My muscles immediately reacted as they’d done with Cain’s, clamping around the delicious thick bulge, pulling it in as deeply as possible. His eyes were almost unrecognizable when he lifted his head, taking shallow breaths as he studied me. Then he smiled, and I thought the entire world was going to burn down.

  “Okay, little lamb,” Hunter said breathlessly as he shoved hair away from the back of my neck. “We’re going to make you feel even better.”

  As both men began developing a rhythm of their own, as if playing a priceless instrument, I was thrown by how much the entire situation intrigued me. Did they really believe I would belong to all three of them? Did they see this as long term?

  Revenge.

  Remember, it’s all about revenge.

  My inner voice was right, but what if what we shared could be more? I refused to allow worries about something I had no control over to ruin the moment. I lolled my head against Cristiano’s shoulder as both men fucked me. I’d never felt so full in my entire life. I dragged my tongue across my parched lips, then around Cristiano’s mouth. He allowed me to tease his tongue, as I swept mine back and forth across his.

  When Hunter eased his arms around me, cupping both breasts, I knew I’d died and gone to heaven. There could be nothing more explosive and wonderful than having three men pleasure me at the same time. Nothing.

  “Such a bad girl,” Hunter whispered. “Taming you will be delicious.”

  Taming me. Crazy visions rushed into the back of my mind, the kind that could very well turn into a naughty story. “Yes.”

  “At least she admits it,” Cristiano said casually before crushing his mouth over mine. Together the three of us developed a rhythm that could rival anything. I could sense Cain was watching, always observing.

  And he didn’t necessarily like what he saw.

  As the delicious moments continued, I raked my nails down Cristiano’s back. I could tell both men were losing control at the same time. I bucked against their hold which seemed to surprise them, their actions becoming even more brutal. Together, we were shot into a moment of euphoria.

  “Fuck. I can’t hold it,” Hunter snarled.

  “Then don’t, brother. Come for us, baby girl.” Cristiano’s voice opened another wicked well of darkness.

  As I stared into his eyes, I followed his command, the three of us climaxing at the same time.

  This wasn’t just heaven. This was the beginning of the descent into Hell.

  They held onto me for a couple minutes, both nuzzling against my neck. I wanted to believe they cared about me, but I knew better. This was the beginning of a nightmare, even if my heart didn’t want to believe it.

  As my senses slowly started to return, I pushed my hands against Cristiano with enough force that he lifted his head, his eyes searching mine.

  “We’re just getting started, sweetheart.” Now his words seemed like more of a threat.

  They eased me down, allowing me to walk away, and I immediately jerked my dress from the floor, covering myself as I tried to slide into it. I was shaking all over, stunned by the revelation of what had just happened. Another wave of anger and hate tore through me, but remnants of pure pleasure remained.

  I hated myself because of it.

  Cain studied me with the intensity of a lion. “He’s right, our little pet. The night is still young.”

  “I need to leave,” I told him defiantly, remorse kicking in.

  He started to swagger close to me. Then there was a sudden knock on the door and he snarled.

  “You guys better get downstairs,” a voice said seconds later.

  “What the hell?” Hunter asked, immediately grabbing his trousers while I forced my stiff muscles to help me slide the dress over my shoulders.

  Another wave of humiliation set in, my throat tightening.

  “There’s a fire.” It was obvious by the man’s deep, shaking voice that it was a serious situation.

  “Shit,” Cristiano huffed.

  Cain hissed as he grabbed his clothes, struggling into them. “You will stay right here, little pet. We’ll return.”

  The three men grumbled as they quickly dressed, Cristiano giving me a longing look.

  I held my breath as the three of them walked out the door.

  And locked it.

  I folded my arms, waiting for a few seconds before taking long strides towards it. After jiggling the handle, I closed my eyes. Then I started to pace the floor, moving towards the windows. While I didn’t see a fire, I did see several people outside, some running back and forth. What in the hell had occurred?

