes, but anyways, is there a computer down here?”
“No internet down here,” he told us with a smirk, as if he knew what we planned.
“Cellphone?” I asked, trying to grab at any thread of technology there might be down here that would benefit the two of us for hacking into the system’s computer mainframe.
Samuel shook his head. “Sorry, can’t let you use it.”
Looking at Trisha, we both nodded. Turning back to Samuel, Trisha threw a punch and I watched his eyes open, surprised as his head whipped back when her fist hit the side of his face. He obviously didn’t expect violence from either of us. I joined in, tackling him down.
With both of us fighting him, we were able to knock him out and steal his phone to search for the computer mainframe to get the hell out of there.
We were busted. It took some time to find the computer mainframe, then we had to get the panel off. What we didn’t expect was for Samuel to come up behind Trisha and knock her out the same way she had done him. A finger to the neck. Then a gun pointed at me. Hands raised up, now, all bets were off.
“Clothes off,” he muttered.
The idea was ridiculous, but it was hard to refuse with a gun pointed at my body. I wasn’t taking any chances on finding out if he was serious.
I glared at him, not ready to give in. “Dallon and Garrett will be pissed if you shoot me.”
He smirked. “It wouldn’t be a kill shot.”
Reluctantly I stripped the both of us, and he tied us up.
After sitting there for awhile, I shifted my hands and dislocated my thumb, trying to tug them out of the rope confines. I winced at the pain.
Trisha groaned as her head moved. “Am I naked?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry,” I whispered back, wiggling my one hand that I had half way out..
“Why?”
“The asshole had me undress you, then myself, and tied us up. He told me it was for our own good. That our guys would kill him if we got hurt. He said he was sorry and that you threw a mean punch, but if you told any of the guys, he’d deny it. Stripping us was his way of making us more vulnerable.”
“Are you fuck’n serious?” She sounded pissed. I’d be, too. “Why didn’t you fight back?”
I groaned on the inside as my hand throbbed. “He told me the guys were already on their way here, and if I didn’t do what he said, he’d knock me out. So, I balked, sorry.”
“Really?” she questioned, confused.
“Yeah,” I sighed, she was making me sound wimpy. “I have to pick and choose my battles.”
“So, my father?”
“He’s safe at the base,” I reassured her. “He’s being checked over and questioned.”
My one hand slipped out, and the other came easily after that. I put my thumbs back into their sockets and twisted around to untie Trisha. I pulled her to a stand, seeing the tears gathered in her eyes and despite being naked, I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry on my shoulder.
After a few moments, she regained her composure. She drew away from me and tried not to feel awkward in our naked situation.
After what seemed like hours, the guys came back, and I winced when I overheard them talking to Samuel.
“Where are the girls?” one of the guys demanded.
I spared Trisha a glance. Her eyes widened at the tone.
I pointed to her and whispered, “That one’s yours.”
She sent me an evil glare.
“Whoa, what the hell happened to you, dude?” I heard Garrett’s surprise.
Trisha lifted an eyebrow and whispered, “That one’s yours.”
“Your women,” Samuel growled. “They tried to escape and knocked me out, then tried to dismantle the security system.”
“Forget going soft,” Dallon growled as boots shuffled to the door that separated us from them. “Melissa’s getting spanked, and not the erotic kind.”
My lips flattened as my back straightened. Uh, hell no.
The knob wiggled.
“You don’t want to go in there.” Samuel sounded amused. The asshole.
“Are they sleeping?” More boots made their way to us, and a knock sounded against the door as as one of the guys called, “Beauty, it’s Tristan.”
Trisha glanced to me and gave a slow shrug. “Yes?”
“Why don’t you come out here?”
She grimaced. “We’re good in here.”
“Sweetness?” Garrett called out.
“Yes?” I answered back hesitantly.
“Are you going to come out here and greet me?”
I gave the door a ‘do you think I’m nuts’ look. “No. No, I’m not.”
Dallon called out next. “Do we have to come in there to…”
“No!” We screeched at the same time, sharing a small smile.
“They’re both kind of naked in there, guys. I had to prevent them from getting away somehow and give the two of them something else to worry about. So, I had them strip and took out every article of clothing and fabric that they could possibly use as clothing.”
In that moment, I wanted to kill Samuel.
“So, they’re completely and utterly naked?” Triton asked.
The sarcastic voice in my head came out, causing me to snicker. Uh, no, Triton. Samuel stripped our skin. Yes! Yes, naked means naked!
“Not a stitch.” Amusement filled Samuel’s voice.
And there you have it folks. I threw a hand to the door.
“Open the door, Trisha. Now,” Triton demanded.
Trisha bit her lip, ready to cave. I shook my head.
“No, thank you.” She walked to the door frame to put her hand on it. “How’s my father?”
“He’s fine. Beautiful, we cheated death, and all we want to do is hold you, make love to you, and be grateful that we can still do that,” Triton confessed.
My gut clenched at the thought of my guys being in danger.
Triton’s voice softened. “Now, open this door so we can hold you.”
Trisha was going to cave. She was a goner. I didn’t have time to stop her before she unlocked the door and threw herself at them. I guess we couldn’t stay in here forever.
Dallon and Garrett walked in. I didn’t bother trying to leave. It was better to make a deal or soften my resolve. I really didn’t like the idea of them dying.
Their eyes stayed on my face, overlooking my nakedness.
Dallon spoke first. “Melissa.”
We didn’t have time for sex. By the look in their eyes, they didn’t care.