  A cold shiver replaced the fiery heat, my mind still trying to process what had happened between us.

  Seconds later, I heard the jingle of the lock and sucked in my breath. When I turned around, I wasn’t expecting the person who walked in through the door,

  Theodore.

  I backed away, darting my eyes towards the door.

  “Come. I can get you out of here, but you need to hurry,” he encouraged.

  “I’m not leaving without Kelly.”

  “She asked me to find you. Come on before they get back. You saw what they can do.”

  I hesitated, uncertain I could trust anyone at this point, including myself.

  “Come on. I only bought us a few minutes.”

  “Okay.” As I headed for the door, he darted a look over his shoulder.

  As soon as I was close, he grabbed my arm. Then he raised his other arm and a flash of something caught my eye.

  A syringe.

  Just as I was about to scream, he brought down his arm. I felt the prick of a needle.

  Then…

  CHAPTER 10

  Hunter

  I’d had several ‘what the fuck’ moments since becoming the cream of the Elite echelon, including the first time I’d killed a man in cold blood because it was required. After that, killing had become easy, a part of the requirements of living the opulent life of one of the Damned. I’d laughed the first time I’d heard other students whisper our name as I’d passed, said as if they’d been issuing a curse.

  The truth was, the members of the Elite were untouchable, more so since Cain had taken charge of the house. Cristiano and I knew he’d tracked the former Elite President to his parents’ vacation house in Maine, shooting him between the eyes like he would a deer. That was the beginning of our rise to power. It was pointless for administrators to waste their time attempting to crate the animals. They were simply looking forward to the day of our graduation.

  While Cristiano was a scary fuck, his hot temper getting him into bloody situations, I was known as the charmer, someone who could easily get under a person’s skin, destroying them before they had a chance to blink. Then there was Cain, a man born evil. He enjoyed the act of torture more than anyone else I’d ever known.

  However, I hadn’t honestly believed he’d go through with the plan he’d concocted a year and a half ago regarding Sage. He’d been so hell bent on plotting her demise that I was shocked he’d managed to accomplish anything else. This entire night was a ‘what the fuck’ moment that would remain at the top of the list for a long time.

  Not that I hadn’t enjoyed the art of seduction with the beautiful woman. She’d stirred something inside of me that I’d thought no longer existed. A single taste of her would never be enough. I ached with need, longing to drive my cock into her tight pussy. What concerned me was his obvious obsession with her. I had no qualms admitting I wanted to capture and keep her, but I had a feeling Cain would go too far just like he did with everything else.

  If her father really was the assassin called The Iceman, then the man wouldn’t take a backseat to the fact that his daughter was missing. As far as I was concerned, taking the word of a traumatized twelve-year-old hellbent on revenge, which was the age he’d been when his brother had been murdered, wasn’t intelligent. However, challenging Cain had its own issues.

  Now we were standing in the middle of a freaking rainstorm since some fucker had set one of the outbuildings on fire just to piss us off. I had a feeling I knew who’d done so to prove a point.

  Theodore.

  He’d been an issue since the beginning, believing he’d become president of the house because his father had been. Not a chance in hell, the weak piece of shit.

  “Fuck. Fuck!” Cain hissed. “You know it’s that fuckhead.”

  Cristiano stood with his arms crossed as other members of the house used fire extinguishers to augment the slowing rainstorm.

  “Find the fucker!” Cain yelled. As with every order one of the three of us doled out, four of the other members jogged into the night in search of Theo. My guess was that he’d hung around to watch the circus.

  “We can’t be sure it’s him,” I suggested, but there was no other logical choice. But at this point, if there weren’t limits placed on Cain, he’d go off the deep end.

  He shot me a hateful look. “You know better, dude. I’m going to hunt that bastard down and handle him the right way. He’s going to bleed.”

  He’d raised his voice to the point that the folks remaining outside glanced in our direction, including a few of the girls huddling under the front porch. While our reputation as bastards, monsters, and killers went far beyond the pristine iron gates of the college, up to this point there’d been no evidence left of a single crime. And I certainly hadn’t spent four long years in the establishment to have it yanked out from under me two weeks prior to being freed.

  I got in his face, struggling to get his attention. “You need to keep your mouth shut. That asshole isn’t going anywhere. Maybe keep your voice down so no one knows what the hell is going on.”

  “And why don’t you shut your trap,” he retorted, getting all the way in my face.

  While most of the time I could tolerate his bullshit, tonight wasn’t one of them. I shoved my hands against him, shaking my head.

  He grinned but didn’t hesitate, issuing a hard punch, then another.

  “Jesus Christ,” Cristiano snarled. “Why don’t the two of you knock it off.”

  I rubbed my jaw, noticing Kelly had joined the group of girls. It was easy to tell she was searching for her friend. “Yeah, fine. He’s fuckin’ long gone by now. Let’s get back to our night.”

  Exhaling, Cain stood to his full height. Then he issued a hard jab to my gut. That was it. I was finished with dealing with his crap. I lunged my body toward him, bending over and catching him in the chest, the force pitching us both to the ground and into the mud.

  “Fight! Fight! Fight!” several of the other members cheered.

  Both Cain and I issued several savage punches. This had more to do about Sage than it did anything else. He wanted her all to himself, and that wasn’t going to happen.

  No one tried to stop us. They knew better than to get in the middle.

  After issuing several additional jabs, I struggled to my feet. The man was fucking deranged as far as I was concerned. Cain remained where he was as I paced the area.

  “You’re an asshole. You know that”?” he asked as he hoisted himself to his feet.

  “You both are,” Cristiano finally piped in.

  Before I had a chance to launch into Cain again, the three other members returned.

  “What did you find, Franco?” I asked.

  He walked closer, eyeing the girls then turning his back. “Theo’s car is still here.”

  “Fuck,” I snarled, unhappy I’d been right. “The fucker wanted a distraction. That’s what the fire was all about.”

  “That means he’s still in the estate.” Cristiano took long strides closer.

  “Sage. He’ll do what he can to use her against us,” Cain hissed. “The party’s over. Get everyone out of here!”

  At least he had one decent idea. “Go around the backside to the playroom,” I instructed Cristiano.

  “He can still get into the room,” he explained. “The locks weren’t changed.”

  A stupid move on our part and one I had a feeling would cost us.

  “Exactly.” I trailed behind Cain as we entered the house, both of us bounding up the master stairs to the fourth floor. We didn’t need to go to the end of the hallway to discover the door was open. I jogged there anyway, checking the room quickly. “Not here.”

  While it was possible that she’d managed to get out of the room, my bets were on Theo’s interference. Whatever he had planned for her was meant to embarrass us or worse.

  We couldn’t allow that to happen.

  “We need to fucking find him!” Cain roared, his rage reaching a new level.

  “Spread out. Room by room!” I bellowed when I saw Cristiano.

  “Whatever happens, Theo doesn’t leave alive.”

  Cristiano and I glanced at each other as Cain kicked open one of the doors. Then he lifted his fist in solidarity.

  We did the same.

  I might not like his tactics or his all-consuming anger, but when a member breached the rules, we came together as a force. When outsiders threatened our wellbeing, we reacted without remorse.

  No hesitation.

  No regret.

  And no conscience.

  We were a brotherhood. We’d made an oath to protect the house, the traditions, and other members. As well as the women who served our needs.

  No matter what efforts were necessary to do so or the consequences.

  Theodore Watkins would pay the price.

  Sage

  Run. Run. Run.

  That’s all I could think about. But I couldn’t break free of Theo’s hold. I was woozy and dizzy as hell, but I’d fought him hard enough that he’d dropped the syringe before issuing the full dose. Still, he had one hand over my mouth, his other arm pressed against my throat. Even as I struggled, jamming my heel into his foot, nothing stopped him. He dragged me to the other end of the house and down another set of stairs, laughing softly as if taking me from the three men who’d captured me was any worse.

  When he jerked us both to a stop, dropping his hand to reach for a doorknob, I let out a horrific scream. But I knew deep inside the sound would never be heard over the thumping music. I wasn’t even certain I’d made a noise.

  He shoved me inside, slamming then locking the door.

  The force he’d used pitched me back against a washing machine, the brutal impact knocking the wind out of me. I’d lost one shoe, my dress already torn from where he’d grabbed me. My vision was still foggy, images blurry. I blinked several times, fighting the drug with everything I had.

  “Get… away from me!” I hissed, scanning the room for anything I could use as a weapon.

  He grinned lasciviously as he raked his hand through his hair, swaggering towards me, then allowing his gaze to slowly fall to my breasts. “Don’t worry. It’ll wear off in time. Those assholes think they can take everything without consequences. So strong. So entitled. Well, I found their single weakness. That’s you. I’ve watched them for months stalking you, as if they thought they were so clever. Do you know why they did?”

  “Uh-uh,” I said. My mouth was like sandpaper. Even worse, his words echoed.

  “It seems your daddy is a very bad man. Did you know that?”

  What the hell was he talking about? I tried to say something and almost tripped.

  “Careful, little girl. You didn’t know, did you?” Theo laughed.

  What was he talking about? “No.”

  “Oh, yes. Your daddy is an assassin for some terrible men.”

  An assassin? No, I wasn’t hearing him right. “Na… no. He owns a restaurant.”

  “I feel sorry for you. That’s why Cain hates you so much. Your daddy killed his brother.”

  This was some kind of sick game. I shook my head, gulping for air. “Let me go.”

  “That’s not going to happen. You’re very valuable. Imagine the fun we’re going to have using their desire against them.”

  “What the… hell are you talking about?” I inched away from him, trying to calculate how long it would take me to get to the door. Don’t trip. Run. Run!

  “You. You’re the only thing that’s mattered to them for the past four years. They act as if they own the world, but you brought them to their knees. Did you know that? Do you know how special that makes you? I guess you must taste pretty sweet, huh?” He licked his lips, making a sucking sound.

  Disgust tore through me that was entirely different than before. “I don’t belong here. I’m not one of you.”

  “The fact you’re in the house means you are one of them now. I can smell them on you. They’ve already marked you with their scents. That doesn’t matter.”

  Jesus Christ. What kind of a sick game was everyone playing? These boys were barbarians. When he licked his lips again, rubbing his hand across his crotch, my blood turned to ice.

  I could read his thoughts. He believed that if he raped me, then their little pet would be spoiled. There was no way I was going to allow that to happen. I shifted another few inches, watching every move he made. God, why couldn’t I think clearly? Was it possible my father was an assassin? No. It was crazy.

  “Come here, little girl. We’re going to have so much fun together.”

  When he took another step closer, I realized there would be no better time to try and get the hell away from him. I threw myself at the door, managing to get it open, screaming at the top of my lungs.

  Theo slammed his hand against the door, immediately backhanding me. As I tumbled to the floor, he jumped on top of me, tearing at my clothes. I continued yelling, fighting him with everything I had, but the drug still had its claws in me. He managed to shred the bodice of my dress, squeezing my breast.

  “Such a little bitch, aren’t you? I can tell you like it rough. Trust me, baby. That’s what you’re going to get.”

  He positioned himself between my legs, yanking the material up to my thigh on one side.

  I punched him in the face.

  “You’re going to pay for that.”

  “No. No!”

  Wham!

  The cracking sound reverberated in the room, the rush of air and the deep growls echoing in my ears. Suddenly, the weight of him was jerked off, his body flying through the air and driven against the wall. Rolling over, I fought to get to my feet, blinking several times to focus. I clutched the torn bodice against my chest, gasping for air as tears streamed down my face.